drives us back to Aidan’s house.
The meal was spectacular which only reiterated my decision to tell Jeremiah about the quaint little venue. Maybe we could do lunch there – I’m sure it would be even more delightful without the company of Amelia.
Adam was lovely, we chatted quietly about several things including the fact he was based in Chicago and both he and Amelia had just recently taken over their fathers company, which specialized in real estate developments. Amelia however had relocated to Los Angeles with the goal of expanding the company’s dealings on the west coast.
The project they were collaborating on with the Stone Corporation was a thirty-story luxury high-rise group of condominiums in Chicago. I also learnt that the senior Mr. Anderson, Alexander (I was guessing the ‘A’ names was a theme in this family) was a former friend and business partner of Aidan’s father, although I got the distinct impression Aidan was not very fond of Alexander Anderson.
Overall Adam was sweet, mild mannered and was definitely overshadowed by his aggressive older sister. Amelia did most of the talking including being overtly flirtatious with Aidan which he ignored each time, brusquely bringing her back onto the topic of business.
“You’ve been rather quiet all evening.” He muses placing a kiss on top of my head.
“Hmm.”
My mother always told me that if I didn’t have anything good to say then I shouldn’t say anything at all. I felt prudent to use that sage advice at this juncture of the evening.
“Gabriella,” calls Aidan, shifting in the seat. “Look at me please.”
Turning my gaze from the view out the car window, I look over to Aidan.
“The restaurant’s beautiful and the meal was superb, don’t you think?”
“Yes it was and you were uncommonly pensive through most it. What’s up?”
“It was your business meeting, I didn’t want to monopolize the conversation,” I shrug, stretching the truth just a smidgen.
He response is to raise his eyebrows at me in challenge, silently calling me out.
Avoiding his watchful gaze, I stall. “Besides I was talking with Adam, he seemed nice enough.”
“And Amelia?” He smirks provokingly.
Oh, clever man, he really does know how to push my buttons. I guess I shouldn’t keep him waiting.
“If you’re asking my opinion about Amelia, I think she’s a man-eating, catty bitch. She has got the hot’s for you like a starving man at an all you can eat buffet.”
Chuckling Aidan retorts, his lip twitching. “Don’t hold back button , tell me how you really feel.”
“I don’t see what you find so funny. The woman was rude, dismissive and completely self-absorbed all evening. To top it off, she flirted with you all through dinner. In front of your girlfriend! If this wasn’t your business meeting, I would have told her where to go.”
“I do believe you’re jealous.” He grins, his chest moving in silent laughter.
“It’s not funny,” I hiss, pulling away from him.
I may have got over my earlier insecurity in regards to Amelia but I still didn’t appreciate her blatantly flirting with my boyfriend all through dinner.
“No it’s not,” he says soberly. “And yes, she was rude to you, which I did admonish her for if you remember.”
Actually he did do that. With every single snide remark she directed towards me. Throughout their discussion Aidan was cordially pleasant, charismatically charming however, every single time Amelia
The meal was spectacular which only reiterated my decision to tell Jeremiah about the quaint little venue. Maybe we could do lunch there – I’m sure it would be even more delightful without the company of Amelia.
Adam was lovely, we chatted quietly about several things including the fact he was based in Chicago and both he and Amelia had just recently taken over their fathers company, which specialized in real estate developments. Amelia however had relocated to Los Angeles with the goal of expanding the company’s dealings on the west coast.
The project they were collaborating on with the Stone Corporation was a thirty-story luxury high-rise group of condominiums in Chicago. I also learnt that the senior Mr. Anderson, Alexander (I was guessing the ‘A’ names was a theme in this family) was a former friend and business partner of Aidan’s father, although I got the distinct impression Aidan was not very fond of Alexander Anderson.
Overall Adam was sweet, mild mannered and was definitely overshadowed by his aggressive older sister. Amelia did most of the talking including being overtly flirtatious with Aidan which he ignored each time, brusquely bringing her back onto the topic of business.
“You’ve been rather quiet all evening.” He muses placing a kiss on top of my head.
“Hmm.”
My mother always told me that if I didn’t have anything good to say then I shouldn’t say anything at all. I felt prudent to use that sage advice at this juncture of the evening.
“Gabriella,” calls Aidan, shifting in the seat. “Look at me please.”
Turning my gaze from the view out the car window, I look over to Aidan.
“The restaurant’s beautiful and the meal was superb, don’t you think?”
“Yes it was and you were uncommonly pensive through most it. What’s up?”
“It was your business meeting, I didn’t want to monopolize the conversation,” I shrug, stretching the truth just a smidgen.
He response is to raise his eyebrows at me in challenge, silently calling me out.
Avoiding his watchful gaze, I stall. “Besides I was talking with Adam, he seemed nice enough.”
“And Amelia?” He smirks provokingly.
Oh, clever man, he really does know how to push my buttons. I guess I shouldn’t keep him waiting.
“If you’re asking my opinion about Amelia, I think she’s a man-eating, catty bitch. She has got the hot’s for you like a starving man at an all you can eat buffet.”
Chuckling Aidan retorts, his lip twitching. “Don’t hold back button , tell me how you really feel.”
“I don’t see what you find so funny. The woman was rude, dismissive and completely self-absorbed all evening. To top it off, she flirted with you all through dinner. In front of your girlfriend! If this wasn’t your business meeting, I would have told her where to go.”
“I do believe you’re jealous.” He grins, his chest moving in silent laughter.
“It’s not funny,” I hiss, pulling away from him.
I may have got over my earlier insecurity in regards to Amelia but I still didn’t appreciate her blatantly flirting with my boyfriend all through dinner.
“No it’s not,” he says soberly. “And yes, she was rude to you, which I did admonish her for if you remember.”
Actually he did do that. With every single snide remark she directed towards me. Throughout their discussion Aidan was cordially pleasant, charismatically charming however, every single time Amelia
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