Begin Again

Chapter Seventeen

"And she'll always get the best of me, the worst is yet to come. All the misery is necessary, when we're deep in love."

Trevon's P.O.V.

The meeting started almost as soon as I exited the lift, and two hours later, had yet to end. The debate of whether or not to invest our money in a failing business was heated, but my mind was elsewhere. The room had darkened in order for the audience to be able to watch the slideshow depicting the advantages and disadvantages of our investment as well as the financial implications for us. I used this opportunity to text Kelly. Nobody was able to see me and I just wanted to talk to her.

Me: Miss Best. (Sent: 09:22)

I hovered over the screen, wanting to say more, but unsure of how desperate I'd look as well as my interest in seeing whether she would respond. I looked up from my phone to see the speaker drawl on about the topic on the screen, using a stick to point at what he was elaborating about. His monotonous speech, somehow, had everyone focused, however I was struggling to stay awake. And I wasn't even exaggerating - I could feel my eyes becoming heavy.

The vibration from my phone interrupted my unprofessional slumber.

Kelly: Yes, sir? (Sent: 09:24)

I fought the grin that threatened to appear upon my face, which quickly faded as I realised that she was waiting for my reply, which I didn't know how to formulate. Cracking my head, I typed the first thing that came to my head.

Me: How is work going? (Sent: 09:24)

Kelly: It is fine, sir. I am just finishing up sorting the files on your desk. (Sent: 09:25)

Not wanting to wait any longer, I typed in the message that made me start the conversation in the first place.

Me: Kelly, I apologise for lying last night. It was unprofessional, and just plain stupid really. I really don't want this dispute to affect our relationship. I know you'll be able to continue being a spectacular secretary, however I would like to carry on our acquaintanceship outside of work. But only if that is suitable for you. (Sent: 09:28)

I heaved a huge sigh of relief, as I was glad I was finally getting that confession out of my chest. How could I be such an idiot and fall for that woman's devious tricks? The devil really is a master at temptation. Gazing towards the screen at the other end of the room, my mind wandered off to Kelly. Who wouldn't want a friendship with such a woman? Whenever she spoke to me, I would have to fight myself to not let my eyes trail down to her lips. I did pay attention to what she was saying, of course, but my imagination would become very vivid if I was alone with her. And when I was alone at home.

I don't know if I'd ever like to admit it, even to myself, but I didn't want to lose her affections just yet. She must have felt something for me too. It was only a hunch, but to see her so hurt with my little white lie; something was going down with her. I didn't want to push her, however, because I remembered what she had said about her ex husband, after I had complimented her that night. It was the truth, but I hope I hadn't come across as too desperate. I really didn't want to scare her off.

The sound of chairs scraping the ground brought my attention back to everybody in the meeting room. Glancing at the clock, which stated it was now 09:30, I internally heaved a sigh of relief as I was finally released of this important, yet boring, ordeal - meaning I now had the opportunity to talk with Kelly. I still had not received a reply from her, however.

"...Mr Baxter, would you like to conclude this meeting?"

Looking up from my mobile towards the speaker, I cleared my throat before quickly formulating a response to make it seem as if I was paying attention during his presentation.