Finding Forever

Chapter 2

Entering the elevator on the main floor of the building, I press the number three button for the floor I work on. I have been working here for almost eight years, and Mr. Hill is an awesome boss, and an even better lawyer.

When the door opens onto my floor, I step out, and mentally prepare myself for my shift as it probably will be busy. Grabbing my iPad from a desk drawer after unlocking it, I power it on as I make my way to Mr. Hill's office. Knocking on his closed door, I wait for him to give me permission to enter.

When I receive his permission, I enter the room, and shut the door behind me. Turning to face Mr. Hill, I give him a small smile as I sit on the chair across from him; "Good morning, sir. I have the list of your client meetings and today's court cases. I have emailed everything to you, and synced your calendar. The files are pulled for this morning, and I will bring these to you in a moment."

"Thank you, Sky," Mr. Hill replies with a smile.

"You're welcome, sir," I reply before asking another question as I stand as I type away on the iPad. "Is there anything else you need before I come back with the files?"

"No thank you, Sky," he answers as he goes back to scanning over the open file in front of him.

Leaving his office to my cubicle, I gather the files to bring these into his office with a smile before leaving again ti perform some of my other tasks.

When the phone rings, I pick up the handset; "Thank you for calling the law office of Hill, Warner and Smith. My name is Skywalker, how may I help you?"

There's silence on the other end before I hear light, deep laughter; "Is your name really Skywalker?"

Internally rolling my eyes with a sigh as I always get asked this question; "Yes, my name is actually Skywalker. How may I help you?"

"Sorry, yes you can. I'm Jace England, and I am calling to speak with Harold Hill, please," the man says, and his laughter is gone.

"Hold for a moment, please, sir," I reply, knowing that Mr. Hill is expecting this call.

Placing Mr. England on hold, I transfer the call to Mr. Hill's phone before paging him to inform him of the call from Mr. England is on line one. Refocusing on my work, I forget about Mr. England's laughter over my name. Since I like my name, it doesn't bother me too much when people laugh about it.

Fifteen minutes later, Mr. Hill exits his office to refill his coffee mug before his first client of the day arrives.

On his way back to his office, he stops at my desk; "Mr. England will be here at 11:45 to have lunch with me in my office. You can head to lunch then yourself."

"Of course, Mr. Hill," I answer with a small smile, and a nod of my head.

"Sky, please call me Harold when there are no clients here," he requests for probably the millionth time since I started working here.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I just can't do that," I mumble as my entire body flushes dark red.

Mr. Hill sighs, but doesn't comment any further, and he just heads into his office, but he leaves the door open behind him. Several hours later, a man exits the elevator holding two takeout bags, and a drink holder with three drinks. The man is around 6'1" with dark brown hair that is shaved on the sides, tattoos on his visible skin from the neck down, extremely muscular, and has pretty green eyes.

The man stops at the edge of my desk with a smirk; "Hi. I'm looking for Harold Hill's office."

Standing after I push my chair back as I ask; "Are you Mr. England?"

He nods as he winks at me after scanning me from head to toe; "Yup. You must be Skywalker."

Glancing up at him briefly, I slip past him to lead him to Mr. Hill's office door across the hall; "Follow me, please."

Knocking on the open door, I inform him that Mr. England is here, and he looks up to thank me with a nod as I move aside for Mr. England to enter, and I head back to my desk.

"Wait, I brought you food and a drink as an apology for laughing about your name," Mr. England calls out after me.

Turning around to face him with a blank expression; "No, thank you, sir. I am not fazed by people laughing about my name. Yes, it is an unusual name, and yes, it is from 'Star Wars'. I even named my four children after 'Star Wars' characters."

With that I turn around, walk over to my desk with my head held high to grab my cell and wallet after locking everything up. Entering the elevator, I glance over to Mr. Hill's door to find both men standing there, and they are starring at me. Mr. Hill is smirking as I think he heard us talking, and Mr. England's jaw is slack, and his eyes are wide.

Giggling softly to myself at his expression as the elevator door slides shut. I feel giddy at my boldness, and it carries me through the rest of my day. At 3:15 p.m., I have picked my babies from the school, and the five of us are home now. The kids had a good day at school and daycare.

I have the kids for another three days before they spend seven days with my ex-husband. I'm going to enjoy these days with them since I know I am going to miss them dearly while they are with him.

We have dinner at 5:30 p.m. which is homemade broccoli mac-an-cheese with chicken, peas, and milk. By 7 p.m., Han, Leia and Luke have had their baths, lotions with oatmeal body cream, dressed in their Jammie's, been read a story, and are now sound asleep. Anakin has showered, is in his Jammie's, had his story, and is asleep by 8:30 p.m. By 9:30 p.m., I have showered, dressed in my Jammie's, and I'm sleeping.