Chapter 20

                                    

                                          
 I’m sooooooooooooooo sorry. It’s been months since I’ve uploaded. Time has flown by so fast but I promise never to let it get that bad again, (well I’ll try). This is a kinda of boring chapter but anyway here’s chapter 20.
                          
The pick is of the new character Alfred.
                          
Chapter 20
                          
It’s been a week since I confessed my feelings to James and it’s been heaven ever since. James has been so sweet and gentle yet so fiery and passionate that I feel blissful all the time. We’re together all the time but no one except Kat and possibly George knows about it. Most of the time we make love at my place when Chris is out or at the James’s joint in office apartment. Recently, I no longer think of James and I having sex as just sex. To me it's making love - not only physical but emotional too.
                          
James has been a little distant lately and I’m starting to worry. Each time we make love he makes it seem as if it’s the last time. Although that makes it even more hot and fiery, I can’t help feeling as if I’m losing him somehow. Stupid, right? Considering that he’s prepared to end his relationship with Isabelle just to be with me. I still haven’t asked him if he’s ended it yet and I know it won’t be long until I do. I don’t want to rush him but I can’t wait until I know that by being with James doesn’t involve going behind someone’s back. I mean, even when he ends it Isabelle, we’ll have to keep it a secret for awhile before going public.
                          
At the moment we’ve just finished a meeting with all the big names in business, my uncle being one of them. There are other five men in the room who are accompanied with their sectaries who all happen to be men as well. The fact that I’m the only female in this room is definitely saying something about women. My uncle had to leave for another meeting so I quickly said my goodbyes and sent my greetings to the rest of the family. I let my head ponder whilst they spoke about their personal life since they had already completed their business deal.
                          
“-her birthday soon and I’m rather stuck on what to get her.” Albert Winston, CEO of a travel ad network. He was a healthy, elderly and sweet guy who had a lovely family. I had previously met him and his wife at a work party.    
                          
“Flowers, chocolates, jewellery, dinner at a posh restaurant take your pick,” said Phillip Franklin CEO of cruise America. Albert chuckled shaking his head.  
                          
“Done, that and she’s already hinted that she didn’t want that no, no I need to do something special. Different.” Silence filled the room and I thought about Mrs Winston. She seemed like a lovely women who you could tell loved her husband very much. When we spoke she did mention not seeing enough of him. Then it hit me.
                          
“I know exactly what you should do,” I burst before I really thought about it. All male eyes fell on me and I suddenly felt very hot. James lifted his brow at me giving me a look that said “Well this better be good.” Although James is... well he’s my lover, he still kept business separate. Actually that’s a lie but it’s strictly business when we are in meetings.
                          
“And what did you have in mind?” Albert asked, giving me an encouraging smile. I coughed quickly scanning the men in the room who held a doubting expression. I stood up taller, knowing that I was representing the women today.
                          
“Well, when I spoke briefly with your wife, she mentioned not seeing you much and how hard you worked which suggest that what she really wants is for you to take time off work and spend quality with her.” A few guys laughed at this but Albert, James and some others seemed to consider it.
                          
“I think you’re right," Albert said with a wistful expression on his face. The men who were laughing stopped short.
                          
“You do,” one of the sectaries said doubtfully.
                          
“Yes. She’s been hinting about needing a break me for some time. I wonder how I haven’t realised this before. Thank you Miss Evans you’ve been most helpful.” I bowed my head in acknowledgment with a small smile on my face. “James, I think you and I need to talk.” With that they rose and left the room and began discussing. James was the CEO and owner of several hotels in several countries; many of them were famous holiday hotel destinations. When they had left the room, I put on my coat whilst the other men spoke amongst themselves.
                          
“She won’t want a holiday. Women always want items and that’s a fact,” Phillip said confidently. I picked up my bag and began walking towards the door. I grabbed the handle but turned around to face them.
                          
“Actually, what she’ll love is having quality time with the man she loves, and if you're with someone who you wouldn’t rather spend time with, then maybe it’s not love at all.” With that I spun around flicking my hair and left them stunned. I walked to the stairs and began to walk down them.
                          
“Miss Evans!” Philip shouted behind me. I turned my head towards feeling puzzled about what he wanted. God, I hope he wouldn’t get me in trouble with James for being too outspoken. Shit Rose, think before you speak.
                          
“Yes Mr Franklin, what can I do for you?” I asked in my professional tone and a strained smile. He began walking down till he was two steps higher than me. He reached into his suit pocket and took out a card. He smiled a dashing smile that made him seem charming instead of his arrogant self.
                          
“Here’s my private number. You’ve really ruffled my feathers Rose and I can’t help feeling that there’s something more between us. Call me when you want to meet up.” I had to resist the urge to laugh in his face. He held out the card towards me, looking me deep in the eyes. His eyes were a beautiful ocean blue and I had to admit that he was rather dashing.
                          
I but on a fake British accent and responded “I’m sorry Mr, Franklin but you’re simply not my type.” I turned around and carried on walking but not before I saw his mouth drop open. As I walked towards James, I couldn’t stop a smile spreading across my face. 
                          
PHLLIP’S POV
                          
“I’m sorry Mr, Franklin but you’re simply not my type,” Miss Evans said with a fake British accent, before turning away from me. Not her type! Me! She may have had the sexiest curves and the fullest mouth I’ve ever had the honour to see but she wasn’t all that. She wanted me but she wanted to play hard to get.
                          
Don’t worry Miss Evans. Game on!
                          
 URGENT
                          
OHHHHHHH what’s going to happen next? I don’t know either. Anyway I'm looking for celebrities for characters so if you have any suggestions please comment and write their names so I can check them out. :D
                          
I'll upload soon.