It's Thursday, yay!  Just one more day and I will have completed a full work week without getting fired.  Amazed with myself, I get ready for work and pick out a suitable outfit.  My emerald green skirt and tan silk blouse look beautiful together and feel deliciously wonderful.  Loving it when clothes fit so well and the touch of the fabric on your skin makes you smile, I can't stop grinning from ear to ear.  Once again modeling in front of the mirror, I twirl around and feel good about my choice.  Maybe, Janet is wearing off on me and I am gaining a sense of fashion.  I had noticed several people staring at me yesterday and admiring my dress. Fluffy runs in the bedroom and tries to jump on me again.  I laugh, "Not now girl, you have to learn to stay down."  Each outfit cost more than I paid for my entire closet of clothes I used to wear.  Of course, they were from the second hand store and several of them wer

I sit at my desk wondering what the hell just happened.  Part of me wants to pack up my things and run as far away from him as I can.  The other part needs to find out more.  Trying desperately to figure out which way I should go, I think on it. When he came in just now, the first thing that I thought was, I hope he's here to finish what he started.  That should not have been my first concern.  It should have been, how do I proceed without getting fired?  Then I'm incapable of stopping him when he demands that I go out to dinner with him, fully knowing what will happen afterwards.My fight or flight response kicks in and all I want to do is get away, like a rabbit running from the predator.  Looking around, I see my things and get up to grab them and leave.  Before I reach the door, Janet comes in and looks shocked.  "What's wrong?  You look like you saw a ghost or something."It takes me a min

Not wanting to go to work, I have to force myself to get in the car and drive.  Feeling depressed, I watch as a woman pulls up next to me at the light.  She has really pretty long black hair in a braid and she is wearing matching black designer glasses.  The kind you see actresses wear all the time. The reason why I'm late for work is I'm not looking forward to seeing Darren.   Last night was so hot, that when I did fall asleep eventually, I dreamt about it.  When the doctor put Fluffy to sleep, I was so heart broken that I sat on my couch for hours with Chris holding me.  He really is the best. However, seeing Darren mad like that made me want to run the other way.  I don't want him to take it out on me at work and affect my chances of succeeding there, because I am already becoming partial to it and the people I work with.  If I had to leave now, I would be deeply hurt. Now, I could do without Jake hitting on me

I can't believe Mr. Denver jumped me like that.  Just when I was about to leave with Janet for dinner, he comes in and tells me he needs to talk to me.  Looking at Janet, I could tell something was up, because she wouldn't look me in the eyes.  After she leaves, he tries to get me to go to the concert with him, even though I had made it clear before that I wasn't interested.  What part of no doesn't he understand?  I sit there wondering how to get out of it, when Darren walks in and I suddenly feel relieved.  The look on Jake's face was priceless when Darren notifies him we are going to dinner, but now I realize that Janet isn't trust worthy. It scares me, because I told her quite a bit of personal things about me and the way I feel about others at work.  Now I don't know who to trust and I'm heading towards Darren's car again.  Not knowing where we are going or what we are about to do, makes me nervous and excited at

When we go inside, Darren's mom gives me a hug and whispers in my ear, "He loves you, don't hurt him dear."  Letting me go, she gives me a warning look and then smiles at Darren lovingly.   "Sweetie, have a seat next to your girlfriend and tell me all about how you two met."  Her eyes are fixed on me and I can tell she is watching out for him.  Something in his past, must have made her this way. Darren sits down right next to me and holds my hand.  Lacing my fingers with his, he doesn't let go as he tells her.  "One night I was coming home from a friend's house and I hit a deer.  Realizing that the battery in my phone died, I walked up to the nearest house.  It just happened to be Lauryn's."  He stops and smiles at me, squeezing my hand. "She was very kind to open for me and let me use her phone, considering it was about 2 in the morning.  I never asked for her name or number, thinking we would never see