One minute Christopher was fixing himself a brandy and asking Heather if she wanted one, the next minute he was spilling his guts to her. He had told Heather everything that had transpired concerning his marriage – from the beginning to end.
Heather was flabbergasted. She was quiet as a church mouse when he had finally finished.
Christopher plopped down in the chair across from her next to the fireplace. “Don’t just sit there gawking, Heather. Say something.”
She was still silent. And then her mouth dropped open. “That . . . was one of the most . . . craziest stories I’ve ever heard. I’ve heard of arranged marriages. I’ve even heard of marriages taking
Christopher woke up without a hangover which he was grateful about. He had expected one since he hadn’t eaten before he started drinking last night. It was five a.m. He usually woke up between six and seven. But, he had turned in early last night because of the brandy.He missed Selena not being next to him in bed. His bed had never felt so empty than it has for the past two months. Today was the last day he was going to wake up alone.Not wanting to waste a moment of the day, he got out of bed. Christopher picked up the phone on the nightstand to ring William. He knew it was still pretty early, but Christopher was somewhat sure William never slept. When his butler picked up on the second ring, Christopher had asked for his breakfast to be ready in an hour.After Christopher took a shower, he put on a tan suit with a white shirt. He didn’t feel like wearing a tie today so he inserted a silver stud in the collar where a tie would be. He grabbed his wa
Selena felt something on her cheek. At first she thought she was dreaming. Then she felt a pair of lips on her forehead. She opened her eyes. As they came into focus, she felt a thumb caressing her cheek. Her mouth dropped open at the sight of her estranged husband. “Christopher,” she said softly. “I’m here,” he said. I see that. “Hey, honey,” a familiar voice greeted. She turned her head to see Trevor on the other side of the bed. Bruce was standing behind him. “What . . . how did you know I
Once they were inside, Selena told Christopher that she was going to lay down for a while.“All right, you can run, but you can’t hide,” he had said. Selena had rolled her eyes and climbed the stairs. After she had changed into a white T-shirt and baggy blue shorts, she lay on her back and dosed off. When she woke up, it was an hour later. She wanted to unpack the rest of the things for the nursery. Her plan was to call Beverly to see if she and Chuck could come over tomorrow so they could finish what they started. Selena padded to the nursery. She stopped short in the door way at the sight of Christopher with his sleeves rolled up putting the crib together. H
It was Friday evening. The wine had been poured and snacks were on platters. The meeting of the Fantasy Fiction Writing Club was now in session. Selena, Joanna, and Beverly were sitting at the kitchen table in Selena’s one bedroom apartment. “Okay, ladies, who wants to go first?” Joanna asked. She worked as a maid at the Hudson Estate outside of New York City. She lived in the servant’s quarters on the estate. However, leaving the estate was the only time Joanna could wear jeans and a T-shirt and let her blonde hair down. “Selena. She always goes first,” Beverly answered. Beverly was a struggling freelance writer and temp worker for a temporary agency. Her brown hair came to her earlobe. It was a miracle she had tonight off. “Besi
CEO of real estate conglomerate the Hudson Group, Christopher Hudson, stood at the front of the conference room next to the huge screen as he told his president and VPs what he wanted their next project to be. “This is four-hundred and seventy acres, gentlemen,” Christopher said. “Where can you find that much land anymore? I’ll answer that for you. Hardly nowhere. This land in Vermont is begging to be developed.” He slowly flipped through the slides of trees, grass, and mountains as far as the eye could see. “Into what?” Trevor, his brother and president of Hudson, asked. “A resort,” Christopher answered plainly. “It will be for upper and m
Selena called Uncle Bill as soon as Christopher left the office. Uncle Bill had said that the clerk at the county office had called and told him some guy was asking about her family’s land. The description fit Christopher Hudson. The clerk didn’t know Selena owned the land, but she did know Bill was the overseer of it. Bill hadn’t thought anything of it at the time because a handful of folks had stumbled upon the serene land and inquired about it. Some folks were just curious. Others wanted to rent the property temporarily for something like shooting a movie. Selena had allowed movies to be shot on the property for a fee. The money always went back into the trust. “Do you want to sell the land, sweetheart?” Uncle Bill asked. “No. The on
Christopher had taken a break on Friday after work by visiting his favorite good time girls, identical twins, Angel and Heavenly. When he had first met them, he couldn’t believe that was their really names, but they were. The sisters were sweet, did what he liked, and didn’t expect anything afterwards – not even money. They just liked fucking him. He didn’t blame them. He was an excellent lover and he knew that because women had told him – even his history professor during his junior year in undergrad had said so. Now, it was Saturday and he had to get back to work. The Bethel Project was too big – too important. No stone could be left unturned concerning research. He still hadn’t found out who owned the property, but he had his people working on it around the clock. 
It was ten p.m. and Christopher was sitting up in bed with his laptop on his lap. Since he didn’t have the flash drive he needed to work, he enjoyed the works of Winter Rose. He had to admit he was flattered that Selena lusted after him like this – even though she thought he was an asshole ninety percent of the time. And he was. He proudly admitted that. Having a reputation for being an asshole made people think twice about screwing him over. It was a good rep to have in business. His secretary three years ago had gotten pregnant and was on maternity. Human Resources had called a temp agency and Selena was in his office the next day.When his old secretary had called and said she wasn’t coming back, Christopher had hung up the phone, walked to the Selena who was at the file cabinet and asked, “How wou