"You want me to do what?” Bea shouted. She could not believe Tommy. There was absolutely no way that she was hearing him correctly.“I want you to stay in my place until the baby is born,” Tommy repeated, he didn’t sound like he was joking at all.“I know you don’t want to get married and it was too rash for me to have asked you without thinking, but you have denied me almost nine months of knowing of my child’s existence. I don’t want to spend another minute being away from him or her,” Tommy continued and Bea stared harder at him.Surely he had gone mad. A few hours ago, she could vividly recall that he was pissed at her, and now he wanted them to live together.“No,” she said and tried to sit up from the bed, she could not be around him at the moment. Standing up was a bit uncomfortable, given the fact that she was still tired and her stomach was bigger than a watermelon. Tommy gave her a see what I am talking about look and helped to sit up. She hated to think that she actually ne
As expected, things were a bit awkward after the kiss. Bea was not sure what to think or believe but things were not going according to her plan, she was getting too close to him. Bea did not expect Tommy to maltreat her or her child, but then again, she didn’t expect him to be so courteous and such a gentleman.It seemed that his anger with her ended after the dinner at Kristen’s house. After kissing her that morning, he promptly apologized and left her to enjoy her breakfast alone. Bea wanted to tell him that she didn’t want his apology that she wanted him to keep on kissing her, but she killed the thoughts as soon as they surfaced. After brushing her teeth, she sat on her bed and enjoyed the scrumptious breakfast.She took her bath and wore her clothes from the previous night before she went out to the living room again. Tommy was looking as handsome and rugged as ever. He was wearing a black short sleeve tee that showed his tattoos and accentuated his muscles. He stood up from the
Adrian straightened his tie as he browsed the crowd tiredly, nodding his head in greeting to the few people he recognized. He could not wait to get out of the building, the fact that it was full of pretentious men and women, faking smiles and still betraying one another irked him. To be sincere, his father’s circle sickened him, the fact that he kept such toxic people around him just because of business was something Adrian could never stand.The shining gold design of the hall was blinding and it seemed that the designer didn’t think that people would actually be in the hall, people that wanted to look at the area without cringing from the sight.He twirled his wine glass, careful to avoid any spill while he kept his eyes on his father who looked like he was weaseling his way into someone’s mind and money. Clayton Tremont was already getting old as he was in his late fifties, but he refused to admit it, even to himself. Adrian’s father continued to dye his hair, wear the most expensi
Some Crazy CoincidencesKristen smoothened the imaginary wrinkles from her black skirt, she hoped that she looked as official as she wanted to. She was pretty nervous that morning as she was about to present a project to her father’s would-be partners. Kristen had purposefully added a lot of makeup to her face so that she would look older and hopefully, more professional.“You will do good Kris,” her father assured her as they both walked into the high-rise building. Her father was a man who hardly dished out praise and even though she knew he loved her to bits, he barely said the actual words. And so she treasured the words her father said, holding them close to her heart, smiling as her high-heeled shoes made clicks on the tiled floor.She would do well, if her father said so, then it would be so, she assured herself.Tremont Realtors was a huge company, and she didn’t need to have a degree in Business Administration to know that it meant good business for her father. Not that her f
"And that is why the partnership between Tremont Realtors and Indiana Hotels would be beneficial,” Kristen ended finally and took in a deep shaky breath. She was convinced that she actually did very well, she saw looks of approval from several of the men seated, she smiled when she saw her father nod his head, her heart filling with joy, and he was not disappointed. A certain somebody refused to smile or even give her a nod of appreciation. Adrian had been staring at her, his blue eyes boring into her skin as she talked. When she began, he looked shocked that she knew all of that and she internally smirked, patting herself on the shoulder. Before she could praise herself more, he schooled his expression back to the frown he was wearing when he first saw her. If she had not been so sure, she would have said she had not seen right. “Bravo! Bravo!” Clayton Tremont said as he clapped his hands, his blue eyes shining in wonder and his brown hair falling over his eyes. Even in that situ
“I will not do it, nothing you say will make me change my mind Dad,” Kristen said to her father. She was angry, furious even. She could not believe that her father had so little faith in her; he didn’t believe that she could actually run the company on her own. Rather, he thought the grumpy asshole was a better candidate.“I am not forcing you into this Kristen. All I am asking is that you get know him, who knows you might actually fall in love.” As her father was talking, Kristen was vehemently shaking her head in negation. She knew how it usually worked, her father was just stalling, he wanted her to marry Adrian and he would most probably guilt trip her into doing just that, Kristen did not want that at all.“No daddy, there is no way I will marry him. Talk to him mother,” she said, finally involving her mother in the argument. Kristen’s mother was sitting quietly beside her father as Kristen marched to and fro in front of them.“You should listen to your father Kristen, he is maki
"That infuriating, infuriating man, I cannot believe he said that to me!” Kristen said out loud as she walked back and forth inside her empty room. She didn’t appreciate the decor of her room which she usually praised herself for as her anger blinded her. On a normal day, she would stare at the beautiful decor of her room. She would have looked at the calm and serene painting of the sea that she had demanded to be put there. She would have stared at the soft tones of blues and greens as it had just been put there a few days ago. But Kristen was furious, annoyed infuriated. All she could think of was the annoyed words that she wanted to release on the infuriating bastard.She had worn just the oversized T-shirt to annoy him, and to show that she didn’t care about the entire ordeal, that there was no way she would dress up for that. She wanted to prove to herself that she did not care what he thought about her and she had only ended up sorely disappointed.The only thing she had manag
"You mean I have to spend two weeks on an island with him!” Kristen shouted. She did not like the idea of being with Adrian for two minutes, much less being with him for two whole weeks. It was a stupid idea by her parents to make her like him and it was not working, not one bit. “You can get to know him better,” her mother said.“I don’t want to get to know him. I thought you will talk to Dad about Thomas?” She asked her mother. She was so furious. She could not believe that after she had so much faith that her mother would actually talk to her father, she believed that her father would actually change his mind about her marrying the infuriating bastard.“Thomas is not a good choice Kristen.” Her mother was trying to be sympathetic; Kristen knew this but it not justify the way she spoke of Thomas, of her as though they were cattle to be traded.“You do remember we are human mother. We are not animals. We are meant to have choices!” She sounded much harsher than she intended but fran