with you. I want to support you. You aren’t twisting my arm.” I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to my face. “I don’t think you have ever twisted my arm, do you?” She shook her head. I gave her a chaste kiss then released her arms and walked across the room. “I need to go into work for a bit today. But I should be home by lunch. Is that okay?” I turned to face her. “It’s a Sunday, Norah. What could you need to do today?” Before she could answer I kept going. “I think this would qualify as taking time away from me, wouldn’t you?” This time I waited for her to say something. “I’ll only be a few hours. We can got out for lunch, see a movie and walk around the streets window shopping the rest of the day.” She was smiling, so I smiled too.
Norah
I answered a few emails about the chairs we were renting from a new company and the wait staff’s attire for the event. I printed out a list of 25 names Mrs. Saunders wanted added to the party. I forward the list to Tim and requested that he send out invitations over night to the new 25 and then took out the seating chart and tried to see where I could fit these new people. “I didn’t know you wore glasses?” I looked up to see Nick standing in the doorway. “What are you doing here?” I asked as I stood up and took off my glasses. He smirked, walked in and sat in the chair across from my desk. “I didn’t invite you in and I certainly didn’t say you could sit down.” He crossed his legs and pressed his pointer fingers to his lips. “Norah, I just came here to talk.” I rolled my eyes and put my glasses back on. I grabbed my eraser and leaned over my desk to get back to work. “I’m surprised to see you here on a Sunday,” he said. “Apparently most things I do surprise you.” I was impassive and didn’t even look up. “The glasses suit you. You look intelligent and focused.” He paused. “I like the yoga pants and fitted shirt as well. You’re very trim and well proportioned, aren’t you Norah?” I snickered at the ‘well proportioned’ comment. “That’s one I haven’t heard before, but thank you. I guess.” I leaned back over and erased a few names and added some others. “So what did Liam say to you?” This made me look up. “To make you trust him, restructure your life for him….love him?” Again I took my glasses off, but I didn’t know what to say. “I mean, you’ve moved to another country to be with a man that bought you. Most women would never forgive a man that bought her.” I still didn’t say anything. “I heard you left him. Why did you come back?” He didn’t seem to really want an answer from me. “What did he say to lure you back to him?” He took a small rectangle package out of his suit jacket. It was wrapped in black paper with a red burlap bow around it. He laid it down on my seating chart. “I bought you a little present. Good luck with your new job and your new life, Norah. I’ll see you soon.” He winked and walked out of my office. I opened the package to find a small copy of ‘The Princess Bride’ by William Goldman. It was black leather bound with silver writing. When I opened the first page I saw his personal note. Dearest Norah, Your wish is my command. Nick Meyers I had no idea what it meant but I knew it wasn’t good. I dropped the book in my top drawer and closed it. I knew if I took it home there was a great chance that Liam would find it. Monday morning I opened my office door to find a huge vase of flowers sitting on my desk. I grabbed the card and read it. Dearest Norah, A rose for a rose Nick Meyers I crumpled the card in my hand and took the flowers into Margaret’s office. I left them without a note. She wasn’t in yet, and I knew she would love the flowers and the mystery that came along with trying to find out who had sent them to her. I worked quietly most of the day. Answering emails, making calls and of course working on the new