HER

Part Nine

Asa

I've been so out of it since yesterday, I haven't been able to keep focus for more than a few seconds.
I have so much work in front of me, but I've not been able to get anything done and it irks me.
And it was all because of fucking Kieran Preston and his insane proposition.

D'orleans had a collection of menswear coming out in a month and I needed to be focused.
I didn't need this right now, but I couldn't stop myself from replaying the whole conversation with him over and over again in my head.

I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Kieran Preston asked me to marry him.
I couldn't even begin to come up with any reason why he would suddenly decide to marry a woman he doesn't know.
What could he get out of marrying me? What the hell does he want?
And do I want to get married to him?

I mean, I do know I wanted him to take me to bed and fuck me senseless...
But do I want him enough to get married to him? And why was I even contemplating accepting his offer?

Oh, I remember why... he fucking threatened me!

I know he has the power to destroy D'orleans or me personally if he wanted to, I wasn't just going to give in to him.
It doesn't matter how much he scares me.

I can't believe I am terrified of a man five years younger than me.

The thought pissed me off to no end.
The fact that he was treating me like a mindless puppet who would just go along with his command without objection made me see red!

My answer was no, I couldn't get married to him just because of implied threats.

I suddenly remembered that I'll be meeting my best friend Yemi for a drink tonight, and It made me feel a bit calm.

Yemi was a no-nonsense lawyer and my best friend. I met her ten years ago at a cafe when she was just a law student. She and her family migrated to the US from Nigeria twenty years ago.
And she is one of the most beautiful and strongest women I've ever met.
Yemi has been my rock, someone I could rely on.
I will tell her about the whole Kieran situation...

I needed to get this off my mind, I have to tell someone.
And I also needed a drink to take the edge off.

By seven pm I walked into the pub and Immediately sighted Yemi seated at the bar with a guy.

She came with someone.

But the more I got closer to them, I realized the person with her was Shawn. My ex and sometimes booty call.

I almost groaned out loud in frustration, I could not deal with him right now.
What was he even doing here?

Shawn at 35 was attractive and successful. He was the VP at an advertising firm here in New York.

We started dating a few months after we met at a charity event last year. I broke up with him six months later. But we still had sex now and then.
He's been dropping hints about getting back together and I do not want that. Shawn was looking for a happy ending, getting out of a 5-year marriage just a couple of years ago.
Although didn't understand why he would want to get married to anyone so soon when his divorce was messy as fuck.
I was not the one for him, but he just wouldn't get that