owning the love of my life

chapter 3

Chapter 3
CLAIRE
I TAKE OUT MY spare key to open my apartment door. Finally inside, I cried my eyes out in despair unable to come to terms with what I'd just done. I wanted to have sex with him so bad I didn't thoroughly think about what's at stake.

"What happened?" Rebecca said emerging from my room and walking towards me.

"I fucked up beccs" I throw myself in her arms, weeping uncontrollably.

"I saw your text, you didn't later do it"

"I did" I muffled.

"You did? So what's the crying about?"

"I shouldn't have, I can't be friends with him again"

"Did he say anything?" She straightened me up.
"No, after we were done I ran out of the limo"

"You did it in his car?"

I affirmatively nod.
"Damn girl you're wilder than I thought. Did you enjoy it?"

"This is not funny beccs"

"Just take a shower and sleep, you'll feel better tomorrow". She led me into the room.

DAMON
I SAT STILL ALL THROUGH the journey back to my penthouse reminiscing all that transpired a few minutes ago. It played back on repeat.

" we're here sir" Thomas informed

"I'll be out in a minute" I managed to say.

I just had sex in my car with the woman my heart belongs to and I don't know what to do next. Amidst thinking I'd cheated on Megan, Claire left hurriedly and we never got the chance to talk through it.

It's time to follow my heart. I have always loved her and now that I have all I can to nurture my love for her, I'll win her heart and make her mine. Now the first step is to break up with Megan.

CLAIRE

THURSDAY GOT ME FEELING like not coming to work. But the stupid meeting with the CEO I've never met made me come. Didn't want the boss thinking a lazy bone had been hired.

I sat alone in the conference room ten minutes before the meeting. Rebecca's call came in.

"Hey, how are you doing?"

"I'll get through it"

"Better"

"Well aside from the fact that Damon will think I'm a cheap slut, I'm good"

"Darling it's not like you'll be bumping into him anytime soon so relax and give yourself a break"

"He sent me a text"

"Oh he did?? See he's not that bad, what did he say?"

"He wants to talk"

"And what did you say?"

"Nothing yet" I saw Nick come in. "I've got to go now, I'll call you later" I killed the call.

"Hi Claire, you don't look so good, are you okay?"

"Oh I'm fine, just not sleeping well"

"Ari's fault I'm guessing" he sits beside me

"Well that and other personal reasons"

Other directors walked in making it inconvenient to talk more.

"You'll tell me later" Nick said

"Not happening" I smile

"Fair enough, it's better than you saying never"

"It's the same meaning Nick" I laughed

"Now that's the face I want to see, laughing suits you"