Storm inc. the company she maintain for 2 years without problem what happened when someone thinks her anger issues are too much and some other boss is sent to help her out. She's the poison he dying to drink. They're love is nothing but forbidden wh...
I couldn't help but smile. I kept smiling and laughing. I don't know but I think it was how I and Christian were so similar but SOOO different at the same time. Like we had a lot of things in common but he was like an opposite twin of mine. You know what I mean. Look my war hasn't stopped I know he's just trying to be friendly to get on my good side. So he gets 2 months easy. But I don't trust that easily and I am so not going to open up and give him a get-out easy card that easily. We walked down the sidewalk to my car when he suddenly stopped.
"You wanna have fun right?" "No not really I wanna go to my office and pretend you don't exist," I said as we continued to walk. Christian rolled his eyes and said,
"I'll take that as an I'm too stubborn to say yes. My point is if we're gonna have fun it won't be going in your stupid luxury car." I stopped and looked at him to see if he was serious.
"First of all my stupid luxury car has a name his name is Bob! Second how else are we supposd to get anywhere without a car!" Christian looked at me right in the eyes and started laughing. I frowned and he said,
"First of all, Storm why the hell did you name your car, and if you did why Bob."
"Will you just tell me what you have in mind before I change My MIND!"
"Ok ok calm down lady lets go on bikes." "seriously."
"yea I'm serious, This is fucking Paris come on seeing this place, and feeling the wind in your hair is exactly what you need."
"You know you actually make it sound fun."
"I have talent, I can make anything sound fun." Christian gave me a wink as we started to walk to the 'Rent a bike' shop. We went inside the dusty old bicycle shop and I looked at Christian with a concerned face. He smiled and continued to walk over to the old guy who I'm guessing was the manager.
"Welcome to Rent a bike at Bob's!" the manager said. Ugh god, the fact I even told him my car was named bob is embarrassing. But it indirectly being brought up again. God really wants torment me today! Christian looked at me and gave me a wink. I looked down at the floor while Christian talked to 'BOB'.
"I'd like two biked for the day."
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"alright as long as ou bring it back at the end of the day." Bob said petting his ginger cat. That I was weirdly freaked out by. Christian noded picked two biked and took his wallet out and handed BOB 1000 dollars.
"keep the change." Christian said as the old mans eyes which you could barely see before now were wide-eyed.
"Thank you thank you so much Mr." Christian smiled and we walked out of the store with two Paris bicycles.
"so your a man of money," I said it like I didn't know he was a millionaire playboy. I mean come on I for a second forgot he was a Wilder...
"you're a woman of money we aren't so different. I just like to enjoy life and you don't."
