"Look what I brought you." Daisy said instead of arguing.
She pulled the champagne bottle and the chocolates and crackers out of the paper bag. "I'm not quite sure how cold the champagne is anymore, but we still have to drink it. And I heroically saved all of them, including the chocolates and crackers from the guy I was stuck in the elevator with, so we’d better enjoy them.""Well, of course we still have to drink that champagne. Give me that." Ugo grabbed the hotel water glasses as Daisy pulled the foil off the champagne bottle. "I can’t believe you were stuck in the elevator all that time. And why weren’t you texting me back. Was your battery out?""Okay, there’s a story there, but let’s toast to you first before I get into all of that." Daisy twisted the metal lid open and pulled out the cork with a gentle pop. After she poured a healthy amount into each of their glasses, she held hers up. "To Ugo Chike, the first black female partner at Jade and Judy, in over ten years. To a brilliant lawyer, but most importantly the best friend a girl could ever pray for.""Are you trying to make me cry." Ugo said. "It’s not working. I don’t care if you see water in my eyes. it is just because I’m allergic to this bedspread."Daisy smiled and clanked her glass against Ugo's. "Cheers to you." They both drank, hugged again, and drank some more."What time are we headed to the club? Daisy took another sip of champagne and checked the time. "We're partying nonstop baby. All that stress, I'm gonna pour them all out on the dancefloor. I don't care. Have some chocolates."Ugo reached for the champagne bottle and refilled their glasses. "Ugo, this suite is heavenly. Why are you splashing so much money on......""Frivolities?""Well!" Daisy replied."I've been made partner honey. Do you know what that means? It means I won't keep overthinking anymore. I don't have to consider joining a mushroom firm created by my colleagues from Bronx. Do you know that I almost put my Money in that firm." Jezz!""Being made partner doesn't stop you from wanting the start your own firm, does it?""Well, not yet at least.""So, no more excessive spending Ugo. And I'm serious. If we get back from the party, we're going to go down a bit with your room reservation. It's too much. I still don't get why you aren't in your house.""A girl has to get laid." Ugo echoed. "And the room, it's not my money. That dude I told you about, he rented it for three days. So I'm meant to be out of here by Saturday morning.""The chef?""Mhmm.""He seem like a nice person."Ugo nodded. "That's how they all seem until you loose your guard and they mess you up.""Don't even get me started." Daisy replied."Oh wait, what was the story from the elevator. Why weren’t you texting me back. I was worried that you were, like, in trouble of some sort. But I also know you're claustrophobic and the continuous beeping of your phone might get you paranoid. So, I had to stop.""You did well to stop. I would have gone crazy if you didn't.""Now, tell me this story immediately." Ugo set her glass down on the nightstand and gave her friend an expectant look."Damn, is that the look you use on your clients and have them spilling their guts.? Daisy took a fortifying sip of champagne.The real Ugo slipped out from behind the lawyer face as she grinned. "Well, basically, so start spilling."Daisy took a deep breath. It had all just happened a few minutes ago, but right now, the story no longer seemed like it had happened to her. "So, the other person in the elevator with me was a guy."Ugo nodded. "Obviously, otherwise you would have attempted texting me back. No matter how curt your reply would be. Plus your first reply to my text stated that he was a man."Daisy kept talking so she wouldn’t lose her nerve. "A cute guy.""Daisy, come on..... spill the facts now. Of course he was cute. He wouldn’t have even known of the existence of the chocolates, crackers and wine in your bag if he wasn’t. But I feel like that’s not the end of this story. Wait." Ugo looked Daisy up and down. "That dress looks like it is easy to get in and out of. I am going to be so proud of you if you had a quickie in the Royal-Crest hotel elevator.Daisy gasped. "Ugo!, ew, no!"Ugo sighed. "I knew that was too much to hope for my decent friend."Daisy's hand tightened around her glass. Now she was a decent friend for not throwing her clothes off for a stranger in an elevator. "I’m not decent in the way you're making it sound," she insisted.Ugo nudged her. "It’s not an insult, Daisy. You know you’ve always been the well-behaved one. The one that talk senses into me when I'm misbehaving."Anyway." Daisy stood up and poured the rest of the champagne into their glasses. "I’m going to be his date to the Mayor's proposed fundraiser this weekend."What?" Ugo froze in place, her face white like she saw a ghost."Well." Daisy smiled. "I shocked you now. That’s a first.""Daisy....are you certain? Do you know him? Who is this guy?""Oh we do. I know him, and you know him too.""We do?" Ugo asked standing up from the bed.She brought the side stool closer to the foot of the bed and faced Daisy. "Who is he?""Brett, Brett Lexington. My Ex!" She rushed into the bathroom, to avoid seeing the horror on Ugo's face.Daisy threw herself into clubbing like it was going out of style. She and Ugo bounced all over downtown clubs from Fairview City to the central, wasting stupid money on VIP spots while having a fabulous time. She threw caution to the wind and danced until her feet felt like they were going to fall off , but she toughed it out until Ugo complained about her legs first.They had just stumbled out of a Lucris club with a plan to buy flip-flops at any nearby store when they ran across a hawker promoting a lounge a few blocks away."Great place to get off your feet for a while," he said, without the usual flashy smile or exaggerated hype most of the club hawkers employed. His clothes did not look cheap and this intrigued Daisy.Coupled with the fact that the man didn't have flyers or postcards. He only handed them a thick and well made card that looked like a VIP business card of some sort. Ugo squinted down at the lettering, having a few more drinks in her than Daisy, she forced her vision to focus on the tiny card handed to them."Looks swanky." She commended."Show them that card at the entrance," the hawker urged. "You'll skip the queue.""Sweet." Ugo linked arms with Daisy and dragged her along. "Let's go. You might find a quality guy in a swanky joint, hopefully you knock that stupid ex of yours out of your fuckin mind."Daisy's feet were on fire by the time they found the place, but she immediately quit bitching when she saw the charming entrance. The line to get in was quite long, extending down the street. Sia's soulful voice drifted out of the open door, as did well-dressed customers exited with big smiles. True to the hawker's word, the card was a magic key that granted them immediate and free entrance.A gorgeous hostess led them upstairs to a quieter VIP bar that overlooked the stage and dance floor below. They were shown to a small seating area by the balcony and settled at a table hugged by two half-moon velvet sofas. The hostess propped a beverage menu in the center and said, "Your drinks are on the house. Enjoy your evening.""Wow!" Ugo whistled. "We scored.""I think that hawker recognized you from one of your court cases. Because how the hell are we getting such VIP treatment when we're yet to spend a dime." Daisy said out loud."Wouldn't that rock." Ugo grinned. "Or it could be the chef guy.... That dude is full of surprises. I've gotten too many gifts than I can't count since I met him. Yet, he's not interested in hitting this ass." "He could be pretending." Daisy fixed in. "Or taking it slow. The good old ways. He might be hoping to win you over thoroughly before making a move. In order words, he wants you to....""Loose my damn guard. Mmmm, not happening, not gonna happ
Brett walked into his sitting room with a file he pushed over to Derin, who had come visiting. "You were scarce throughout Thursday, how much success did you record with your adventure?" Derin asked, picking up the file and flipping through it."An adventure indeed. Success rate was way better than I'd thought it was going to be." Brett replied taking a seat. Derin's eyebrows went up and he shook his head. "Of course. Why would I have thought anything less of you. Do you mind telling me how it went though?""I got her to agree being my date to the fundraiser tomorrow." He finally replied."No way! How did you get her to do that. Wait! you a magician now. You waltz back into her life, get her trapped in an elevator just to have a moment with her and somehow you got to convince her to go on a date with you. Wonderful! You are a genius Lex." Derin grinned. "It's not a date officially, but it's something I guess. I'm gradually walking my way back to her and at this rate, I'm willing to
Saturday morning came with Daisy being dragged out of her room by Ugo. She figured it was no less than she deserved since she avoided any topic related to Brett through out Friday.After a long, hot shower, she made her way into the living room and was ordered onto a seat by Ugo and a lecture she never knew she needed commenced. With the biggest coffee mug in her hand, she pretended to be paying attention to her friend's rattles in order to let peace reign."Number 10, do not fall for his seduction.... Number 11, never kiss him, never kiss your ex!""Ugo, that was number one, four, and nine.""Yes." Ugo replied, pacing the room. "Now it's also number 11. Just so you know how important it is.""O.k.a.y, is there something I'm missing?""You tell me. You and Lexington seemed cozy last night when you let him kiss you. You sat there and watched him try taking advantage of you.""Oh come on Ugo, that wasn't how it happened.""Really, could you please fill me in, I most definitely read anot
Daisy studied the menu of treatments available at the Spa, and decided to skip her usual porcelain fix in favor of the deep tissue pampering. She'd been waxed two weeks ago so she skipped it. But the rest of the treatment designed to make one sexually irresistible was exactly what she needed and Ugo insisted on them.While they were getting ready to begin, Daisy's mother walked in, carrying with her the effortless aura of a billionaire's wife and the beauty of an ageless youth. Her skin was soft even without touching it. A look at Bridget Ledwig would have a man wishing for nothing but to give her anything she wants.."Daisy honey, I can't believe the both of you planned on visiting the spa without me! How is that even fair.""Mom!" Daisy called, rushing into her mother's already open arms. "Come on here U-U." She beckoned to Ugo. Wrapping the girls tight in a hug, she smiled sweetly. "Edna told me you came." She whispered to their hearing alone. "Don't be mad at her. She just wanted
Somewhat dazed, she went to the intercom and talked to the front desk, letting them know she was expecting Brett, and while she was still talking, he walked into the lobby. A few moments after that, he was at her door. It was only then that she remembered she was dressed in a sleeveless gown that stopped mid-thigh.Confused as to the type of impression Brett would get from her appearance. She rushed into her room and reappeared with a black leather jacket which helped to cover up the previously exposed skin on hee upper body.She went to the door and let him in. Bret stood in the hallway for a long moment, his gaze raking Daisy from her head down to her neatly manicured toes. Daisy on the other hand was equally stunned by his appearance. The way he looked in washed jeans and a T-shirt made her want to undress. "Hi." He smiled at her."Come in." Daisy said, stepping aside.He stepped in like he was gliding through the floor. He aura magnetic. The smell of his cologne woody and dominat
Ugo stepped in and threw a suspicious gaze at Daisy. "Did I miss something." She joked, pushing a box of grilled turkey and vegan cream to Daisy.Daisy shook her head and hid her blush. "Your father got those for us. He said you should give him a call." Ugo added."You went to the house?"She shook her head. "He made a quick stop at the lingerie store to see your mom."Daisy grabbed the meal box and starting dialing her father's line at once. "Dad, glad I caught you." She adjusted her grip on the phone receiver, placed her meal on the kitchen counter and pulled up a stool. "Ugo delivered your message, how are you?" "Better, now that you've called. How is work treating you my damsel?"Daisy went over her days from Monday through Friday, skipping over all the Brett's parts. "I really like my boss, Mr. Donald." She stated. "And the vibe I get from the other workers at the firm is quite contagious and beautiful. I'm happy going to work every day, and I'm bummed out when it's time to go h
Daisy and Ugo had met first at Lilycity, when Daisy traveled to visit her grandmother. Then they ran into each other again during college at Bronx where their friendship kicked off officially as flatmates and later roommates. Ugo was the sibling Daisy never had and Daisy, the sibling Ugo never had. Overtime, their relationships spread across both parents such that when Ugo decided to practice at Fairview, her parents didn't object because the Ledwigs were now living in the same city. The intercom buzzed causing Daisy to jump, making her realize how nervous she was. She sighed, realizing she forgot to tell the front desk Brett was coming back. She looked at Ugo. "I’ll get him. Are you going to be okay riding over with Eric and my mom?" "Are you kidding. Eric is like the coolest chauffeur and bodyguard in town and your parents, they adore me." Her smile dimmed. "Having second thoughts about going with Lexington?" Daisy took a deep breath, remembering the spark that transpired between
A smart dark limousine was waiting at the curb, and the driver opened the door when Brett and Daisy stepped outside. Daisy slid across the seat at the opposite side and adjusted her gown. When Brett settled beside her and the door shut, she became highly conscious of his vibrating closeness, the masculine fragrance of his cologne, breathing him in, and telling herself to relax and enjoy his company. Brett took her hand, swallowing hard, he shut his eyes briefly and breathed in, wishing this little moment would never end. Daisy was looking like a snack, carefully baked with healthy ingredients and decorated sweetly in a very attractive way. Except this particular snack, was the type he wanted for himself and no one else. He ran his fingertips over Daisy's palm, a simple touch that sparked a fierce lust. He caught her gaze and noted that brief message that passed through her eyes. She was hot for him as much as he was for her. The expression on her face was enough evidence. Daisy sh