cute and sweet. But he didn’t do it for me.”
“What are you hiding from me , Summer Skye Wilson?” I inquired, narrowing my eyes at her.
“ So do you remember when I told you about that guy in the elevator?”
My interest was definitely piqued. “ Okay, I’m going to forgive your abrupt change of subject because I’m intrigued. Yes, I remember. Mr. Ford,” I answered, my smile growing.
“ Do you remember him from when you worked at the Infinity Building?” Summer asked, struggling to contain her smile.
“I don’t remember a Ford. Well, not a young, hot one an yway. The only one I remember is Martin Ford. He’s the CEO of StratFord. And he’s at least sixty.” I frowned a bit. “That’s not the hot, model type you met in the elevator, is it? I mean, if it is, that’s cool too. No judgment here,” I stated with amusement. “And you know, they say ‘the older the berry, the sweeter the juice.’”
“That’s not the saying Auty!” Summer laughed. “And no, he’s not sixty! He’s around our age and he is sexy. So, so sexy.” She made a little noise and shook her head before she continued. “Anyway, I don’t know why I didn’t think to ask when I told you about him, but Johnathan mentioned they knew each other from work. And since you two used to work together, it occurred to me that you might know him.”
“Sorry I couldn’t be of service. But I’m missing the connection here. Were you thinking about Mr. Ford the whole time you were out with Johnathan?”
S he replied guiltily, “In my defense, it was only because I saw him tonight.”
“What?” I exclaimed. “You saw the mystery man? I need details!”
“ I saw him alright. He was on a date with some beautiful photographer and her photography was being showcased tonight.” Her tone had a subtle bite to it that usually indicated she was perturbed.
“Oh wow. I’m sorry, girl.”
“Oh no .” She waved her hand in the air. “It’s cool. I don’t even know him. I just learned his name tonight. And they looked happy.” Summer was always nonchalant when it came to men. But the look in her eyes gave her away and I knew that whatever happened tonight had stung.
“Are you okay?” I asked gently.
“I’m fine,” she replied with no emotion. “He’s not single and I’m only dating guys you pick out this month so...” She shrugged nonchalantly.
I reached over the table and grabbed her hand. “Everything happens for a reason.”
She nodded and smiled tightly. “It’s getting late.”
I stifled a yawn and glanced at my phone. “Yeah it is.”
We got up from the tab le and headed upstairs. After saying goodnight, I showered and climbed into bed. As soon as the cool sheets settled around my body, I felt my muscles relax. Thoughts of past dates circled my mind as I drifted in and out of consciousness. Good dates, bad dates, decent men, good men, great men. But never, the right man, I thought before I succumbed to sleep.
Several hours later, my cell phone buzzing against the nightstand awakened me with a start. Groggily, I grabbed the phone and answered it.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Autumn, it’s Max.”
“Yeah,” I responded as I snuggled back down in my covers, pulling the comforter over my head. “Is everything okay?”
“Depends. Where are you?”
“At home. In bed. What’s going on , Max?”
“We were supposed to meet to work on the project this morning over breakfast. I’m here and you’re not.”
Oh no, I thought with panic coursing through my body. I threw the covers off of me and leaped out of bed. “Maximillian, I am so sorry. Meet me at the office. I’ll make it up to you, I promise. I’ll be there as soon as possible.”
“Okay,” Max said dr yly.
Ending the call, I tossed the phone on the bed and rushed to get ready. In a record thirty minutes, I was
“What are you hiding from me , Summer Skye Wilson?” I inquired, narrowing my eyes at her.
“ So do you remember when I told you about that guy in the elevator?”
My interest was definitely piqued. “ Okay, I’m going to forgive your abrupt change of subject because I’m intrigued. Yes, I remember. Mr. Ford,” I answered, my smile growing.
“ Do you remember him from when you worked at the Infinity Building?” Summer asked, struggling to contain her smile.
“I don’t remember a Ford. Well, not a young, hot one an yway. The only one I remember is Martin Ford. He’s the CEO of StratFord. And he’s at least sixty.” I frowned a bit. “That’s not the hot, model type you met in the elevator, is it? I mean, if it is, that’s cool too. No judgment here,” I stated with amusement. “And you know, they say ‘the older the berry, the sweeter the juice.’”
“That’s not the saying Auty!” Summer laughed. “And no, he’s not sixty! He’s around our age and he is sexy. So, so sexy.” She made a little noise and shook her head before she continued. “Anyway, I don’t know why I didn’t think to ask when I told you about him, but Johnathan mentioned they knew each other from work. And since you two used to work together, it occurred to me that you might know him.”
“Sorry I couldn’t be of service. But I’m missing the connection here. Were you thinking about Mr. Ford the whole time you were out with Johnathan?”
S he replied guiltily, “In my defense, it was only because I saw him tonight.”
“What?” I exclaimed. “You saw the mystery man? I need details!”
“ I saw him alright. He was on a date with some beautiful photographer and her photography was being showcased tonight.” Her tone had a subtle bite to it that usually indicated she was perturbed.
“Oh wow. I’m sorry, girl.”
“Oh no .” She waved her hand in the air. “It’s cool. I don’t even know him. I just learned his name tonight. And they looked happy.” Summer was always nonchalant when it came to men. But the look in her eyes gave her away and I knew that whatever happened tonight had stung.
“Are you okay?” I asked gently.
“I’m fine,” she replied with no emotion. “He’s not single and I’m only dating guys you pick out this month so...” She shrugged nonchalantly.
I reached over the table and grabbed her hand. “Everything happens for a reason.”
She nodded and smiled tightly. “It’s getting late.”
I stifled a yawn and glanced at my phone. “Yeah it is.”
We got up from the tab le and headed upstairs. After saying goodnight, I showered and climbed into bed. As soon as the cool sheets settled around my body, I felt my muscles relax. Thoughts of past dates circled my mind as I drifted in and out of consciousness. Good dates, bad dates, decent men, good men, great men. But never, the right man, I thought before I succumbed to sleep.
Several hours later, my cell phone buzzing against the nightstand awakened me with a start. Groggily, I grabbed the phone and answered it.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Autumn, it’s Max.”
“Yeah,” I responded as I snuggled back down in my covers, pulling the comforter over my head. “Is everything okay?”
“Depends. Where are you?”
“At home. In bed. What’s going on , Max?”
“We were supposed to meet to work on the project this morning over breakfast. I’m here and you’re not.”
Oh no, I thought with panic coursing through my body. I threw the covers off of me and leaped out of bed. “Maximillian, I am so sorry. Meet me at the office. I’ll make it up to you, I promise. I’ll be there as soon as possible.”
“Okay,” Max said dr yly.
Ending the call, I tossed the phone on the bed and rushed to get ready. In a record thirty minutes, I was
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