Craved Affections

Chapter 8

"Very good, Anthony I'm sure that's fine." Wyatt expressed over the phone he had lodged between his ear and his shoulder. Both his hands were preoccupied with the sketches and pencils. "Hmmm. Yeah. No, no. We'll have the fitting in Nora's office. Yeah, I'll have my secretary call you. Yeah. Bye. Thanks. Bye." Wyatt disconnected the call and immediately pressed another button to make another one. "Nora, could you come in here for a sec?"

With that he placed down the receiver and waited. Grabbing a piece of paper, he didn't have long to wait before he heard the door open.

"Yes, Wyatt?"

"How you doing out there?" He asked still focused on the drawings in front of him.

Nora sighed loudly as she came closer. "It's slow, I've been tracking it down. Sonny thinks the fabric was misdirected once it left Hong-Kong. Our agent, William said he could resupply if necessary."

Wyatt frowned deeply and made his way quickly to her side. "The same weight, the same texture?"

"Yes, identical."

"Alright. Good." Wyatt was constantly to and fro his desk. "Can you hand that over to Elena?"

"Sure." She said quickly. Wyatt laughed as he leaned back, hands in his pocket. "What?"

"Have you met Caroline Young yet?"

"Eric's fiance, no I haven't." Nora turned away.

"You'd like her. She's a wonderful girl. Anyways she's coming in for a fitting, I want you to handle that." Wyatt instructed returning to his desk.

"A fitting?" Nora asked surprised.

"Yes," Wyatt looked up briefly. "I've designed her wedding dress."

"Wow!" Nora could barely believe it. "Lucky girl! Tell me about it."

Wyatt looked up surprised, then a smile slowly enveloped his face. "Well, it's soft, fresh, gentle, flowing lines, innocent but sensual." He made his way over to Nora with the design. "Giving. In short, something to fall in love with."

Nora forced a laugh. "You're really impressed with this girl."

"Yeah." Wyatt admitted. "She really grows on you, Nora."

She turned to him after she solidified her smile. "I can't wait to meet her. To have captured two of the three Summer men...."

"Actually, Cole's very taken with her too."

Nora turned shocked face to Wyatt's. "Well I see this girl is very special."

Wyatt was bent over the table soon after sketching away. "Well I'm sure most of it has to do with her father. Rashard Young. I hope you get a chance to meet him. He's done an uncanny job with her." Nora couldn't even respond, Every time she opened her mouth she'd have to close it back. "I've rarely met anybody quite as accepting and positive." He turned to sit on the table he was bent over beside the standing Nora. "So well bred. But she isn't naive though!"

Nora looked as if she was about to break, she was holding on by a very thin thread. "Seems like Eric's got himself a real winner."

"Yes he has." Wyatt smiled up at her. "I just hope he appreciates her."

"Why wouldn't he?"

"Oh I dunno." Wyatt started, holding on to her wrist. "Maybe it's me, Nora. This young woman is so pure and wholesome. She's so wonderfully loving and giving." Nora took a deep breath and let it out slowly and silently so as not to disturb Wyatt. "I find myself in a strange position of wanting to protect her almost as if she was one of mine."