yeah
right, what is it? Spit it out."
"Weeeelllll..."
She ran her fingers across my desk. Uh oh.
"No."
I started shaking my head before she could finish; whenever she starts a
sentence like that it never boded well for whoever was on the receiving end. I
don't know how many times she had caught me out there like that.
"How rude
Colin, you didn't even let me finish."
"And I'm
not going to whatever it is the answer is no N.O."
She huffed at
me, which was to be expected but I knew she wasn't done not by a long shot.
" Please
son I promise it's nothing bad, just one teensy weensy little favor."
And out came the
pouty lips.
"That look
only works on your husband woman, now get out of here so I can get to
work."
"Oh pooh,
what kind of son denies his mother and after thirty six hours of labor
too."
By this time I
was mouthing every word that came out of her mouth right along with her, she's
had the same spiel since I was six.
I laughed and
hugged her while marshaling her out the door, mom could be relentless and I
really needed to get ready for a conference call in ten minutes. "Okay
well since you won't do me this favor can I plan a little get away for you? It
would make your father and I feel so much better if you were taking care of
yourself. I'm sure your grandfather didn't expect you to work yourself into the
ground when he stepped down."
Maybe the old
codger hadn't expected that but neither did he expect his company to lose its
standing in the business arena. To stay on top you had to go that extra mile
and since dad refused to have anything to do with the business preferring his
medical Practice. It fell to Don and I to keep things running smoothly.
Our younger
sister Terry had just started her first year at The Fashion Institute and had
no interest whatsoever in the company, other than the revenue generated from
her shares that is.
"Okay,
okay, but not next week I have too much stuff lined up then."
"Very well
son, I'll see you in a couple days at the house for dinner." She smiled
like the cat that ate the canary and I gave her a playful glare as I realized I
had played right into her hands. She'd gotten what she was really after after
all. Damn the woman was sneaky, I ought to tell her husband to keep her on a
leash, but he was just as much putty in her hands as her sons were. I shook my
head in laughter as I returned to my desk, my little family break all but
forgotten.
Chapter 2
Present Day
"What, what
are you doing here?"
It took everything
in me not to ring her pretty little neck. No one had ever crossed me before in
the corporate world I was known as a shark not someone to be trifled with. I
ran my life the way I wanted and made no bones about it, if someone crossed me
I crushed them without a second thought. But this...woman, this Jezebel had
deceived me in the most unforgivable way.
"You have
something of mine I believe." I stared at the bundle in her arms with my
heart in my throat as she recoiled as if from something deadly. That fear was
very well founded, as it took every ounce of civility I had left in me not to
do her bodily harm right then and there. No one took from me, and what she
sought to take if what I was fast coming to believe was true; was the most
precious of all.
"I don't
know what you mean." She looked everywhere but at me; brave little liar.
I walked towards
her menacingly cornering her so that there was no escape.
"Don't you?
Let's see shall we?"
She made to
escape me but I stopped her with one hand, while using the other to pull the
blanket away from the little head.
My breath caught
and my heart raced as I looked at the unruly head of odd colored hair, my hair.
"You
fucking bitch."
I had the baby
in my arms before she could even blink. I'd heard the reports but had hardly
believed, at the time knowing what a conniving little bitch she was I had made
myself believe that the child wasn't mine. She'd used me after all for her own
gains and it was my belief that
right, what is it? Spit it out."
"Weeeelllll..."
She ran her fingers across my desk. Uh oh.
"No."
I started shaking my head before she could finish; whenever she starts a
sentence like that it never boded well for whoever was on the receiving end. I
don't know how many times she had caught me out there like that.
"How rude
Colin, you didn't even let me finish."
"And I'm
not going to whatever it is the answer is no N.O."
She huffed at
me, which was to be expected but I knew she wasn't done not by a long shot.
" Please
son I promise it's nothing bad, just one teensy weensy little favor."
And out came the
pouty lips.
"That look
only works on your husband woman, now get out of here so I can get to
work."
"Oh pooh,
what kind of son denies his mother and after thirty six hours of labor
too."
By this time I
was mouthing every word that came out of her mouth right along with her, she's
had the same spiel since I was six.
I laughed and
hugged her while marshaling her out the door, mom could be relentless and I
really needed to get ready for a conference call in ten minutes. "Okay
well since you won't do me this favor can I plan a little get away for you? It
would make your father and I feel so much better if you were taking care of
yourself. I'm sure your grandfather didn't expect you to work yourself into the
ground when he stepped down."
Maybe the old
codger hadn't expected that but neither did he expect his company to lose its
standing in the business arena. To stay on top you had to go that extra mile
and since dad refused to have anything to do with the business preferring his
medical Practice. It fell to Don and I to keep things running smoothly.
Our younger
sister Terry had just started her first year at The Fashion Institute and had
no interest whatsoever in the company, other than the revenue generated from
her shares that is.
"Okay,
okay, but not next week I have too much stuff lined up then."
"Very well
son, I'll see you in a couple days at the house for dinner." She smiled
like the cat that ate the canary and I gave her a playful glare as I realized I
had played right into her hands. She'd gotten what she was really after after
all. Damn the woman was sneaky, I ought to tell her husband to keep her on a
leash, but he was just as much putty in her hands as her sons were. I shook my
head in laughter as I returned to my desk, my little family break all but
forgotten.
Chapter 2
Present Day
"What, what
are you doing here?"
It took everything
in me not to ring her pretty little neck. No one had ever crossed me before in
the corporate world I was known as a shark not someone to be trifled with. I
ran my life the way I wanted and made no bones about it, if someone crossed me
I crushed them without a second thought. But this...woman, this Jezebel had
deceived me in the most unforgivable way.
"You have
something of mine I believe." I stared at the bundle in her arms with my
heart in my throat as she recoiled as if from something deadly. That fear was
very well founded, as it took every ounce of civility I had left in me not to
do her bodily harm right then and there. No one took from me, and what she
sought to take if what I was fast coming to believe was true; was the most
precious of all.
"I don't
know what you mean." She looked everywhere but at me; brave little liar.
I walked towards
her menacingly cornering her so that there was no escape.
"Don't you?
Let's see shall we?"
She made to
escape me but I stopped her with one hand, while using the other to pull the
blanket away from the little head.
My breath caught
and my heart raced as I looked at the unruly head of odd colored hair, my hair.
"You
fucking bitch."
I had the baby
in my arms before she could even blink. I'd heard the reports but had hardly
believed, at the time knowing what a conniving little bitch she was I had made
myself believe that the child wasn't mine. She'd used me after all for her own
gains and it was my belief that
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