Walking out of the building angry was not my intention for the day, but yet again my team had been causing me serious amounts of stress and it was hardly ten am. I needed coffee in my system or I was going to explode and bite someone's head off.
My phone that was clutched so tightly in my hand buzzed causing my attention elsewhere. The caller ID River causes my curiosity and my thoughts, his poor head if he steers off wrongly.
"Hello?" I sigh.
"Well hello to you too beautiful," River chuckles and I roll my eyes.
"I'm not in the mood for your teasing today River, so please spare me."
"Hmm clearly, I won't even ask how your meeting went so I'll jump to it, you busy tonight?" He asks. Ever since the charity event, he and I have been texting on a somewhat daily basis but haven't gotten around to see each other in always a week.
"Uh no." I say as I walk down the street, "why?"
"Because I think it's time to begin operation creativity!" He exclaims, I laugh out loud.
"You might need a new name for it, that sucked. I thought you were a writer?" I tease.
He chuckles, "I'm not even gonna tease you about your occupation because I know you've just had a rough morning."
"Charming." I muse.
"Always, anyway so you are free tonight right?"
"Yes, I am. What do you have planned?"
"No, that's not how it's gonna work, I'm not gonna tell you my creative plans because I need you to feel out of your element."
"If this can anyway bring us to a holding cell then I'm sorry River, I simply cannot."
"Oh please," he sighs dramatically. "I'm still not gonna tell you. You're just gonna have to trust me," he says, "you do trust me right?"
I bite my lip before answering, "I have no reason not to."
"Good answer, I'll see you at eleven-thirty."
"eleven-thirty? What the hell are doing that needs us to be out at eleven-thirty?" I question.
"Trust the process beauty, but I've gotta go, I'll text you." He says in a hurry. I didn't even get out a goodbye before he ended the call. I sigh and glance down at my phone, Mason asked me if I wanted to have lunch with him and Callahan at the office, this day is just going downhill.
"If you two invited me to scold me like a child for dating your mutual friend without any word to either of you, I'm going to take my leave now," I say seriously as Callahan places the Chinese take out boxes on the small glass table in Mason's office.
"We didn't invite you to scold you like a child" Callahan assures, always the peaceful one in the family.
"I'd like to hear it from you Mase," I say turning to my older brother, he sighs but nods.
"We invited you because you are our sister, nothing more." He glances at me quickly and I nod.
"Hmm but I do want to ask if he is treating you right, that's all," Callahan asks raising an eyebrow as he sits beside me on the small couch.
River had been treating me right since we shook hands almost a week ago in my apartment, perhaps it was because he felt terrible for dragging me into this mess with his family or simply because he truly is a gentleman, which would color me shocked because there aren't many gentlemen left in the twenty-first century. I belonged to the long list of girls who had been treated terribly, and it sucked.
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ChickLit{completed} I gulp as his hand tightens on my dress, "I didn't think this would be your sort of thing." I say glancing at him briefly. "You mean the classic New York galas? You do remember my parents I introduced you to a few months back right?" He...
