TORN!

BOARD MEETING

Cerian.
Two things woke me up , the annoying cock crow from my alarm and the other being a gentle shove from Denver. Mostly it was the alarm.

"Morning," Denver greeted and I responded with an incoherent mumble.

After yawning,I sat up and looked at the window. The sun seemed to smile at mine,so I smiled back at it before turning my attention to Denver. He looked and smelled fresh from the shower. He was wearing a bathrobe and had a towel wrapped around his head to you know keep water from dripping on the carpet...

"What time did you get up?" I asked.

"Seven,please get in the bathroom, we can't afford to be late,"

I obeyed, slid out of bed and went straight into the bathroom. I felt some sort of relief when the first drops of hot water hit my skin as my senses fully awakened. In as much as I loved hot showers, I couldn't stay in the bathroom longer than I would normally . Minutes later,I was out feeling fresh and smelling like cinnamon.

Black leather boots,black pants and a black blazer over white Givenchy cotton shirt were my choice of clothing for the meeting. My unruly hair was tucked under a black fedora hat that Dean got me because he's such a nice friend. When I first got the fedora, I thought I'd hate it,but damn! Fedora's are cool and a fashion statement.

When I got down the to the kitchen for breakfast, Denver handed me a cup of coffee and a plate of warm tossed bread, "You look amazing ," He complimented with a genuine smile.

" Thanks...you too.." Came my short and completely honest reply.

Denver always dressed to impress and today just proves my point because of his well pressed three piece shiny grey plaid  suit and his platinum blonde hair styled to the back in gentle waves.

The atmosphere between us was tense ,thick enough for a knife to cut and I blame it on the elephant in the room. I was still mad at him,like he was at me I guess then there was Zachary. I will meet him again today,because he's also going to be at the meeting .

Tension... Too much tension.

"We still have five minutes before we leave," Denver informed me while flicking his wrist watch, "We could maybe talk about 8th..."

Cough...

Cough....

Cough...

Let's just say,coffee went to the wrong pipe and I almost choked to death. Wonder what the media would write for the story's headline DEATH BY COFFEE Or COFFEE CLAIMS CERIAN REIGN.

You think I'm exaggerating too much?

I'm not exaggerating, even Denver thought I was going to die,he patted my back for some sought of Aid and handed me a napkin. Worry was written over his face. Denver really never gets worried unless sales are declining over at Dynasty.

"Here have some water," I thankfully received a glass of water from Denver,drowning a few gulps as he continued talking. "I know I owe you a big ass apology for everything especially on that night,"

"Denver,can we not do this now.." The coughing ceased.

It's not that I didn't want his apology. I really did but it's just that,he picked the wrong time,we had an important meeting in just a few and if we got candid then I would cry. Where there's tears,there's snot and I don't want to mess myself up before I met the board.