Before the Rain Falls

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Eleven: Killian

I turned, distracted from the fruit in front of me. "Hector!" I exclaimed at the sight of my closest friend. "What are you doing here? How have you been?""Well I couldn't let you run off to this town all by yourself could I? Besides, there's a couple of business mergers taking place up here that I'm overseeing. I'll be here for at least a couple of weeks." "And of all places, you ambush me at the market?" I grinned.

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Ten: Killian

"Thank you Maurice." I uttered, as he stopped in front of my house.He tipped his hat, "Anytime Sir." Clambering out the vehicle,

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Nine: Nerissa

The dinner had finished hours ago, after we'd indulged in a delectable tiramisu. Afterwards, we'd continued the evening by having drinks at the bar. One had turned to two and two had become three. Anything to make the night last longer. But now here I was, finally standing outside Italia wrapped in my jacket, gazing across at Killian and trying to hide my sadness. Just like seven years ago. It was late, close to midnight in fact. And yet I still didn't want the night to end. This evening had proven that he was still the

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Eight: Killian

Was it something I said? Nerissa had grown very uncomfortable after I had mentioned Cyrus, even though she had tried to hide her reaction. Maybe it was the talk of death that had caused a shift in mood? I didn’t know whether she’d suffered any bereavement recently. Maybe the topic was still too raw for her. Maybe she still felt guilty about not attending the funeral. I just hoped she came back. God, what if I had messed this up?! Ok, if she comes back, I’ll apologise, I’ll pick a new topic of conversation, anything to put her back at ease. This dinner was going so well, better than I could have hoped for. Please, please, please let her come back.

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Seven: Nerissa

The dinner was off to a better start than I could have imagined, despite the slight awkwardness. And Killian looked good. Very good. Women must be falling at his feet. A burst of jealousy shot through me at the thought and I tampered it down. Killian wasn’t mine, he could see who he wanted. But right now, he’s here with you, my mind whispered. He was, wasn’t he? I resolved to make the most of this evening and his company. The waitress from earlier returned with our drinks and asked for our order. “Can I get the bruschetta to start and then the ravioli?” I asked without missing a bea

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Six: Killian

Of all times to be late! I’d never run late in my entire life but apparently the universe was making up for my impeccable record today of all days. Maurice came to a halt in front of Italia and I dashed out of the car, checking my phone. 7:15pm. Letting out a groan, I hurried my pace into the restaurant, barely glancing at the exterior. With rushed steps, I came to a halt in front of the greeting desk. A waitress was already situated there thankfully. She looked up at my abrupt stop but before her lips had even parted in scripted acknowledgment, I blurted out “Table for two under Reed.” A flash of recognition swept across her face. “Ah yes, your companion

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Five: Nerissa

I placed the last few pins in my hair, carefully moving my hands away from the now elegant style. Assessing my appearance in the mirror, I was surprised by how good I looked. Suits and smart dresses were my usual day to day attire, followed by comfy t-shirts and leggings in the evening. I’d opted for a smart casual outfit, the age old classic jeans and a nice top. Though for some reason, I’d felt like doing my hair extra fancy. Oh well. It was a special occasion. Nerve racking, but special nevertheless. Giving a satisfied nod to my reflection, I grabbed my handbag from the bed. It was one I seldom used, but the classy red and black design went with my crimson blouse. Prying it open, I

Before the Rain Falls   Chapter Four: Killian

Greta, of course, had been efficient as usual in my absence. I’, sure she probably questioned in her head why I was running so late, something I definitely didn’t make a habit of. A simple text message, that’s all it was. Yeah, a simple text message that had had me smiling like a fool as I got ready for the day, taking my time and ending up having to rush out the door. I just about remembered to feed my sphinxes, Jasper and Janessa thanks to their insisting meowing before I dashed out. “Your messages sir, and I’ve amended your calendar, the meeting with Dylite Incorporated has been moved to next Tuesday. Mr Dylite has unfortunately co