intrusive woman that I would indeed be in a tux. I didn’t mention her comment about Emily, determined that I would handle it face to face tonight.
I buzzed my assistant on the intercom. “Sylvie, I need a black tux delivered to my home by five this evening.”
Sylvie assured me that she would have it done and I turned towards the mountain of paperwork on my desk for the new hotel Belmont International was planning on opening next month downtown, grateful for the potential distraction from Emily, her ex and Charlette.
EMILY
By the time I got home that evening I was exhausted both physically and mentally. Julien hadn’t responded to my message earlier and honestly I was relieved. I had too much going on today to deal with the sexy Frenchmen. I decided that I would call him tomorrow. Tonight my call would be to Diana. After freeing myself from the confines of my chefs’ uniform, I plopped onto my oversized couch. I grabbed the remote and switched the TV on but placed it on mute. I threw the remote to my side lightly and reached over to the wooden coffee table for the phone and started dialing.
I called several times and each time she hadn’t picked up. It was so unlike Diana. Even in her deepest sleep, which really wasn’t deep at all, she always answered. She was the most reliable one of the group. Adam is right, there is definitely more to all of this.
I thought back to Diana’s reaction to my speaking with Adam the day before and the horror on her face when I informed her that I would be speaking to him again. Something was going on and I needed to get to the bottom of it . My brain was fried, so I called Suzie and asked her to come over.
Thirty minutes later, Suzie was at my door with beer and take out. “Open up Roberts!” she yelled as she pounded on my door.
With a smile I opened the door. “You’re lucky I love you and you brought food because I’d let you stand there all night for pounding on my door like that,” I jested as I pulled her in and half hugged her.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she said as she entered. I needed some advice and some cheering up and Suzie was good for both. She walked in and placed the beer and food on the counter. She pulled out two beers from the six-pack and opened them. She handed me a beer and we walked over to the couch.
“So… I hear you’re shagging the Frenchman again,” she smirked.
I wasn’t surprised that Diana had told Suzie about this morning. In fact, I was hoping that maybe Suzie knew what made Diana freak out earlier. This situation with Adam and Diana was confusing and I needed to get some answers and it seemed that the two of them weren’t talking.
“ Yeah… it’s something like that but that’s the least of my problems… I spoke to Adam,” I informed her, hoping that Diana had in fact told Suzie about my conversation with him. I was wrong.
“What? Adam? The same Adam you we re just saying ruined your life!? How in the heck did that happen?” Suzie demanded before taking a swig from her bear; her eyes bulging out as she was waiting for me to explain. I told her everything and by the time I was finished, Suzie sat with her mouth hanging open.
“Do you believe him?”
It was a simple question but for the life of me I couldn’t bring myself to offer up an answer. My heart wanted to believe that Diana had told me the truth that night but something deep inside my gut told me different and that was unnerving. The thought of her betraying me was too much to bear.
“Look Em’ I know how much you loved Adam and maybe something inside of you wants a logical reason to be behind everything that happened between the two of you, but for goodness sakes, the man is a freaking creep! He is obviously trying to screw with your mind and I’m not going to let that no good piece of crap hurt you again!”
“I’m not saying I believe him Suzie but something just isn’t right. You should have seen the look on Diana’s face when I told her I
I buzzed my assistant on the intercom. “Sylvie, I need a black tux delivered to my home by five this evening.”
Sylvie assured me that she would have it done and I turned towards the mountain of paperwork on my desk for the new hotel Belmont International was planning on opening next month downtown, grateful for the potential distraction from Emily, her ex and Charlette.
EMILY
By the time I got home that evening I was exhausted both physically and mentally. Julien hadn’t responded to my message earlier and honestly I was relieved. I had too much going on today to deal with the sexy Frenchmen. I decided that I would call him tomorrow. Tonight my call would be to Diana. After freeing myself from the confines of my chefs’ uniform, I plopped onto my oversized couch. I grabbed the remote and switched the TV on but placed it on mute. I threw the remote to my side lightly and reached over to the wooden coffee table for the phone and started dialing.
I called several times and each time she hadn’t picked up. It was so unlike Diana. Even in her deepest sleep, which really wasn’t deep at all, she always answered. She was the most reliable one of the group. Adam is right, there is definitely more to all of this.
I thought back to Diana’s reaction to my speaking with Adam the day before and the horror on her face when I informed her that I would be speaking to him again. Something was going on and I needed to get to the bottom of it . My brain was fried, so I called Suzie and asked her to come over.
Thirty minutes later, Suzie was at my door with beer and take out. “Open up Roberts!” she yelled as she pounded on my door.
With a smile I opened the door. “You’re lucky I love you and you brought food because I’d let you stand there all night for pounding on my door like that,” I jested as I pulled her in and half hugged her.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she said as she entered. I needed some advice and some cheering up and Suzie was good for both. She walked in and placed the beer and food on the counter. She pulled out two beers from the six-pack and opened them. She handed me a beer and we walked over to the couch.
“So… I hear you’re shagging the Frenchman again,” she smirked.
I wasn’t surprised that Diana had told Suzie about this morning. In fact, I was hoping that maybe Suzie knew what made Diana freak out earlier. This situation with Adam and Diana was confusing and I needed to get some answers and it seemed that the two of them weren’t talking.
“ Yeah… it’s something like that but that’s the least of my problems… I spoke to Adam,” I informed her, hoping that Diana had in fact told Suzie about my conversation with him. I was wrong.
“What? Adam? The same Adam you we re just saying ruined your life!? How in the heck did that happen?” Suzie demanded before taking a swig from her bear; her eyes bulging out as she was waiting for me to explain. I told her everything and by the time I was finished, Suzie sat with her mouth hanging open.
“Do you believe him?”
It was a simple question but for the life of me I couldn’t bring myself to offer up an answer. My heart wanted to believe that Diana had told me the truth that night but something deep inside my gut told me different and that was unnerving. The thought of her betraying me was too much to bear.
“Look Em’ I know how much you loved Adam and maybe something inside of you wants a logical reason to be behind everything that happened between the two of you, but for goodness sakes, the man is a freaking creep! He is obviously trying to screw with your mind and I’m not going to let that no good piece of crap hurt you again!”
“I’m not saying I believe him Suzie but something just isn’t right. You should have seen the look on Diana’s face when I told her I
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