but this time it had an entirely different meaning. I’d never loved any of those guys, not the way I loved Cole. This time her words pierced my soul, shredding every ounce of hope I’d possibly had left.
“Reagan, wake up.” My body shook as I felt light kisses trailing their way up my arm. I rolled over in bed and was staring into Cole’s beautiful golden eyes. He leaned down and kissed my lips. “Wake up, we need to talk.” I sat up wondering how he’d gotten into my house. “Look, Reagan, I love you, and these past six months have been wonderful, but there’s something you need to know,” he took a deep breath before finishing his sentence. “Heather and I have been together for the past three months and I just… I just feel a stronger connection with her than I do with you.”
The tears pricked my eyes and suddenly I heard a high pitched voice coming from my hallway, “Have you told her yet, sweetie?” Heather walked into my bedroom and my mouth fell open.
“GET OUT!” I screamed, pushing him off of my bed. “Get the hell out of my house, both of you!!!” How dare he bring her into my house. Heather looked over her shoulder as she took Cole’s hand and pulled him out of my bedroom. “Told you I was perfect for him,” she winked at me as they disappeared down the hall.
Flying off of the pillow, I sat up panting and looking around my bedroom, it was pitch black. I’d been asleep the entire day. Leaning back against my headboard, I’d realized that Cole and Heather being in my house had only been a dream. Thank goodness , I thought as I caught my breath. Looking at the clock I realized that I had slept all day and well into the next morning, it was 4 a.m. and I still felt exhausted. I climbed out of bed, grabbing my phone on my way into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I had more missed calls and numerous text messages. I deleted everything from Cole without reading or listening to them, only checking what was remaining from Addison.
YOU OK? PLEASE CALL ME.
REAGAN, PLEASE!
I’VE CALLED A MILLION TIMES, PLEASE JUST ANSWER ME.
I’M HERE, YOU MUST BE SLEEPING. CASE WON’T LET ME USE MY KEY. HE SAID I NEED TO LET YOU REST. I’M READY TO KILL HIM!
YOU UP YET? COLE KEEPS CALLING ME, I WON’T ANSWER.
REAGAN, HE’S HERE… HIM AND CASE ARE GOING FOR DRINKS.
HE LOOKS TERRIBLE. HE’S STILL IN HIS SUIT FROM LAST NIGHT.
I HATE HIM YOU KNOW. AS LONG AS YOU HATE HIM, I HATE HIM.
I KNOW YOU NEED YOUR ALONE TIME. I’LL TRY AGAIN TOMORROW. LOVE YOU REAGAN. I’M HERE WHENEVER YOU’RE READY.
I reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, lifting it to my lips as I walked back towards my bedroom. Passing the mirror in my dining room, I stopped to take a look at myself. My face was swollen and my eyes were a brutal combination of puffy and bloodshot. I looked like I hadn’t slept in days. My hair was in a messy bun atop of my head and my body sagged in defeat. I was spent and felt like I could fall asleep right on my dining room table just from the tiny bit of walking I’d just done. I couldn’t even make it back to my bedroom, the living room was closer, so I drug myself over to the couch and collapsed on top of it, falling asleep before I even hit the pillow.
Sunday was no different, I slept all day and when I awoke sometime in the middle of the night I decided I’d better let my office know I wasn’t coming into work the next day. I pulled out my phone and sent my assistant an email.
To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Monday 2:33:07 AM
Subject: Out of Office
I won’t be in the office today. I think I’m coming down with the flu. I’ll keep you posted. Tell Graham he is in charge of Imperial Park while I am out. I’m trying to get as much rest as possible, so please only contact me if it’s an emergency.
-RL
I pressed send and fell right back asleep. That day I finally woke up around noon and for the first time in three days I actually didn’t
“Reagan, wake up.” My body shook as I felt light kisses trailing their way up my arm. I rolled over in bed and was staring into Cole’s beautiful golden eyes. He leaned down and kissed my lips. “Wake up, we need to talk.” I sat up wondering how he’d gotten into my house. “Look, Reagan, I love you, and these past six months have been wonderful, but there’s something you need to know,” he took a deep breath before finishing his sentence. “Heather and I have been together for the past three months and I just… I just feel a stronger connection with her than I do with you.”
The tears pricked my eyes and suddenly I heard a high pitched voice coming from my hallway, “Have you told her yet, sweetie?” Heather walked into my bedroom and my mouth fell open.
“GET OUT!” I screamed, pushing him off of my bed. “Get the hell out of my house, both of you!!!” How dare he bring her into my house. Heather looked over her shoulder as she took Cole’s hand and pulled him out of my bedroom. “Told you I was perfect for him,” she winked at me as they disappeared down the hall.
Flying off of the pillow, I sat up panting and looking around my bedroom, it was pitch black. I’d been asleep the entire day. Leaning back against my headboard, I’d realized that Cole and Heather being in my house had only been a dream. Thank goodness , I thought as I caught my breath. Looking at the clock I realized that I had slept all day and well into the next morning, it was 4 a.m. and I still felt exhausted. I climbed out of bed, grabbing my phone on my way into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I had more missed calls and numerous text messages. I deleted everything from Cole without reading or listening to them, only checking what was remaining from Addison.
YOU OK? PLEASE CALL ME.
REAGAN, PLEASE!
I’VE CALLED A MILLION TIMES, PLEASE JUST ANSWER ME.
I’M HERE, YOU MUST BE SLEEPING. CASE WON’T LET ME USE MY KEY. HE SAID I NEED TO LET YOU REST. I’M READY TO KILL HIM!
YOU UP YET? COLE KEEPS CALLING ME, I WON’T ANSWER.
REAGAN, HE’S HERE… HIM AND CASE ARE GOING FOR DRINKS.
HE LOOKS TERRIBLE. HE’S STILL IN HIS SUIT FROM LAST NIGHT.
I HATE HIM YOU KNOW. AS LONG AS YOU HATE HIM, I HATE HIM.
I KNOW YOU NEED YOUR ALONE TIME. I’LL TRY AGAIN TOMORROW. LOVE YOU REAGAN. I’M HERE WHENEVER YOU’RE READY.
I reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, lifting it to my lips as I walked back towards my bedroom. Passing the mirror in my dining room, I stopped to take a look at myself. My face was swollen and my eyes were a brutal combination of puffy and bloodshot. I looked like I hadn’t slept in days. My hair was in a messy bun atop of my head and my body sagged in defeat. I was spent and felt like I could fall asleep right on my dining room table just from the tiny bit of walking I’d just done. I couldn’t even make it back to my bedroom, the living room was closer, so I drug myself over to the couch and collapsed on top of it, falling asleep before I even hit the pillow.
Sunday was no different, I slept all day and when I awoke sometime in the middle of the night I decided I’d better let my office know I wasn’t coming into work the next day. I pulled out my phone and sent my assistant an email.
To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Monday 2:33:07 AM
Subject: Out of Office
I won’t be in the office today. I think I’m coming down with the flu. I’ll keep you posted. Tell Graham he is in charge of Imperial Park while I am out. I’m trying to get as much rest as possible, so please only contact me if it’s an emergency.
-RL
I pressed send and fell right back asleep. That day I finally woke up around noon and for the first time in three days I actually didn’t
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