Breathless

Chapter One

WILL!>>>

"I think that's the last one," Will puts the last box down. Sighing and plopping onto the couch besides me. "God, the city is beautiful, I'm glad we're here. Like, imagine if you never did ask me to come along. I would probably still be living in the living room of your small studio in New York, eating all your fudge ice cream to sad romantic films. Ugh, sounds terrible. This is a new start, I can move on with my life and you too, and maybe even you'll finally find someone here," he sighs. "hopefully I can."

Will puts his arm around my shoulder, I instinctively lean into him.

"Will, sometimes you're more girly than I am. And yeah, your right, this is a new start and it may or may not be the best things that happen to us." I reply quietly staring out of the window, looking straight into the city and Michigan Lake.

"Katherine!" I hear my mom's voice from the hall outside the apartment, also the sound of her heels clicking and echoing of the walls the sandstone floor of hallways.

I rush towards her, I've been looking froward to seeing her all day! After a long flight from New York I finally getting to see her is the best thing ever.

"So what do you think? Max and I loved it, this apartment is absolutely perfect." She wraps her arms tightly around me. And I can't help but find comfort from being in the arms of my mother. "I'm so glad you decided to move here. Don't you love it? I'm so happy to see you baby, god you're so beautiful."

I giggled at my mother's greeding. "Hello to you too, mom." I mock. "Words can't describe how grateful I am for what you and Max have done for me I can't thank you enough. The-"

She raises a hand and I stop speaking, "Hello darling, and there's no need to thank me, you deserve this, and I'm happy for you."

"Thank you mom." I say without thinking and she gives me a playful glare. I continue on changing the subject. "I think the city is beautiful, I'm already falling in love with everything about it. It's fascinating how much more clean the streets are here, that was a huge shocker." Its true, NYC doesnt have the cleanest streets.

Max (my mother's third, and hopefully last husband) had offered me a job working as assistant for a CEO and business partner of one of his companies, (did I mention that Max is one of the richest men in Chicago?). It took me a while to accept his offer since I would have to come live here in Chicago, not that I had anything against the city. I fell in love ever since I first came here when my mother moved here, and I spent most summers in this city and I loved it. I always considered moving here with her, but then if I had to move I would be leaving my dad and all my friends from New York behind.

Later Will had a job offer as photographer for a magazine in the city and I told him about the offer.

We always planned on moving in together and living in a big city, (we were origanally planing on Los Angeles.) It took me about a month to call back to accept. I spent nights thinking about all the things I would be leaving behind if I moved, my dad and step-mom, my step brother, friends, and my part time job at Gucci (which I adored, by the way, but it's just not something I was okay with spending my whole life doing). Then I thought of how much I always wanted this, I studied to work in business, and I couldn't ignore such a great opportunity like this. I went to college for this, not for expensive boutiques, even though I have to admit I got plenty of nice things from working there.

Most people would kill for what I had offered, and I guess I was lucky; I basically had an amazing, well paying, opportunity of a lifetime . There was no way I would just pass that up.

I also didn't feel bad about taking it. I would feel bad if it was my step dad who I worked for. But it wasn't, He explained it well to me that I would be working for someone else, his business partner as his own personal assistant. Which after hearing him say it made me feel better.