We Can't Keep Meeting Like This Novels & Stories

“Cayson, we already discussed this. Don’t tell me you’re going to cancel—” “I have no choice, babe. I tried to cancel a big meeting because of this last-minute trip you planned. But the new investors couldn’t reschedule, so I have to meet with them this Saturday.” “You said you’d find a way—” “I tried, love. It just didn’t work out.” His tone was soft, apologetic. “Let’s just rebook. We’ll go after my next two big meetings. I promise I’ll make it up to you.” “But the kids and I are ready now. We were just waiting for you. The girls are already—” She stopped when she heard another sound on the line. Call waiting.

"You guys don't get it." "Funny enough," Mateo said. "I'm deeply familiar with this topic. I could ghostwrite your damn memoir!" Kadeem let out a tattered laugh. "Well, I'll consider it. Not like she has tried to reach out to me either, though." The waitress came back to bring their bill, and Kadeem quickly seized it before the other two could. He smiled while they grumbled. "You know, I think," he said softly, holding the door as they stepped outside, "We can probably disband at this point with our meetings. We're not exactly making headway, are we?"

I wait patiently as everyone stays silent. “Alright then, I put on the books for us to meet like this at least once a month and have a formal in-person meeting at least once a year. If anything important comes up between the meetings just let me know and we will schedule something in. I’m glad ya’ll are getting back to somewhat normal lives.” Everyone says goodbye and I end the call. It feels good to get back to old business rather than constantly preparing for an attack. The house is back to having laughter and kids running around, but I notice we are missing one.

“And you have been done a long time ago.” “Yes, we have. In our defence, we liked these meetings so much that we didn’t want them to stop but didn’t have an excuse to continue with them.” men! “Why do you need an excuse when you can just be friends?” they shared a look as if they didn’t think of that.

I guess not getting your way for hours can do that to you. "I thought the meeting was suppose to end already? I'm sorry that you guys don't value your time but I do. I've been sitting her for 3 hours while you've been arguing and honestly I'm over it." I snapped while standing up to leave. I was completely over today. I didn't want to be here and nothing was ever solved in these meetings. I dont understand why we even bother with these meetings. We already have separate council meetings weekly for both sides so why bother to make everyone suffer by trying to get us to co exist.

Unable to continue with her and feeling guilty for torturing kina, I ended the meeting and scheduled for another day hoping it would get better but no it was still the same if not worse We have had like four meetings now, each one lasting for hours and yet nothing, we even communicated through text and emails but still nothing it is either her choice or no Seth still wasn't listening and it was really getting on my nerves. Kina could not go with me for every meeting cause of course she has work while Seth demands to be present but also absent at the same time Today we met at his mansion in the community and while he was in the study most of the time, we were in the sitting room going back an

She needs my cooperation and she knows it. And yet, knowing all of this, I choose to make both our lives harder by staying put. This conversation feels important, and I want to understand what is happening. Besides it is already too late. If we try to move now, it is likely that the men above us will hear our footsteps. "I didn't want to allow you to weasel out of this one, McKaine, like you have our last three scheduled appointments we have made. It seems that every time we set an appointment to meet, something comes up that requires you to cancel. We need to discuss the terms of..."

It was never home for Lee and I. "Mother wants to meet us at the restaurant down the street at exactly 1pm." I groan. "Yeah. We have a meeting at 1pm. This is a very important one, we can't cancel." This business meeting was a very important one and as Lee said, we can't just cancel. I sigh deeply. "Let's reschedule the meeting." Lee's jaw drops. I dont blame him. I never reschedule a meeting for anything or anyone, especially not mother. Lee opens his mouth, probably to object but he keeps quiet.

“And Marcus already suspects something.” He watches me, jaw tense. “This can’t happen again,” I say. “No more early meetings alone. We keep distance.” “You’ll need approvals.” “Then we do them in groups.” He runs a hand through his hair in frustration. “You’re right.” “I know I’m right.” “But I hate it.” “Me too.” We stare at each other—wanting something we can’t touch. “Three weeks,” I say. “I prove myself. Then maybe we figure this out.”

I said, and he nodded. “What is the plan?” He asked, looking at me. “For now just continue what you are doing, and I will do the same thing. They need to get vexed with us.” I replied. He left the house, and I entered like I don’t know anything. Then for the next one week we did the same along with handling our own project meeting preparations. We couldn’t meet each other this whole week at all. We talked to each other on the phone, but that’s very little.