Last we heard they were married with a new baby. What happened to Cassidy Elliot and Davis Washington?
This is their story from the 'almost' beginning to 'maybe not' end.
This book is book five in the NY Style Series but the books don't have to be...
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There are moments in life that stick with you, fragments in time, that you will remember forever, even when you are old and grey. Some of those memories are welcome ones; ones you could relive over and over and others are ones you would rather forget, definitely not the finest moments of life.
I became an international model at sixteen; let's just say I have thousands of less than proud moments.
I'm an only child and my parents, now retired, were back then, two unstoppable, highly motivated, intelligent individuals with their own law firm. To realise early on that their daughter was lacking a certain type of smart crushed them. Of course what I lacked in intellect I made for with a natural beauty and street smarts.
My high school best friend, who just so happened to be the school's valedictorian and most famous teen in New York, is the reason behind my success. Harper Washington, yes I said Washington, that crazy, as in super rich, New York power family with Dylan and Madison at the head. Harper is their daughter and to this day still my best friend, despite all the crappy things I have done to her along the way.
My story, the ones the magazines like to publish starts at sixteen when Harper Washington took me to meet her grandmother who was the owner and Editor-in-chief of InStyle magazine. InStyle was known for giving models their start, Madison Washington, Amber Jacobs, Tom Price, Jocelyn Peters, Charlotte West are all models who got their start at InStyle. I owe my career to Harper if my modelling hadn't been so successful I would not have had the contacts to make my design business the success it is today.
The story I want to share with you however is not one of my career or successes in A.J Designs it is a more personal one. It is one filled with love, joy and heartbreak.
The twenty-third of May might not seem like a special date for everyone but for me it is the day I close off to the world, the day I eat my weight in chocolate, the day I ship my daughter off to her grandparents and I sit alone staring at the fading tan line on the ring finger of my left hand.
The story I wish to tell you is not your typical boy meets girl, boy falls for girl, boy marries girl, there is definitely more to it than that. For sixteen years of my life I had the biggest crush on that unattainable guy. The biggest crush on my best friend's brother. Now I know some of you might go, 'awe' but it is not that simple especially when your best friend's brother is Davis Washington, ladies man from the time he could walk and billionaire from birth.
I never stood a chance, I was fourteen when Harper introduced me and I instantly fell in love. The same strawberry blonde hair as his mum and twin, along with those piercing green eyes Davis made me a blushing, giggling mess. Over the years I got better at hiding my crush and I developed my own 'reputation' when I dropped out of school to model.
I want to share our story because it didn't end there, sixteen years later Davis and I got married, we surprised a lot of people, maybe even ourselves but there was a time when we loved each other, a time when Davis loved me.
