All Chapters of Shadows & Whispers: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The work drinks were supposed to be a good idea, but the closer they came the worst I felt about them. This would put me outside of work and close to Erin. It also means lower inhibitions from drinks. This was going to be a test for us. Regardless of what decision she makes. If something goes wrong on this night out, this could be the end of both of us. I know I could protect her to some degree, but it would mean playing my cards a lot earlier than I was planning to. This was a nightmare. My plan when I decided to step into that position did not include liking one of the workers the way I like Erin. I had other options, other cards up my sleeve, an in case of emergency. On Friday afternoon, I decided to let everyone go home early, regardless of whether they were attending the drinks or not. They were all grateful. If I was completely honest with myself, it was mainly to give myself more time to prepare for what could go wrong with the drinks involved. I had no idea what Erin was

“Why don’t you show our boss a few moves, Erin.” Someone called from the side lines. My heart felt like it had stopped. Shit, hell no. As much as I wanted to dance with Damian, how could we dance and act like there was nothing between us. He was watching me like he was searching for a way to say no politely, and I couldn’t blame him. But before I knew it, everyone was cheering. There was no way out of this. “Come on then. It’s only fair.” I called. He looked confused. I needed to bait him. “Unless Mr. Boss man has no moves.” I joked. He tilted his head at me. “Or maybe, he is a secret dancer and can outdance me,” I smirked. Cleo burst out laughing, “Erin, we have been friends for nearly 4 years and I have never seen anyone outdance you. There’s no way Damian can.” “Challenge accepted.” His voice was dark. There he was. I watched as he removed his blazer and hung it over the chair. There were whistles from around the room as he showed off his arms. I couldn’t help

I heard a car behind and looked over my shoulder to see a black car slowing down to match my pace. The back window rolled down, and it was Damian. I stopped and so did the car. “Get in.” He demanded. “I’m fine. I don’t need a ride.” I replied sternly. “Get in, or I will make you get in.” His tone made me nervous. I paused thinking about my options. There weren’t any so reluctantly I nodded. I stepped out behind the car and walked around to the door and got inside the car. “Drive.” He instructed. I had no idea who was driving, and it wasn’t a concern as my mind swirled with wonder over why he had come after me. “I am sorry.” He said softly. My head snapped over to look at him. He kept his gaze forward and refused to look at me, but I could see the pain on his face. “There is nothing happening between me and Prue. And I promise there will never be.” “Then what is going on?” “I cannot say.” “Then let me go.” I demanded. “Erin, please.” He sighed. I saw the pain on his

Coming home after 3 years away. This was a big day. I had already secured a new job; I just needed to get in, settled, and start my new path in life. Splitting from my ex was the best decision I ever made but it left me homeless. I knew my dad and step mum would never leave me homeless so home here I come. “It’s great to have you home honey.” My father greeted me. “I will be here as short as possible. I have a job lined up, I start on Monday, and I will be out of here as soon as I have my feet back on the ground.” “Take as much time as you need, darling.” My stepmother said. My father got married a couple of years ago. With this marriage, brought a stepbrother, Damian. He was older, in his late thirties. We had met a couple of times; we got along fine. I guess it’s strange to have a new stepbrother when you are 24 and he is 37. I started my job and met 2 amazing girls. Cleo and Erin. They took me under their wings, and we became trio. Cleo, 28, and Erin, 29. Although, ther

There was no stopping inevitable. I sat and watched the looks between them. My warnings failed. I had no idea whether they had made any decisions or moves, but they were on track to it happening. And probably sooner rather than later. Damian announced work drinks. Cleo jumped at the chance. This could go, horribly, wrong. Erin was also excited. I had to go with it and just hoped I could put out any fires that might start. I was ready and rearing to go, so much so that I arrived at Bob’s earlier than anyone else. A few people started to filter in. Then, Erin arrived. It wasn’t long before Cleo was there too. I grabbed a round of drinks. “Here’s to a good night.” I toasted. She’s still searching for him. Erin seemed tense. Cleo didn’t seem to notice, which surprised me. As soon as Damian walked in, I saw Erin relax. The change in her demeanor was recognizable. I didn’t want to stop them anymore, but I couldn’t watch Erin lose everything she had fought for. I needed to speak t