the company to lose money is defined in this warning. If you are found to be the root of a problem with a project is included as well. You need to take this matter seriously if you want to continue to work for Palmer Construction?”
At the time, Carter was sitting smiling as if hadn’t a care in the world. The man didn’t take anything at face value. It was as if he lived his life to dare other people or call their bluff. When he’d been called in the day before, no smile was in sight. As a matter of fact, the man all believed didn’t have the ability to know what it meant to be serious walked away angry.
After dealing with the aftermath of that--the paperwork, the restructuring of his team, and setting up the request for the newly available position--all he wanted to do was go home. Dario sat back in his seat at the desk that he had at the headquarters of P. Construction and looked at the ceiling. Too much time had passed and he was starting to worry that things weren’t going to change between him and the one person he felt he was supposed to have in his life. The woman that he’d been seeing, he’d broken things off with the night before he’d ended up at Lynnia’s for the millionth time in their life.
The merry-go-round, rollercoaster, tilt-a-whirl, or whatever you wanted to call their on-again, off-again sexscapade had officially been going on for seventeen years. They’d had some amazing times over the stint. He was mentally berating himself for not making it more than what it was. His heart was there. It was obvious his body was there as well. The thought of being right where he wanted to live with the woman he loved had him set to go, but that woman wasn’t responding to his messages, phone calls, or emails.
Momma Norton said things were set in motion. He just had to wait on her cue. He didn’t know what Lynnie’s mother had cooked up, but he was willing to take the chance that she was offering. The females of the family had a hell of a track record of making sure the sister in need was happy and loved by the man they were supposed to be with. Momma had told him that she believed he was the exact person Lynnie was supposed spend the rest of her days with.
“The fact that the silly, headstrong child hasn’t stepped up yet irritates my tail feathers. Tomorrow, you and I are going to have a sit down dinner at Parker’s Restaurant. I have some things I need to take care of, so I need to run right now. A late dinner should be good. Let’s say 8 p.m. See you there, D’Oliver.”
He hadn’t been there fifteen minutes before she was walking him to the door. A cab had been waiting to take him home and she was in her car before he could make sense of what had just happened. He didn’t have any further information than a time and a place. Beyond that, he felt like a sitting duck. Dario hoped that he wasn’t setting himself up for failure waiting to see what that brilliant mind had in store. He chuckled as he went back to reviewing the papers he had in front of him. There was work to complete if he was going to make his “date” in time. D’Oliver needed to get back to his place, shower, change, and pick up a special “thank you” for the matriarch of the family.
One hour later
“I don’t know why I let this woman have free rein like I have. I’m sitting there, dressed to impress with flowers, and now I’m feeling like a damn idiot.”
“You said that you trusted this woman. Why do you think she’d stand you up?” his brother, Darien was on the phone as he paced the floor outside of the men’s restroom.
His little brother had called to check in with him. It was something he did every few days so their parents wouldn’t freak out as bad as they would if he didn’t make his calls. Darien was probably regretting making the call today since Dario was officially on edge. Where was she? She was never late for anything. The woman always answered her phone. Yet, she wasn’t responding to
At the time, Carter was sitting smiling as if hadn’t a care in the world. The man didn’t take anything at face value. It was as if he lived his life to dare other people or call their bluff. When he’d been called in the day before, no smile was in sight. As a matter of fact, the man all believed didn’t have the ability to know what it meant to be serious walked away angry.
After dealing with the aftermath of that--the paperwork, the restructuring of his team, and setting up the request for the newly available position--all he wanted to do was go home. Dario sat back in his seat at the desk that he had at the headquarters of P. Construction and looked at the ceiling. Too much time had passed and he was starting to worry that things weren’t going to change between him and the one person he felt he was supposed to have in his life. The woman that he’d been seeing, he’d broken things off with the night before he’d ended up at Lynnia’s for the millionth time in their life.
The merry-go-round, rollercoaster, tilt-a-whirl, or whatever you wanted to call their on-again, off-again sexscapade had officially been going on for seventeen years. They’d had some amazing times over the stint. He was mentally berating himself for not making it more than what it was. His heart was there. It was obvious his body was there as well. The thought of being right where he wanted to live with the woman he loved had him set to go, but that woman wasn’t responding to his messages, phone calls, or emails.
Momma Norton said things were set in motion. He just had to wait on her cue. He didn’t know what Lynnie’s mother had cooked up, but he was willing to take the chance that she was offering. The females of the family had a hell of a track record of making sure the sister in need was happy and loved by the man they were supposed to be with. Momma had told him that she believed he was the exact person Lynnie was supposed spend the rest of her days with.
“The fact that the silly, headstrong child hasn’t stepped up yet irritates my tail feathers. Tomorrow, you and I are going to have a sit down dinner at Parker’s Restaurant. I have some things I need to take care of, so I need to run right now. A late dinner should be good. Let’s say 8 p.m. See you there, D’Oliver.”
He hadn’t been there fifteen minutes before she was walking him to the door. A cab had been waiting to take him home and she was in her car before he could make sense of what had just happened. He didn’t have any further information than a time and a place. Beyond that, he felt like a sitting duck. Dario hoped that he wasn’t setting himself up for failure waiting to see what that brilliant mind had in store. He chuckled as he went back to reviewing the papers he had in front of him. There was work to complete if he was going to make his “date” in time. D’Oliver needed to get back to his place, shower, change, and pick up a special “thank you” for the matriarch of the family.
One hour later
“I don’t know why I let this woman have free rein like I have. I’m sitting there, dressed to impress with flowers, and now I’m feeling like a damn idiot.”
“You said that you trusted this woman. Why do you think she’d stand you up?” his brother, Darien was on the phone as he paced the floor outside of the men’s restroom.
His little brother had called to check in with him. It was something he did every few days so their parents wouldn’t freak out as bad as they would if he didn’t make his calls. Darien was probably regretting making the call today since Dario was officially on edge. Where was she? She was never late for anything. The woman always answered her phone. Yet, she wasn’t responding to
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