"You both need to get out of here before the police arrive," the man behind the bar drawled as he took in the two men still groaning on the ground. "It's just a friendly advice. They won't care that you're right. Fighting in a bar isn't allowed here." He said, explaining further.
Bradley had beaten them so much that they were lying on the floor. Sidney and Bradley had both gone out to the bar to just chill and those two men had walked up to Sidney when Bradley had gone to the bathroom. They had asked her if she wanted to dance, and she had told them no, but they had stayed on to ask her annoying questions. She had told them that they should leave her the hell alone and that her boyfriend would be there soon. They had laughed at her and said that she as lying and that she was only teasing them.
One of then had even said that he saw the way Sidney was looking at them with a sexual look in her eyes and that she wanted to have sex with them bot
Sidney pushed down on the top of the french press and pour the delicious-smelling coffee into two substantial mugs. They sat close to each other and lapsed into silence. Sidney guessed that this was the moment where they were supposed to address what went down the night before, but it’s always hard to start. The world grinds to a halt around Sidney when he produced a simple black ring box. She stare at the tiny box and her mind and heart made an obvious leap in her chest. Bradley watched her jaw hit the floor and he laughed. "Yes, it's what you think. Sweetheart, will you marry me?" He asked her, looking pointedly at her. Her mouth went dry and she began to stammer. "But don't you think we should talk about this feud between our family and wait until it will be finalized?" She asked him. That was the only right thing to do. "No buts...just say yes, please." Bradley said. "Yes...ye
Bradley told Claire he would be going back to his hotel after they had talked again. Rising up to his feet, he walked towards the hall as Sidney followed him to the door. When Sidney came back to the living room, her mother had gone into the bedroom upstairs, and when she came back down to the room, she was holding a piece of paper. She sat down on the couch beside Sidney, and showed her the paper. On the heading of the paper was the name of some charity or the homeless home for kids. Among those names was a name that was written in a capital letter. Claire pointed to the name across the paper. "GREAT FUTURE." Sidney frowned. "What's this, mother." She asked. "It's the name of the home that Bradley was adopted from. She said. Confused, she looked at her mother and asked her what she had just said. "What did you just say, mother?" She asked. "I said it's the name of the home Bradley was adopted." She
The rain was falling heavily outside her cabin, and she was sitting near the window listening to the music the rain on the roof created.She had always loved her alone time in the cabin, it allowed her to think, vent and processed things. She closed her eyes and hummed with the rain, and then she smiled.Something disrupted the sound from the rain, something that wasn’t there a few seconds ago. She opened her eyes and that was when she noticed a creature coming towards it. It was more like staggering towards it.She frowned.Sidney Morgan had always came to Bradford ever since her father had died.The cabin was on the west side of Bradford among the woods, so it was far from any road, people knew it was private property and she had never been bothered before, until now.She heard a knock, well, more like a pound on the cabin front door. "Open the door." the voice said behind the door.Her hands began to shake, and her heart jump
It was six o’clock when she woke up the next morning. She stood up and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and have her bath. Minutes later, she was dressed in a short-sleeved shirt, a wool sweater she had inherited from her mother, and a form fitted jeans. She went into the living room, where she had left Brad last night, but he wasn’t there anymore. She checked the kitchen, back room, and the storage room, but he wasn’t there. She went outside to check the surrounding, but he still wasn’t there. Sidney began to wonder if he had left. She didn't know if that was possible but she knew that anything could happen. What was to be expected from someone she knew nothing about anyway? Why would he leave just like that? Maybe he wasn’t who he claimed to be, and he slipped away in the night before she could find out. Maybe he was a thief, and he had stolen something from her. Was that even possible? People lie about who the
“Good Morning, sleepy head.” Brad voice interrupted her lovely sweet dream. “Breakfast is ready.” He said.Sidney moaned and rolled over, facing him. The top she wore rode up her belly, and her creamy skin was on display.She looked so different while sleeping, and it made her look so innocent. She moved, and her hand moved from her chest. He could see her nipple through her top, and her thighs were on display.Brad gritted his teeth against the impulses traveling up his body. He would like nothing better than to stretch beside her, and pull her into his arms, and make love to her.He wished he was her man, he would love to be the man of this sweet, delicate, and strong woman. He could ask her if she had a boyfriend.“No.” he muttered, and shook his head.He gently nudged her shoulder and prayed that she woke up, because seeing her like this made him as hard as rock.“Sidney?&rdquo
Sidney called her mother as soon as she got back to Queensbury, and she heard the message she left for her in the machine.Her mother had left her a message that she wanted her to take over her step-father’s boutique that was in Queensbury.Who left that kind of message on a voice mail? Why would she even think she would be interested in taking over his business?When her mother picked up, she refused the offer outright. Her pride and thoughts of her father wouldn’t even allow her to consider the option.Claire on the other hand knew that she would turn down the offer because she knew the kind of strong-headed woman her daughter was. Apart from that fact, she knew she would feel guilty, but what Sidney didn’t know was that her father wouldn’t have minded at all, in fact, would be proud of her.Claire had helped her gotten her job where she worked now with so much pestering before she accepted.Her words were tha
When her office intercom buzzed, it yanked her away from her thoughts.She picked up the phone on her desk, and her boss's voice bumped into her ear so loud that she pulled the phone from her ears for a second.“Sidney, can you please come into my office.” He said.“Okay, sir.” She said and dropped the receiver.She crossed the room to pick up her jacket and went out of her office. When she got to her boss’ office, she met the person she least expected. Brad.What had gone wrong? She wondered.She had wondered why Brad was in their company, and why she was summoned when he was there.“Um… there you are Sidney, meet Mr. Humphrey, and Bradley this is Sidney Morgan.” Williams introduced.The innocent look on Brad’s face made her smile. She understood Brad didn’t want her boss to know that they knew each other, and she was so grateful.“Brad’s father is
As soon as Sidney opened her office door on Tuesday morning, Brad’s voice interrupted her legs from entering inside.“Good morning, Sidney, how was your night?” he asked, smiling.“Good morning, my night was splendid,” she replied. "I hope you had a great one too?"He nodded, yes.Sidney wasn’t sure if she had a splendid or a disturbing night because she couldn’t sleep. She was thinking about how she would cope with the countless time she would be spending alone with him.Brad was a good guy, she thought. He was a nice person, so she could relax. Coupled with the fact that he was also the sexiest man she’d met in… well, ever.She’d thought she preferred dark men until Brad. Now a tall, broad-chested, muscled up man with golden blonde hair was her idea of perfect.Forget the suits and ties he wore now; give her a guy in a t-shirt and a faded almost white jeans, with a r