Anniversary 10 Month Novels & Stories

If she had the power, she would have been the one to send him out of the company herself. The corner of his mouth twitched. “Matthew was… becoming a distraction. I prefer my team focused.” Emma’s lips pressed together, the two of them pretended not to gloat on Matthew’s sad end. Instead, she nodded toward the papers he carried. “Is that about the anniversary?” Ross glanced down, almost like he’d forgotten he was holding them. “Yes. Sixtieth year. The Board wants it to be memorable." “They’re bringing in caterers, music, the works. Or so I’ve heard,” Emma said, recalling Lily’s animated description.

Marie’s brain completely broke, and now she was totally confused. Angela hopped out of the crowd, placed a red cone on her head, and snapped the strap around her chin. “What’s going on?” Marie asked. “Well, it's our four hundred and tenth birthday, duh,” Valerie said, walking forward. “Wait, we were keeping count?” Marie asked. "No, we weren't, but Angela was able to calculate it a few days ago. And we just had to throw our first birthday party in four hundred and ten years,” Valerie replied.

“Are you kidding me now?” “Could you just spill the beans already…?” I was impatient with all of the suspense that was being put around all of that. “You're getting on my nerves with the way you're making me come off as some sort of bozo.” “It's our tenth-anniversary celebration for crying out loud.” Michael finally let the car out of the bag after all that hassle. And there was silence afterward. “Oh…” I felt bad that I had forgotten such a thing existed with all the things that were going on. The fifth day of May had been when the casino and many other sister incorporations had been founded and I had forgotten all about it. “How could I have forgotten all about it?”

’ I grinned mischievously. “What I really called you here for is to talk about your one month anniversary.” “My what?” I asked, absentmindedly. “Its been a month since you married Taylor. Tradition demands that you host a celebration and you pick the color of the day.” “That doesn't seem like much of a problem.” I said. “That's because the relationship problem is the night of the celebration?” “What about it?” I dropped my empty glass and looked at Theodore. “It fell on the day of a full moon. The bond will be ten times stronger then.”

"I want to thank you for coming out tonight. This just so happens to be the 10th Anniversary Celebration, marking one decade since I took over this company from my father. I have turned this company into one of the largest and grandest businesses in AI applications, among other things. I invite you to celebrate this evening with me." This is going to be one night to remember, I can guarantee you that. The question is, how long will this particular night take before I can get to the festivities I am really looking forward to enjoying after the fact? That being said, I thought to myself, some personal alone time with my fiancé. I was going to ask her. I looked over at Ramona, tucked next to me

But what were the odds that after having sex for the first time in months I'd wind up pregnant? It had been over two months since I hooked up with him and frankly, I couldn't remember every detail, except for the ones I tucked away in my memory bank for safekeeping and only revisited on lonely nights when it was just me and my...you know...vibrator. Aw fuck. You know what, maybe it was just a coincidence. I just needed to stop thinking the worst. My period had only been delayed by a month and six days. No biggy. I had irregular period flows sometimes. It was due to stress. It had to be stress. There was no way I was pregnant.

My body and heart belong in the palm of her hand. TEN YEARS LATER. GEORGINA. I’m giddy with excitement. Today’s our ten – year anniversary. I feel like a little kid on Christmas morning. I’ve been working on this surprise for weeks. It’s hard to keep secrets from Aleksei. He watches and tracks everything, so I’ve had to be sneaky. I’m sure he suspects something, but as far as I know, he hasn’t found anything out.

Really, what's going on here? He sits down in front of me and stretches his right hand to grab mine, grinning like an idiot before finally spilling it out, "Happy ten day-niversary, Baby." My jaw drops at the innocent wish, "Ten... days?" Is he for real? Days? I do get that it’s normal for couples to celebrate anniversaries that go by annually but definitely not by the interval of monthly or in this case, days? Huh? "And many more to go." He leans over the small breakfast tray that's between us and briefly kisses me on the lips.

He did not agree with me, and I just let him be. And it's an awesome one week we got to spend together. " The founding anniversary will be on the last week of this month. 28th day of August." I came back to my reverie when Damon spoke up. " What's the company's plan then? It's my first time to celebrate it, so I don't have an idea of what's gonna going to happen."I said as I put the last folders in the rank.

November moves differently than October did. October was emergency rooms and midnight calls and sessions that changed the shape of things. November is something else. It has the quality of a month that knows it follows something enormous and has decided not to compete with it. Just to be the month that comes after. I resume back to work on Monday.