Take a Chance

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Authors: Annalisa Nicole
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you.”
    “It’s not a bother, in fact I insist, so don’t make me call your boss.”
    “Well, I wouldn’t want my boss to get in trouble , so sure, I’ll come up for lunch. Asher, thank you for a wonderful evening. Spending time with you and your family was really nice.”
    Grabbing my coat and her hand, we walk to the door. I lean down and place a soft kiss on her cheek. I can feel her smile under my lips.
    “Good night , Willow, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    At home , just falling asleep the familiar sound of the ocean plays in my ears. Opening my eyes there is Olivia sitting in the sand with yellow roses in her lap. She places them in the sand beside her, stands and walks over to me. Placing one hand on my cheek, “Ash, you did well, I’m so proud of you. I knew everyone would love Willow.”
    “Wait , you know about Willow? Olivia I…”
    “Ash , its OK, honey. This is what I have been trying to tell you. To open up your heart, you are ready. Ash, you can’t control destiny. I’m just here to help you move forward. I want you to move forward.”
    She places her hand over my heart, “Ash, I love you. I know your heart has been broken for far too long. You have to let me go, you have to let your heart heal. It has already begun, just let it happen.” I close my eyes and she kisses my lips, when I open them I am alone in my bed with the sun shining on my face.

Chapter 9
     
    Willow
    Monday morning I wake up feeling rested and absolutely wonderful. It was nice to tell Asher about my mom. I think I needed to tell someone and to get it off my chest. What I did should be unforgivable but he didn’t judge me. He even offered to help me find her. He said he will always be by my side. I know we just started seeing each other, but there was more meaning in his words than he probably realized, and it warmed my heart. There was an implication of us being an us. I really like the sound of that.
    Getting in the office , I make Amelia her espresso and head into her office. She is just hanging up her phone with a smile on her face. “That was my boss making sure my employee was free for lunch and that she is in his office on the twentieth floor at noon.”
    With a smile on my face , I place her espresso on her desk. “Amelia, I hope this doesn’t become weird now that I’m seeing your brother. Oh crap, is that what we’re doing? Are we seeing each other?”
    “Yes , that is exactly what you are doing and don’t you worry about a thing, you and I are just fine. I always knew there was something special about you. I have some reports I need you to put together for me, for this afternoon. If you could get those done, then make sure you are in that elevator by quarter to twelve.”
    “Thanks Amelia, I’ll get right on the reports for you.”
    After working all morning and putting the final touches on the reports for Amelia, it’s time to head up to see Asher. I have never been up past my floor. Making my way to the elevator, I check my appearance in the mirrored doors. Not too bad. Scarf in place, hair and make-up still good from this morning. With a dab of lip gloss and a fluff of my hair, I take the ride to the top floor.
    Stepping off the elevator , it looks much the same as my floor. An older woman sits behind a reception desk. I go to tell her my name, but before I can even open my mouth she says, “Ms. Emery, Mr. Wellington is expecting you,” she says with a smile. “You can go ahead on in. I think he is finishing up a phone call, but he said for you to go right in. He’s the second door on the right. Lunch will be here in just a little bit. Can I get you anything while you wait?”
    “Umm, no thank you.”
    She is really nice. I walk to his door and knock twice softly, crack the door open a hair, and peek in. Asher is sitting at his desk, his suit coat is off and his vest is unbuttoned as is the top two buttons of his white dress shirt. His tie is nowhere to be seen. He eyes me instantly with a smile

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