All Chapters of The Austin Arrangement : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I was drumming my fingers lightly on the table,growing impatient the more time went on. Natasha was sitting across from me checking her watch every 5 minutes and clearly not impressed by my Husbands tardiness.That Prick is standing me up and I was absolutely livid about it. What happened to the agreement that we made?He gets to do what he wants for one night a week,for one simple dinner with my friend in return. He couldn't even do that. Jeremy was supposed to meet me at the Studio an hour ago,he didn't show so I had to make my own way here.I've called him but didn't get an answer,so I texted him the address of the restaurant so he knows where I am. There's still no sign of him,I guess he's too busy doing god knows who,to show his face. "I don't think he's coming,Hon."Natasha looked down at her little white wristwatch."He's over an hour late."I sighed."I'm sure he just got held up and forgot. He's just

I was nearing the end of Mondays ballet class with the kids. Usually classes would help take my mind off any problem I'm facing,yet my current problem is very much whirling around in my head.I need to focus..Not on what happened on Friday night,but on anything but that. "Pile.."I said,and all kids did as I instructed and bent at the knees. I stood back and watched proudly as they continued with the routine."Excellent,I like what I'm seeing.""Vanessa."I heard his deep voice from behind me and my heart jumped into my throat.Did I just imagine that? If not he's here in my ballet studio..But why? I turned around and saw that he was in fact behind me,dressed in his designer suit,that didn't have a crease in sight. As always he didn't have a dark hair out of place. I admired that he always looks so presentable,even if his attitude wasn't. I tucked a curl of light brown hair around my e

My eyes were on him as he looked out the window of the hospital room. Alex has had a couple of days to prepare for this talk,4 to be exact. Even given the time to prepare for this conversation mentally,the truth of it all didn't go down any easier. Alex is a friend,a good friend. I'm sure right now he's thinking he could have done something to prevent this from happening, prevent my fake marriage to a man I didn't even know. Truthfully,he couldn't have done anything to help me. I wouldn't have allowed him to anyway. It was my responsibility to figure this out and I did. I made the best out of the situation and I did what I had to do. Alex sighed."I wish you would have come to me,Vanessa. I'm not swimming in money like the Austin's are,but we could have found a way to figure this out together.""I appreciate that,Alex. I do. But I didn't want to burden anyone with my problems,they were mine to figure out alone."I looked a

VANESSA Early Morning I was standing by the kitchen counter,rubbing my pained back from spending the night on Jeremy's bedroom floor. I had no choice in the matter! I'm trying to keep certain boundaries between us so there's less confusion. He's so Hot and Cold!! One minute he's kissing my face off and the next he's turning back into an arrogant asshole. It's quite clear that he doesn't want to discuss what happened.But the boundaries need to be in place,so it doesn't happen again. "Looks like someone has back pain this morning."Jeremy crossed the room towards me."I wasn't happy about you invading my space,Vanessa..But you didn't have to spend the night on the

VANESSA The excitement that I was feeling after the Ballet was over,was short lived when I saw Jeremy and Alex standing in front of each other. Is Jeremy going to make a thing out of Alex being here?Surely not in front of his Mother..But the man can be unpredictable at times.As I made my way through the crowd in the main lobby,I was receiving smiles and words of praise. I wasn't used to the attention and the fuss, I wasn't used to being told how good I was at the thing that I've spent my whole life doing. Of course,I've been told by Family and Friends over the years. Family and Friends that know how much dancing truly means to me. Would they even tell me if I wasn't good at it? That would be heartbreaking!!