I'll Meet You There Heather Demetrios Novels & Stories

He might be Heather's older cousin, so they had to show him some respect. Tyrone's eyes were cold as he bit his lips and said nothing else. Heather was a little surprised instead. She thought Hector was Tyrone's business partner, but Hector felt somewhat familiar. But she couldn't remember where she had seen him, but Hector called her Hattie. It was as if they were supposed to be very close. "Excuse me, but have we met?" Heather asked, her eyes full of confusion. "We met once in the garden last time. Have you forgotten?" Hector reminded him.

I'd buried him in the sand six years back, and fuck if he didn't try to poke his ugly head up from time to time. "Kendal, this is Heather Turner. She's from UCLA and has been highly recommended for this new spot with us. You'll be her mentor until she gets her feet wet." He moved back, and I nearly choked. Not only was she ten steps past gorgeous, but I didn't need an introduction at all. Heather was the vice president of the sister-sorority that partied right alongside the Kappa's back in college. The number of times Damon and I had taken turns fucking the woman was embarrassing. My luck couldn't have gotten any worse.

He paused, turning to look at me with a nonchalant expression. "The meeting got canceled, so you don't have to worry," he replied, his voice cool and detached. He then offered his hand to Heather, who accepted it with a delighted smile. They walked away, leaving me standing there with Amy, my heart pounding with a mix of jealousy and frustration.

"It's Mr. Demetri. He's called for you several times, and now he's here." I stopped walking near the large windows. The tinted glass kept the sun's rays from penetrating, but the shimmering buildings reflected the August heat. With her words, the buildings no longer registered. I ran my hand through my hair and shook my head as I spun back toward Dianne. "Here? Where?" "The receptionist just called from the ground floor. She said he's about three minutes behind you." "Shit. I'm supposed to meet him for dinner in an hour. I wonder what's so damn important it couldn't wait."

I exclaim, half-horrified, half-teasing. "You tell me," he replies, flashing that million dollar smile. "Unless you're following me?" I raise an eyebrow. "I don't even know your name," he points out. Fair. "It's Lara. Lara Bello." He grins. "Nice to meet you, Lara. I'm Leonardo Knight." I roll my eyes. "Don't worry. Everyone knows who you are." "They do? Silly me. I didn't realize that." Sarcasm. My smile brightens. I appreciate a celebrity with a good sense of humor.

Dizziness overcame me. I fell. When I came to, I was already lying on the hospital bed. The longer I looked at the good samaritan who brought me to the hospital, the more familiar I thought she looked. When she saw that I was awake, she said to me excitedly, "Sienna, it's me, Bree Thompson! I used to work at your firm!" Staring at her, I recalled those distant memories. I had been a law major. Because I'd started my own firm when I was still in college, I'd already become rather well-known in our city before graduation.

“I kind of agree with him that you were more focused on smiling at your phone than the actual proposal meeting.” “I’m sorry!” She giggled, completely unapologetic. “I had no idea I was being so obvious. The wedding of the century happened this weekend, and I was catching up on all the details.” She paused, waving her hand dismissively. “Besides, I don’t see why Enrico insisted I join that meeting when he clearly doesn’t give a damn about my opinions anyway.” “Wedding of the century?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. “Oh!” Heather stopped in her tracks just as we entered the break room, forcing me to stop as well. “That reminds me—do you by any chance know where Matt was this w

He ambles to the door, opening it slowly. Relief flashes on his face at the visitor. "Nathaniel! Did you forget something?" Selene can hear Nathaniel's voice on the other side of the door. "I got a tip about Heather. They are keeping her at the sacred temple. Meet me there in thirty minutes." "Why don't we go together? Why have us meet you there?" Morgan widens the door for Nathaniel to enter. "I have to go. Meet me in the middle of the temple-by the stone."

a voice replied behind me. I immediately turned to see the person who spoke. "What's your name?" I asked, still holding the frying pan. She chuckled. "My name is Heira." "I'm Xyneth. Nice to meet you," I said, introducing myself. "Nice meeting you too. Anyways, I want to be the one cooking today. Can I? Besides, you need to wake up Xavy and help him with his morning routine," Heira said as she took the frying pan from my hands.

he announced. "Oh, okay but I want you to meet someone before you leave,"Madam Heather said to Leon with a smile on her face. "Okay"Leon replied. Madam Heather Walked to where Ivy was chatting with Kelvin ,Sarah and Rex and Leon followed suit with Amora. Madam Heather tapped Ivy who turned her back to know what was wrong. "Ivy,I want you to meet my grandson Leon"Madam Heather said to her as her gaze went to Leon and their eyes locked together.