Jay Cartwright Inbetweeners Novels & Stories

Alex stood by the glass wall of the lounge on the thirty eighth floor. He had a glass of water in his hand that he had barely touched. The afternoon investor meeting had gone on longer than he thought it would.. He had stayed because Rowan asked him to look over the Meridian projections afterward. What he did not expect was the woman who was now laughing beside Rowan at the end of the room.

He carefully put aside the carrots that Hailey was supposed to cut and the chopping board too. "You should have made me help you," Edward said in between sighs. He carefully holds Hailey's hands and slowly taps the cotton bud with a betadine on the tip of her index finger. Hailey looks at Edward while applying betadine to her fingertips, she does not know where her thoughts made her wander, but one thing is for sure. Whatever it is, whatever she has for him, she feels for him, and she wants at him, it should not be there. There are millions of reasons why it should not be there, first, he is a criminal. One of the worst, she saw him killed not just once, but thrice, and he did not even bat a

******************* Brianne’s POV I woke up feeling like I had been sleeping for day, my eyes tiredly floated across the room, I remembered where I was and the weird things that had happened to me last time, starting from when I had run away from Jason and the appearance of his older brother who was also some sort of Alpha wolf king like Jason. I could not understand how my life had suddenly taken a dramatic turn all of a sudden, a few weeks ago, I had been living my life as a corporate assistant to one of the most powerful CEOs in the country, Jason Friend, I had been happy when I got the job two years ago. I had always being attracted to him, he was handsome, smart, powerful and extremely

He stared at us for a long, long while, hesitating and deliberating before finally approaching us. However, he didn't speak right away. Instead, all he did was stare at my baby bump. Eventually, an irate Henry chased him off. "You're being awfully possessive of someone else's wife and kid, Mr. Brook!" Tim turned five shades redder and nodded in apology. Moments later, he quietly asked how many months along I already was. Henry rolled his eyes and promptly had his men escort me to the car. The two exchanged some words, but I had no idea what the conversation entailed.

The salary was huge but it seemed the owner was terrible just from the way she saw his face. "I don't know sir, I just said what she had said in her email and that is all" Joy replied because how on earth was she supposed to know the whereabouts of a woman who just started coming to gje company maybe a week ago and was not even a friend of hers but her bosses client. At exactly 10am on the exact dot Emily Wright made her way through the elevator her face in a full smile which was scary and beautiful at the same time. She was indeed one to keep to her words and ahs had arrived at the time she had stated.

CHAPTER FIVE (2 and a half years ago) My hands moved animatedly as I clapped for yet another undeserving employee of the month for our department. Yet again, it was another female with a blessed bosom and a face that deserved to be on an advert for the hotel, not behind one of the managerial desks. The employee of the month, Margaret was a beautiful woman that was rumoured to be in a secret relationship with one of the directors. I was not one for workplace gossip as most of my colleagues shunned me anyway but it was pretty clear that Margaret was letting one of the higher-ups have their way with her.

And then, she saw Cassandra. Cassandra Reyes stood near the entrance, a vision in a sleek, black gown that clung to her every curve, her dark hair pulled back in a sophisticated updo. She was surrounded by a small group of executives, her laughter ringing out, confident and melodic. Her eyes, sharp and assessing, swept across the room, and for a fleeting moment, they landed on Isabelle. A faint, almost imperceptible flicker of surprise, then a narrowing of her gaze, a subtle tightening of her smile. The silent challenge was clear.

She was sitting on one of the benches I had sat on this afternoon before Brian came and decided to ruin my peace. As I neared her, she waggled her eyebrows suggestively at me. Oh no. She had probably seen the water fight and was now thinking it in a wrong way. I ignored the look she was giving me. "Claire! You got any extra clothes?" I asked. "Um...actually, I just got a pair of shorts. No shirt," She said before digging into her bag. She threw a pair of white denim shorts at me and I caught it. "What about a shirt? Does any of the boys have an extra shirt?"

I was seated outside the next day when I saw Ike's grey Toyota Camry drive in. I sat, watching the car as it pulled in then it parked close to the other cars. I bent my head, pretending to be more interested in the designs of dresses on my phone. The clicking of shoes against the german floor announced his presence as he began to approach. I looked up at him with a smile which he returned with ease. He wore a Maroon suede jacket and a black shirt with a black trouser. His fashion sense seemed obviously alive.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.