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“I did. I’m an only child, so were both my parents. So, I don’t have much in the ways of family. I wasn’t really an orphan, my mom died when I was sixteen and my dad got beaten up a lot, left me on my own many nights. But, it wasn’t until I was actually eighteen, and still in high school, that the cops caught up with him. After he went to jail, that was that and I didn’t keep in touch. He got out and never looked me up, like I didn’t exist. Don’t worry, when we get a divorce, none of my family will come out of the woodworks looking for anything from you.” She has a sad look in her eyes when she relays the whole story, as short as it is, it’s whole and I doubt there’s much more that one would care to know. But when she mentions divorce, it makes me sick to my stomach. I don’t think that’s what I want.
Dinner is delicious and the company, was a lot more than I was expecting. I didn’t think that coming down here to Los Angeles would amount to anything other than preparing to get a divorce, but now, I’m not entirely sure that is what I want to do.
She’s a lot more than what she would seem. She’s humble and hard working. She doesn’t ask for anything and doesn’t strike me as the kind of person that would take advantage of another.
So, I told her that I would be here for a week and I was sincere in saying that I wanted to get to know her.
Except, I think I want to get to know her in a more than friendly way.
She intrigues me.
She turns me on.
And she definitely isn’t a bad choice as a life partner, from what I’ve seen in the few hours that we’ve been reacquainted with one another.
Chapter Eight
“This one time in Vegas, I spent all day drinking and never got drunk.”
PEYTON
Maxwell is charming. But I know from reading romance novels and watching rom-coms, most assholes and pricks are. So, there has to be something underlying there that would turn that button on for him.
He is way high up on the totem pole of his company and here I am, likely making a quarter of what he makes. He’s champagne and fancy appetizers that are slimy, and I’m a pigs in a blanket with Doritos type of gal. We are complete opposites.
But opposites sometimes attract.
And he’s definitely attractive.
Like I would lick his cheek and likely cream my panties in result type of attractive.
Spending the evening with him was reminiscent of a first date. We shared tidbits of our lives, our pasts, and laughed about the small things. While dinner with him, made him a little more human to me and not just something super unattainable, it’s still very clear that we are from different worlds.
We parted ways last night with him giving me a kiss on the cheek and making plans for lunch today. He was coming to pick me up from work and that’s all I knew.
So, I sit nervously in my office googling topics to talk about during a lunch date and coming up empty.
I’ve dated plenty in my life, but this whole thing feels so different.
He wants to get to know me. Why?
He hasn’t brought up the word divorce. Why?
He’s here for a week and intends to see me every day that he’s here. Why?
I wasn’t aware that I wasn’t alone until a folder is placed on top of my keyboard.
I look up and see Mr. Frederick staring at me with a concerned look on his face.
“Hi, um, sir. What can I do for you?” I say standing up, my movement pushing my office chair back to slam against the wall.
“Are you okay? You getting enough sleep? You looked almost as if you fell asleep, when I first walked in here.” he asks.
I shake my head, “no sir, I’m sorry. I was just brainstorming new concepts for a corporate event that we received a bid for this morning. Anyways, what’s this?” I pick up the folder.
“It might be for the corporate party that you were daydreaming about.” He grins.
I open the folder and nod.
