that
he was sure of.
He had managed to avoid a
relationship for almost 7 years after his divorce; he wouldn’t go down that
road again for anyone.
Marriage is just a slow painful
death of everything that could be exciting. Why didn’t anyone else see that?
Tony was going to marry her. If he
had met her a week later he is sure, no positive, she would have been engaged.
Would she have made the same
decision?
He will never know and hated
himself for wondering.
She seemed so cold.
He wondered how long it would take
to get her in bed again.
He drove up to his gate and decided
then that she would be in his bed when he wanted her to be. Wincing at the pain
from smiling, he pulled into the driveway and put the truck in park.
Empty mansion.
This fucking empty mansion, the only
downside of being alone without the bitch drama was this huge empty house, with
no one to greet him.
He had pulled up a million times,
buzzed out of his mind, wanting to set the place on fire. He pushed the door
open to hear the familiar buzz of the alarm.
If she was in your bed, it would be
a good place to start…..now he was really irritated. A text from Jordy lit his
pocket.
Tite, I am sorry you had to hear that
and it wasn’t the
way I wanted today to end.
I am going to bed, be safe
He wasted no time replying, what
was the use, because she really hadn’t done anything wrong.
Me too, that was fucked up .
Night Jordy.
She read his text and began to
worry, she was still angry but not at him. She had to take the responsibility
for what she had done. He had given her the choice.
Exhausted again she retreated to
her bed, her only comfort, and let the emotions take over.
She cried herself to sleep.
She cried for Tony because she knew
she had nothing left for him and how bad she had hurt him and how heartless she
did it.
She drove to work the next day
without any radio, she didn’t want to take the chance of hearing anything Titan
related, and she used the quiet to let the crazy thoughts race themselves
out.
She had called in for a one hour
delay this morning at work, she was nowhere near ready to face the day and she
needed to get herself together.
She needed to concentrate; she had
bills to pay and had been ignoring her responsibilities for a week.
She let out a long breath as she
walked through her office door; even the mundane task of her job seemed
comforting today.
Her intercom buzzed. “Meeting in
ten, Jordy.”
“Ok, thanks Chip.” She pretended to
be her perky, usual self but it wasn’t really convincing.
10 a.m.
At least the day was shorter.
“Long weekend?” Chip asked,
noticing her tone.
“You could say that,” she responded
quickly, smiling at him. He knew her well enough to know something was amiss.
She would have to tell him all about this one day, when she knew the direction
it was going.
She grabbed her notepad and a pen
and walked toward the conference room grabbing a cup of coffee.
“We are doing a quick overhaul of
the office this week.” Mrs. Schaffer announced. “So, take the week off, go home,
relax, commissions will be paid per the usual, and salaried employees will not
be docked as well, just think of this as a free vacation. We are putting in new
carpet and painting so we won’t really have the space for any of you to work.
Agents you can take emails at home but we will have a recording in place when
you leave this morning, so it really isn’t necessary. We will have a call
service taking care of emergencies. It is because of your hard work that we are
able to afford this renovation. And we know this is sudden and may cut a little
into your commission so we will be issuing bonus checks according to your
typical weekly commissions and salaried employees will be getting a weeks pay
as well.
We hope you will use this time to
rejoice and refocus that our agency is doing well and we appreciate each and
every one of you. Chip will be passing out checks and you are free to
he was sure of.
He had managed to avoid a
relationship for almost 7 years after his divorce; he wouldn’t go down that
road again for anyone.
Marriage is just a slow painful
death of everything that could be exciting. Why didn’t anyone else see that?
Tony was going to marry her. If he
had met her a week later he is sure, no positive, she would have been engaged.
Would she have made the same
decision?
He will never know and hated
himself for wondering.
She seemed so cold.
He wondered how long it would take
to get her in bed again.
He drove up to his gate and decided
then that she would be in his bed when he wanted her to be. Wincing at the pain
from smiling, he pulled into the driveway and put the truck in park.
Empty mansion.
This fucking empty mansion, the only
downside of being alone without the bitch drama was this huge empty house, with
no one to greet him.
He had pulled up a million times,
buzzed out of his mind, wanting to set the place on fire. He pushed the door
open to hear the familiar buzz of the alarm.
If she was in your bed, it would be
a good place to start…..now he was really irritated. A text from Jordy lit his
pocket.
Tite, I am sorry you had to hear that
and it wasn’t the
way I wanted today to end.
I am going to bed, be safe
He wasted no time replying, what
was the use, because she really hadn’t done anything wrong.
Me too, that was fucked up .
Night Jordy.
She read his text and began to
worry, she was still angry but not at him. She had to take the responsibility
for what she had done. He had given her the choice.
Exhausted again she retreated to
her bed, her only comfort, and let the emotions take over.
She cried herself to sleep.
She cried for Tony because she knew
she had nothing left for him and how bad she had hurt him and how heartless she
did it.
She drove to work the next day
without any radio, she didn’t want to take the chance of hearing anything Titan
related, and she used the quiet to let the crazy thoughts race themselves
out.
She had called in for a one hour
delay this morning at work, she was nowhere near ready to face the day and she
needed to get herself together.
She needed to concentrate; she had
bills to pay and had been ignoring her responsibilities for a week.
She let out a long breath as she
walked through her office door; even the mundane task of her job seemed
comforting today.
Her intercom buzzed. “Meeting in
ten, Jordy.”
“Ok, thanks Chip.” She pretended to
be her perky, usual self but it wasn’t really convincing.
10 a.m.
At least the day was shorter.
“Long weekend?” Chip asked,
noticing her tone.
“You could say that,” she responded
quickly, smiling at him. He knew her well enough to know something was amiss.
She would have to tell him all about this one day, when she knew the direction
it was going.
She grabbed her notepad and a pen
and walked toward the conference room grabbing a cup of coffee.
“We are doing a quick overhaul of
the office this week.” Mrs. Schaffer announced. “So, take the week off, go home,
relax, commissions will be paid per the usual, and salaried employees will not
be docked as well, just think of this as a free vacation. We are putting in new
carpet and painting so we won’t really have the space for any of you to work.
Agents you can take emails at home but we will have a recording in place when
you leave this morning, so it really isn’t necessary. We will have a call
service taking care of emergencies. It is because of your hard work that we are
able to afford this renovation. And we know this is sudden and may cut a little
into your commission so we will be issuing bonus checks according to your
typical weekly commissions and salaried employees will be getting a weeks pay
as well.
We hope you will use this time to
rejoice and refocus that our agency is doing well and we appreciate each and
every one of you. Chip will be passing out checks and you are free to
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