Accidentally in Love

Team

There was something about the sound of high heels clicking on tiled floors that made me intensely happy. Smiling at the noise my new black pumps were making, I made my way through the lobby of my office building and stepped into a waiting open elevator.

Humming as the lift ascended, I thought back over the past couple weeks. It had been a whirlwind of emotions and drama and I was excited to get back to the constant that work provided me.

I had been pleasantly surprised that Connor's band mates were so supportive of our surprise situation, but relieved for the support. We would need all the help we could get. Or at least, I would.

As Connor and I slowly settled into living as roommates, we'd gotten to know each other a bit better and I'd learned that he was used to tight quarters, partly due to spending time on the tour bus and in hotel rooms with his band mates and partly because he'd grown up with not a lot of money and two younger siblings who he'd practically raised as though he was their father. In the end, it might be him who ended up giving me parenting tips.

As we would need room for both of us and a baby, we had decided that I should move into Connor's place, which made the tiny apartment I had been sharing with Haley look like a cardboard box. Not that I was complaining. My own bedroom and bathroom and a king size bed was certainly nothing to complain about. In addition, I had retained the glow in the dark stars from my previous ceiling. All was well.

Initially, I had been concerned about Connor's life style, as I was afraid he would be traveling a lot for work, but it turned out Hyper Drive was taking a year off to record their next album as well as promote their next summer tour. It seemed as though I had chosen the opportune time to get pregnant. As if there was actually an opportune time to do so.

I shook my head at the thought that any unplanned pregnancy could happen at the right moment as I stepped off the elevator and made my way to my office.

My office.

The thought of those words made me smile. Sure, it was tiny and had a view of the dumpster across the street, but it was mine. My own personal sanctuary free of outside drama. A place where I did what I did best and didn't have to worry about babies, moving, or my relationship with my baby's father.

I sighed contently as I slid into my large leather chair and looked out the window. It was an unusually sunny morning in London, and the bright weather only served to escalate my already chipper mood. I could tell it was going to be a good day.

I was brought out of my reflective moment by the entrance of my boss into my office. Eli Jones was ambitious, determined, and the youngest senior public relations agent Mercer International had ever had. He was also a close friend.

Eli and I had attended college together. He was a few years ahead of me and joined Mercer as soon as he graduated. His innovative ideas and undeniable charm had quickly propelled him into the top tier of the company, making him an invaluable resource for me when I needed a job after graduation. He was the reason I had been able to leave America; when the Los Angeles branch of Mercer wanted to send him to England to run the London office, he'd accepted the promotion and asked me to come along.

Although we had spent many nights together at bars, downing drinks and spilling our relationship woes, while at work we behaved in a strictly professional manner, and today was no different.

Eli gave me a quick nod as he stood in the doorway. "Morning, Evie. Meeting in conference room A in five minutes."

Nodding, I picked up my mug of coffee before following him out the door to our daily meeting. I settled into a conference room chair, flashing a quick smile at the other members of the meeting as Eli started his spiel.