We Can't Keep Meeting Like This Novels & Stories

“Wait. Why are we stopping here?” Anthony turned toward the glass, his jaw tight, and scoffed. “Do not tell me.” Cole checked his watch, tapping it lightly. “We are here because the meeting with the organizers starts in five minutes. We cannot go to the hotel first. If we drive there and come back, we will miss half the session.” My body slumped back in the seat, the exhaustion of the flight settling like lead in my limbs. “Cole. We just got off a horrible flight. We smell like plane food and recycled air. Can we please freshen up first?” I pleaded, voice tight.

I shake my head taking a seat on one of the sofas. "So why is he calling you in on a Sunday?" Quinn asks. "Some meeting with a few potential clients, need to make sure they sign with us. Just perks of always being on the grind" I shrug. "Can't the meeting be on a weekday?" Heidi asks getting up and taking a seat next to me. "No, it's like an unofficial thing so we need to act like it's not a meeting when it really is" I roll my eyes. "It's been a while say you got laid M, I say bang on out with him" Quinn winks and the girls laugh.

] [It would be more convenient] [I have to be in the area today anyway, so I could stop by~] When he got back to the café, there was a message from Sammy. Since Douglass had forbidden them from meeting, they had only been communicating by phone or text. The desserts they had agreed on were scheduled to start arriving next week, but it seemed Sammy wanted to discuss things in person again. Mitch scratched his forehead in dilemma. While meeting to talk wasn't difficult, Douglass wouldn't allow it, so further face-to-face meetings were impossible. And truthfully, there was no real need for in-person meetings anymore.

“You would forever remain a petty man that locked me in his home and gave me a stupid 30 days ultimatum.” “It's actually four months now.” He grinned. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to stop myself from jumping on him and beating him to the ground. He would overpower me quite easily so that was a bad idea. “Whatever.” I rolled my eyes. “Since the contents of our contract is changing. I would like some things to change as well.” “I'm all ears.” “I would like to cancel the evening meetings.” I said. “I would like us to have little to no interaction and that would be impossible if I have to see you every evening of every single day.”

“I need to be in Boston.” Isaac didn’t flinch. He never did. “This meeting has been set for months. Moving it now would look unstable. We can’t afford that, not with the merger on the line.” I slammed my fist on the desk, the crack in my glass widening, a piece chipping off and clattering onto the wood. “Damn it.” “She’s not going anywhere,” Isaac said, his voice calm, annoyingly reasonable. “You’ve waited this long. One more week won’t kill you.”

Thomas, one of the directors said, and the rest nodded in agreement. “Sorry about that,” he apologized with a sigh. “Please continue,” he said, and the meeting continued, but the same thing kept happening. When he couldn’t take it any longer, he stopped the meeting. “I think that should be all for today. We will continue the meeting next week.” The directors shared confused looks. “But we need to at least come to a conclusion then plan on how to start working on it next week. We don’t have much time left, sir.” one of them spoke up.

Looking at the time, it was early, but I wasn’t about to look at the few hours I did have available to fully sleep. “I’ll check in with you guys in the morning. We can do a meeting in my office, go over everything, and maybe try and figure out a damn plan for the foreseeable future.” I shook my head. “We can’t keep going like this. Us or the pack. We need to figure out what has changed and what is going on.”

“Enough. This meeting is adjourned for today. We will reconvene tomorrow after everyone has had time to review the facts.” Chairs scraped back as people stood. The room emptied quickly, but the damage was already done. Whispers followed people out the door. I stayed where I was, staring at the now-blank projector screen. Zendaya was still beside me, her breathing uneven. I turned to her. “We need to talk.” She nodded once, jaw tight. “Not here.”

This is what I need. But then she pushes gently against my chest. “Jalen… we have to stop.” I shake my head, leaning my forehead to hers. “We have to stop,” she whispers again. “Not until everything is finalized. Not until you’re done. Then… we can revisit this. But right now? We can’t keep doing this. And I mean it.” I nod slowly. “Okay. Monday I have a big meeting with Michael. Hopefully everything goes right. I’ll let you know.”

"that's good I need you to stop thinking ahead for a minute because I need to discuss something important with you how do you feel about taking a longer break than initially thought because I know that you've got work to do and I know that you have to see this marriage work through but I just feel like we need a break and we need to get back to being with each other ." "I have a lot of things to sort out and Dante sent a message via your mother which means that it must have been an important meeting and your nemesis must have not been happy about me not picking up for an important meeting it's just the final step to close this deal and then we can discuss whether or not we should take a long