to
create some space between us.
“I know, Morgan,” Adrian says with an exasperated sigh. “I’m
not quite sure what happened after we got back from Vegas, but I want you to
know I got your voicemail, and had nothing to do with Drake’s departure. I
couldn’t do anything to hurt you, ever. I’m going to be honest with you though,
my feelings for you haven’t changed. I’d love to make up for lost time and get
us back on track but I know that’s not what you want. I respect you, Morgan,
and I’ll honor your wishes to move forward in a friendly yet professional
manner. We can still discuss your future with Thompson Manufacturing over
dinner later this week, but please just think of it as a business meeting and
nothing more, okay?”
“Okay, thank you. I appreciate you being so understanding.
I’ll be honest with you too, Adrian…I’m so sorry I ever hurt you. That was
never my intention. I just knew that you wanted more than I was able to give
you when you asked me to move in with you. We never really talked about
marriage when we were dating, but I figured we would be heading down that path
eventually if we stayed together, and I really needed these past few years to
make something of myself. To live a life on my own before settling down. It had
nothing to do with you, I really just needed time for me.
“It warms my heart in a way to know that you still care for
me, but I would never want to lead you on. I hope us working together won’t
create a false hope for you. I hope you will feel free to move on and find your
own happiness with someone who deserves a man as wonderful as you,” I say as I
reach up and squeeze his upper arm.
“Thanks, Morgan. We’ll be fine working together, I promise.
Enjoy the rest of this beautiful day. I’ll have my secretary call you to
arrange the dinner plans for Thursday,” Adrian says. He then plants a small
kiss on my cheek, and walks past me and into the clubhouse.
Now that I have a job again, my future is suddenly feeling a
little bit brighter. My heart is still heavy not knowing where Drake is, but
I’m just going to have to get used to the fact that he may not come back to me.
My head keeps telling me to be realistic, but my heart says not to lose hope. I’ll
just have to use this time apart from Drake productively until he finds his way
back to me.
Adrian
“How did it go? Did you run into her on your way in?”
Morgan’s mother asks me as I greet her with a kiss on the cheek before joining
her at her table. The dishes from the brunch she just shared with Morgan have
been removed, but her cocktail has recently been refreshed.
“It’s all going according to plan, Lana. You might want to
ease up on the suggestion of marriage, though. Morgan was pretty freaked when I
ran into her fleeing the club.”
“I was merely planting a seed, young man. Don’t forget that
I am her mother. I’ve molded her into perfection from the day she was born.
These last few months spent with Drake Baylor Jr. were only a slight detour.
Things between them have now gone south, and she went running back to you to
save her. I didn’t even have to suggest her working for you, she came up with
that idea all on her own.
“Morgan might think that her heart is still with Drake, but
what she’ll find out soon enough is that you are the perfect man to share the
rest of her life with. You’re able to provide her with everything she’ll ever
need, and if I may point out the obvious…you’re actually here. You can take her
to fine dinners and charity galas, spend time with her on the golf course, and
lavish her with gifts and affection. I have raised my daughter the same way my
mother raised me. To be the perfect woman on her husband’s arm, garnering envy
of him from all other men. A beautiful woman gives a man power. Knowing he is
able to land perfection in his personal life...especially his bed…shows those
he does business with that he expects perfection in the