Trying not to be shocked at Max's question, Maryanne wonders, "Are you sure you want us there?"Through her phone, she hears Max laugh. "Yeah, of course, why wouldn't I?"She shrugs, even though she knows that he can't see her. "You had a long day. I'm sure you're exhausted.""I want to have dinner with the both of you though."Maryanne looks at the clock on her wall, "It might be too late for Riley to go out.""We can stay in the city. My penthouse has been empty for months. I'm sure it's okay for Riley to stay there one night.""Oh," Maryanne drifts off, her mind reeling with images of the condo.Max's voice shakes her of her reverie, though, "Maryanne it will be okay for one night, right?"She blinks in order to clear her thoughts, "Yeah, it'll be fine." It's only for one night, and it's not like there are strong memories of the two of them there."Good, I'm glad. Where do you want to eat?"She shakes her head once more, forgetting that she is on the phone. "It doesn't mat
It is difficult for Maryanne not to let her mouth drop open with awe at the sight of the large building in front of her. Is this where Max works? No, is this really the building he owns?There must be over forty floors, the entire siding of the structure gleaming glass. The moonlight of the early evening glints off parts of the building, shimmering on the material."Woah," Maryanne releases a sigh as she stares up, her neck aching as she bends it back.Max watches her from the corner of his eye for a moment. "It's not that great of a building. Nothing for you to be so starstruck about," he chuckles at her, his lips curling as he catches the amazement in her expression."What are you talking about?" Maryanne only glances at him momentarily, her brow furrowing, before she looks back up at the building in wonder, "This is huge." She shakes her head at Max's reaction before looking down at Riley who is staring at a flock of birds. Maryanne begins to laugh, "Riley could care less about
Maryanne tries to act naturally under the intensity of Daniel's inspection. He is acting polite, and yet his eyes are constantly roaming Maryanne. Not in a creepy way, but as if he is noticing that she does not quite belong in the glittering dress that Max had bought her. "You have worked with Max for a while," she finally asks.Daniel nods, watching as Riley ignores the both of them and sits on one of the chairs, twirling around in circles. "Yes. I have been working with him for close to seven years now.""That's a lot of time together."He folds his arms, "I hope to be able to spend another seven with him as well. To see Max grow as a CEO and a leader throughout the years has really been an honor."Maryanne isn't sure what else to say, so she only nods and peers around the room. Daniel's voice beings to shift, a tightness forming in the back of his throat, "I do have to say, though, that the last few months Max has been quite off his game."Swallowing her unease, Maryanne refu
Maryanne remains silent the entire drive to the penthouse. Her mind refuses to calm down as thoughts about Max and his company constantly run through her brain. Is she really holding him back? If he didn't have a child tying him down, he could be in Europe or Asia right now negotiating the details for his new companies.They weren't dating, and yet she still felt the guilt of responsibility for holding him back from his potential. Is Daniel right?Max, having not bothered her in the slightest the entire drive, speaks now, his voice gravelly, "We're here."Maryanne is swarmed with memories of the penthouse as she stares up at the high-rise. The pictures that had been texted to her and also the moment of heat Max and she shared the one time she visited the condo. It was the one moment that she was actually vulnerable and almost gave herself to him. Her one second in lapse of judgement. The warring of emotions has caused her to space out and not realize that Max has already exited the
It has only been two days since their trip into the city, and yet Maryanne knows that Max has noticed her distance. He has made an effort to search throughout the house for her. He finds her in her small hideaway in the library where she hides, reading a book. He also finds her in the back yard, sipping on a cup of hot cocoa, even though no one ever goes out the back door. He seems to be constantly keeping an eye on her.When he finds her, he tries to muster up a warmhearted smile, even though Maryanne can sense the odd pain in his gaze. He brings up questions about her work, or how she is handling the cold weather. Soon it will be the end of January. One more month closer to the end of their year together. All Maryanne has to do is hold out and keep her emotions close. It is becoming increasingly difficult, though, as Max grows more and more persistent."Maryanne, there you are." Max erupts into Riley's playroom where Maryanne sits, cross-legged on the floor pretending to clean up t
Once the movie has finished and Riley is put down for the night, they both sit in Max's study, both sipping on a drink that Max brings the conversation back around, "Can we talk about what is bothering you now?"Maryanne knew this was coming. He had stopped badgering her during the movie, but she knew the moment she agreed to have a drink with him that he was going to bring this up once more. "Max," she sighs, tension building in her shoulders, "there is so much.""Is it about Riley?" He takes another swig of the hard liquor in his glass, his dense gaze shadowed by the dim lighting in the room causes Maryanne to become wracked with an odd, heated shiver."Yeah. . ." It is all she can say as she stares into her own glass, swirling the contents around.Max gives her a moment, maybe hoping that she would continue, but when she doesn't, he asks, "Maryanne?"Holding down the real reason she is overwhelmed and withdrawn, Maryanne decides to bring up another topic that is just as stressf
Maryanne knows that she has been avoiding Max the best she can, but after their conversation the night before, she has come to realize that she has been allowing Daniel's words to dictate her actions. Sure, she wants Max to be as successful as he can be, but how does Daniel know that he can't do that and be with Maryanne? She doesn't completely believe that Max was telling the truth when he whispered he loved her in the theatre room on Christmas, but she is hopeful that she can make their interactions less forced.Breathing in deeply, facing the door to Max's study, Maryanne brings her hand up and knocks. "Max," she says as she slowly opens the door."Yes," he says, but continues to stare down at the paperwork on his desk. His one elbow is resting on surface while his hand holds his head up."I am sorry to bother you," she speaks softly, her feet shifting back and forth as she is not sure what to do as she stands before him. Her nerves tighten as she wonders if he will even say yes.
Although Maryanne has come to the realization that Daniel sent her those photos mainly to force her to leave Max, which in the end worked, she still is uncomfortable with the fact that Max was allowing the women to hang all over him. She wants to confront him, but she is unsure if she even has the right anymore. For now, she will focus on their night out."Woah," Max breathes out as soon as Maryanne begins to descend the stairs into the foyer. "What, does it look bad?"She knew she should've picked a more subtle dress. She wanted to show Max that she can pick out her own wardrobe and still be fashionable. Maybe she went a little too overboard, though.Maryanne looks down at the elegant violet dress that clings to her form but not in a way that is restricting. It shimmers in the bright lights. The dress stops just above her breasts, leaving her shoulders bare, before falling into flowing sleeves. She put on a glimmering necklace to accentuate her collarbone. She is terrible in heel