All Chapters of Carter: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I watched him for a few hours until my phone rang. It was Abigail, I answered it and took it outside, so that I didn’t disturb Logan. “How are you?” She asked. “Honestly, I’m glad I got away and cleared my head. I can see things a lot clearer now. I am also glad to be home, but I just don’t know where I stand.” “I’m guessing Logan was there waiting for you then?” “You know he was. You were the one that told him I was coming home.” “He’s not been home since you left, you know.” “What do you mean?” “He’s been here since he knocked on my door at 4am. Every day he would come round to see if I had heard from you. He’s been staying somewhere in town.” “But he was with Jack when he phoned me?” “Yeah, Jack came down to see if he could convince him to go home. Logan wasn’t having any of it from what he’s told me.” I turned back to look at him sleeping peacefully on my sofa. “Hmm.” I didn’t quite know what to think. “He didn’t mean to hurt you sis, and for what it’s worth

Walking into work on Monday morning, I felt like there was an unexplained shift in the air. The day started like any other Monday, requests, queries and work came in and between us we divided and conquered them all. We all received a team meeting request for 4pm. We speculated what it could be, but no one was any wiser. By early afternoon we had cleared all our work as a team. While others sat there gossiping and talking, I asked around other departments to see if anyone needed any help. I hated sitting doing nothing. I needed to be doing something and if it was not my own work and I could help someone else clear their tasks, then to me that was true teamwork. Just before the 4pm meeting we all gathered together and headed to the meeting room on request. We sat there talking away when the door creaked open and in walked our boss followed by an HR representative. We all looked amongst ourselves with a little fear on our faces. HR meant this was a formal meeting. They took a seat a

On Wednesday my personal email pinged around dinnertime. It flashed up as Carter & sons. I was confused. I walked out of the office into the side office to read the email. Dear Leah Garrison, Thank you for your application for the Legal Secretary role at Carter & Sons. We would like to invite you to an interview with Mr. Jack Carter, Senior partner. The interview will be an hour in length. Please contact the office to arrange a suitable time. Sincerely Carter & Sons HR My jaw fell wide open. What the hell is this? I thought. I phoned Logan immediately. “Hey, is everything ok?” “No! What did you do?” “What do you mean?” “I just got an email from your HR department offering me an interview for legal secretary. What did you do, Logan?” “I swear this was not...” He trailed off for a moment. “Shit, I mentioned to dad what was going on and that we had updated your CV.” “How does a conversation turn into me being interviewed by your dad?” “I used my work lap

I headed out of the meeting room and down to HR. I tapped on the office and Miss. Hunter motioned me in. “Thank you for seeing me.” “Leah, I am sorry about what is happening.” I held my hand up to stop her. “I’m not here to appeal. I actually wondered if the 7 days holiday could be used on the notice period?” She looked taken aback by my question, “We can allow for that to be taken, yes. Are you looking at taking the full entitlement?” “No, I would prefer to finish on Thursday if possible, meaning I would be using 6 days. Which now I am saying it out loud seems a little pointless to not take one of the days.” Elise burst in the door wanting to appeal her letter. She looked shocked to see me there but carried on demanding answers and spouting questions out. Another HR personnel took her into another room. We could hear her through the wall. “Anything not taken will be paid to you in your final salary, but it is entirely up to you. I can put it through on the system howev

“Logan,” I gasped, “are you asking me to move in with you?” “Yes, but not straight away, unless you want to. I am fully aware you have a lot going on right now and that maybe looking at the viewings as a potential future option for you might help you in some ways.” “You really have thought this all through, haven’t you?" “Maybe, a little too much? I will stop.” I placed my hand onto his thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze, “Don't ever stop thinking about our future together.” The rest of the car ride was filled with talking and me singing. For the first time in a long time, I felt completely at ease and relaxed. I was carefree. He laughed and smiled, stealing looks as he drove. I found myself dancing in my seat to songs with a good beat and singing along. Once we were at the hotel, Logan grabbed my bags along with his from the back of the car. A concierge took them from us and followed us inside. Once again, he had booked a fancy, top-tier hotel for us. We were given our r