Christopher had to have misheard her – or she was joking. That’s what it was. It was a joke. She’s fighting not to smile.
He exhaled as he bent over to pick up his glass. “This is no time for jokes, Selena. This is a serious business discussion.” He stood.
“I know that – and I am serious,” she stated with a straight face. “You marry me and the land is yours.”
Christopher’s eyebrows furrowed as he examined her. Jesus, she is serious.
“Have you lost your mind?” he asked with astonishment.
Luckily for Selena, Beverly was waiting in her Camry a mile outside of the Hudson Estate. She had said she thought Selena was behind her until she realized she wasn’t. She had gone back, but by the time she did, the window was closed. Beverly had raced back to Joanna’s living quarters and told her what happened. They had decided that it was best for Beverly to leave the estate before it was lockdown at midnight and wait. Beverly had said that she was sure a cop car was going to come racing up the road, but instead she got a call on her cell from Joanna stating that she waited outside on the grounds to see Selena walk out the front door. It had been three minutes to midnight when Joanna got Selena to the gate. Theo was still on. He had opened the gate and stayed with Joanna and Selena until Beverly circled back. He had asked what hap
Today was the day and Selena came prepared. She carried a big brown box into the office and sat it on her desk. There was a part of her that was surprised that her keycard still worked in the employee door. So either he was going to agree to her terms or he was expecting her to make a counter offer that didn’t involve matrimony. Selena thought it best to carry out her duties until Christopher arrived. Selena started the coffeemaker. Then, she went through the mail she had picked up on her way to the office. All of it was junk for the exception of one invitation to a charity event. She took the invitation out and paper clipped the RSVP card to the invite and carried it to Christopher’s door. She opened it and nearly jumped when she saw he was perched on his des
A few days later, Christopher had tossed a checkbook on Selena’s desk and had said that was her one million dollar wedding budget and strode into his office. The account had her and Christopher’s name on it. That’s when Selena knew she would be planning the wedding with little input from the groom to be. No matter. She enlisted Beverly and Joanna as consultants. They were a little apprehensive once Selena had explained how she ended up engaged to her boss, but they rallied and supported her. They had helped her pick out a two carrot ring engagement ring and they also had helped her find a wedding coordinator who wasn’t extremely expensive, yet, good. Selena had made it clear to the coordinator that they had to stay on budget. The coordinator had understood and started coming up with tasteful and cost reducing ideas
Bruce and Selena walked side by side up the grand staircase. The wood on the banisters were thick and shined like a new penny. “What do you think of the house so far?” he asked. “It’s nice,” she answered. They got to the landing. The hall seemed to go on forever. “The first few doors are storage. The third door to the left is the butler’s pantry,” he said as they slowly glided down the hall. Selena nodded. “Selena,” he beg
It was the third week of October and news of the engagement had hit the local papers this morning. It was a small, discrete announcement placed by Meghan, so Selena was not expecting the onslaught of calls that had bombarded her for two hours. She had become overwhelmed with requests for interviews and quotes for gossip columnists. She didn’t think it was smart to say anything significant until she consulted with Christopher. So she told them that she couldn’t comment on the matter and promised to get back to them. Some of them wouldn’t let her off the phone so she had made her apologizes, giving an excuse and swiftly hung up before they could say anything more. The calls were tying up the phone, keeping legitimate business calls from coming through. As all four phone lines rang off the hook, Christopher slammed into the offic
Selena was hanging out in her living room with Joanna and Beverly. They had temporarily dissolved their writing club. When the three main characters of their fantasies discovered they were part of their fantasies it had taken the fun out of writing about them. They sipped wine and chatted. There was a knock on the door. Selena stood and padded to the door in her socks. She looked out the peephole to see a delivery man. She didn’t remember ordering anything. Selena opened the door. “Hello,” she greeted. “Selena Fitz?” he asked.&nbs
It was the week before Thanksgiving and Christopher was roused awake by rustling and talking outside of his bedroom doors. “What the hell?” he asked groggily as he raised his head. The alarm clock said it was seven a.m. It was Saturday. He hated getting up early on the weekend if he didn’t have to. He whipped the white sheet, baby blue blanket, and blue comforter off and slowly got up. Not bothering to put on a shirt or his slippers he walked slowly to the doors and opened one of them. Christopher was taken aback by the movers who were taking furniture out of the bedroom counter clockwise from him. “What the hell is going on?” he asked roughly. “Good morning, sir,
It was Monday afternoon, and Bruce and Trevor had invited Selena to the mansion for last minute Thanksgiving preparations. Christopher was at a stockholders meeting at a company he had personal interest in. It had nothing to do with The Hudson Group. When William answered the door and took her coat, he escorted her to the kitchen where Trevor and the chef, Alex, were waiting for her. Almost everything in the kitchen was stainless steel for the exception of the white cabinets, counter, and the white breakfast nook with the green cushions in the seat. “So what do you think of the menu, honey?” Trevor asked as he stood next to her. Selena sat at the end of the nook. “It looks go