Roman and I stood in the kitchen in silence, the only sound that could be heard was the clock ticking in the living room. Each of us has a cold beer in hand and are standing on either side of the bar . Shay, that loving little creature, is sleeping in her room peacefully. Her earlier condition still fresh in ours minds. We have no idea what happened or how she managed to make her body respond to her mental commands. All we really know is that she is a strong little woman and she has quickly forged a spot in both of ours hearts.
"So, Roman what's the next step? Where do we go?" There's a million ideas racing through my mind but I'm not sure. I would love to see Shay laid out on a beach somewhere with a little two piece bikini on drinking a Mai Tai and a book in hand. I also want to see her walking through the aisle in a gorgeous white dress in a ceremony committing her to both of us. Not a wedding but a commitment ceremony. I can imagine her belly swelling with a child fathered by us and hear their little feet stomp across these hard wood floors.
"Well, in what case do you mean? Her health or this relationship? In the case of her health, if it happened again then obviously we need to seek medical help. As for us three, I would say let's go on vacation. However, there's so much that we have to do with the company. Everybody has been working so hard to make things flow smoothly. I say after we finish this project we close the company for a week or two and give them all a paid vacation as a thank you. Just call one big meeting. Nobody works for awhile including the janitors. Just leave the building as it and put all business talk aside. We have a few more meetings to attend while we're here so of course we need to finish those, but once that's finished we could drive back home and finish what we've started then go on to phase two."
Thinking about everything that was just said... Yeah, that sounds like a great idea. We could use a vacation and so could the employees. They've all been working so hard for us. Where would we go? Paris? Maldives? Vanuatu? There are so many places that we've never been but so many options.
"Sounds good. But what do we do about the meetings after what happened between Maria and Shay? I don't want to put her in another situation like that but I know she can handle herself even though she shouldn't. We could go and withdraw from the other meetings or sit there bored out of our minds. Hopefully, nothing will happen but you never know with Maria. She could show up and cause more problems or stoop even lower and go to the police. I guess, we'll deal with what ever is thrown our way," I answer.
Together we finish our beers and head our separate ways to bed. There is so much to be done.
"Roman and I would like to say that we are dropping our pursuit in owning this property. It simply isn't big enough for what we had in mind. Thank you for including us in this bidding.Please continue with your protocols as we make our exit."
Thank God we left Shay at home. Maria is sitting front and center next to another business owner. This man was older than both of us, probably around 65. Grey hair, wrinkles around the eyes and mouth, suit too big but showing the beer gut that is hidden beneath. His hand is laying dangerously close to the edge of Maria's skirt and for the first time I notice the wedding ring on Maria's ring finger. Hmmm, married? Married to who? Him? Wouldn't be surprised. If he is as accomplished as I'm thinking he is then she's after money and wealth hoping that he will include her in his will. Poor bastard!
"Are you sure that you want to drop out of this series of meetings? You may find something that suits your style. I also have other properties that may interest you. If you like, I could email a listing of each site to you to look over at a later date," says the moderator.
"Let's do that. Simply put, this area doesn't fit in with our vision. We'll be in touch with you and look forward to seeing what else you have in common."
Together we make our way from the boardroom and head back to the elevators. You can still see spots of Maria's blood on the carpet from Shay's wicked punch. The surrounding offices are empty and soundless. No noise in either direction. You could hear a pin drop. Hmm, never noticed how desolate this place is.
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I'm sitting in the theater room reading one of the books that I packed for this trip; my favorite author, Sherrilyn Kenyon, "Deadmen Walking", when the boys arrive home. I awoke this morning to a note on my nightstand saying that they went to the business meetings to announce that we would be dropping out all future meetings. Guess they didn't like this location. Oh well, plenty more where that came from. After I showered, dressed, and put some make up on, I decided that today would be a casual day and I would go back to my roots. Look a little hood. Ok not really but I like putting this outfit together anyway and I was comfy. The holes in the pants showed off my thigh tattoos but also allowed for plenty of stretch for when I sit down or eat too much. You know a girl got to eat and I puts it down.
For breakfast I made pancakes, scrabbled eggs, toast, and a cup of hot green tea. I cleaned the kitchen afterwards and headed into the theater room where I've been for the past 2.5 hours. This book really has me hooked and I can't wait to see what happens next. My phone on the table next to me is softly playing music in the background so it's not too quiet in the house seeing as how I'm the only one here. I have no idea where the cook, house keeper, or butler are but that's nothing really to worry about.
"Baby, where are you? We're thinking about going somewhere. Would you like to join?" Roman asks.
Getting up, I walk to the door jam and lean against it waiting for them to notice me. Benji is first as he gasps and stops dead in his tracks. Roman, not paying attention, runs right into him before locking eyes with me. They're all business professional in their suits and matching ties that I picked out for them months ago. Black jackets, black tailored pants, white button up shirts with bright red ties hanging from their necks. Looks good on them. Red is one of my favorite colors.
"What were you saying about going somewhere? You mean like lunch or just hanging out in the city? Whatever you decide, I'm down with," I say sweetly.
Benji clears his throat before saying, "Plans canceled. We're not leaving this house if you're wearing that. Before you get all huffy, what I mean is you look too damn good to be seen out in public with us. Therefore, we don't want any other man, or woman for that matter, checking you out. You're only allowed of the house wearing ugly granny clothing. Roman you agree?"
Roman brings his fist up for a bump and nods his head in approval. HA! They're crazy, I am not going to let them put me on a leash like some animal so either we're going out or I'm leaving without them.
Walking over to them, I give each a kiss on the cheek. Before walking towards the front doors.
"Boys, you have 5 minutes to change clothes. If you're not down here in the allotted time, then I'm hitting the city stag, another men and women be damned. Time starts.............NOW!"
