Why is time going so slow? Is what I thought as I listen to one of my clients talk about her husband. She had ask for a private session so that she could some things off her chest. Of course I agreed but I just wish time would go a little faster.
"And then he doesn't do the things he used to do for me. He honestly makes me feel like he doesn't want to be with me anymore." Ashley said through tears. I honestly felt bad for her, she has tried her best to get her husband to go back to the man he once was when they got together but unfortunately he changed. The only option that I have for her is something that I don't think she will agree with.
"Have you consider separating from him." As soon as I said those words she began to cry even more.
"Yes... yes I have but I don't want to d-do that"
"Sweetie that seems like your only option if he not cooperating with you. He comes to these sessions and doesn't talk about how he feels or anything. Maybe this will actually help you rather than hurt you."
Ashley grab a tissue from the table and wipe her eyes "I guess I can try and see where it leads us."
"You keep data and let me know how it goes"
"I will Ms. Knowles thank you for today"
After Ashley left I went over to my desk to finish up writing out today session to put in her files. While I was doing that I received a call from Shawn.
Anxiously I answered it. "Hey you"
He chuckled "Damn you must be thinking about me answering the phone all happy and shit."
I twirled my hair around my finger and smiled "Maybe I am" truth is I can't wait to see him this weekend. This past month that we have been seeing each other I can admit that it is enjoyable. Part from the great sex, Shawn is honestly great company.
"Well I hope I don't bring you any sadness with the news that I have to tell you" I straighten up in my chair and frown what he can possibly tell me that can bring my mood down.
"What is it Shawn?"
He sighed "I'm throwing a party this weekend and I know you want to see me but this party that I am having ain't your scene so I am not even going to invite you to it ma."
I frowned even harder how he know what type of parties that I like "Shawn I am a big girl and if you are throwing a party I am sure I can enjoy myself. I mean you saying it like you throwing an orgy or something."
"Shit it can turn into one" he said while laughing "but if you want to come then come. It's being thrown at my house on Saturday around 8 pm. You can bring a friend if you like."
"I'll think about it" I hung up the phone and went back to my paper work.
Walking out of my office I seen Logan at her desk looking as if she was working hard on whatever she was doing. I lock up my door and walk over to her.
"Hey I'm about to head out of here. You can leave early if you like" I told her.
She look at her watch and yawn "Wow its 3 already I didn't even notice how long I been doing these files. I guess I can finish them off tomorrow. I just know I am ready for the weekend." Logan put the files into her drawer and got up.
"What's this weekend?" I ask curiously.
"Girl you don't really want to know but it's my cousin Shawn's birthday Saturday and he's throwing himself a party. He's like to go crazy and invite all types of strippers and escorts to the party so that he and the fellas can have a good time. I go because it's actually fun when you look past all the naked women walking around."
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Something New
FanfictionBeyonce is a 26 year, recently divorced old woman, who is a single mother. By surprise someone comes along and bring passion to her life.