"HOW EXCITING IS THIS?" Peggy practically screams from my office door. "When does he start?" Her enthusiastic tone is infectious and sets off a new wave of excitement in me.
"In about ten minutes," I say. "Come on, I'll walk down with you." I grab my phone and head down the hallway with Peggy towards the elevators. The day is finally here—Modeus' showcase.
"You nervous," Peggy asks.
"Yes, very. Is Freddy here?"
Peggy nods. "Not sure where exactly. I saw him this morning, but then he disappeared."
"Is he coming?" I cannot help but ask.
Peggy shoots me a look dripping with sarcasm. "Of course he's coming. Are you kidding me?"
"I wasn't sure. He's not talking to me."
"What happened when you went to his office? Was he pissed?"
"Actually," I say. "He came to my office. I tried to explain that things didn't exactly happen in the cut-throat way he assumed, but he wasn't hearing anything I had to say."
"That's Undead Fred," Peggy says. "It's his way or the highway. He'll get over it eventually. Don't worry about him. Focus on your future and not your past."
If she only knew how sorted a request that is.
We come to the elevators at the front of the suite and push the button.
Peggy turns to me. "There is nothing that can stop you now Brenda."
My shoulders sink down calmly and I smile. "We'll see. We'll see." Nervously, I look down at my phone. My adrenaline spikes again when I notice a voicemail notification. I quickly turn to Peggy like a deer in headlights.
"What's wrong," she asks.
Nervous I might sound pathetic for sharing my hope it is the lost message from Freddy, I decide to play it cool. "It's business. Go ahead. I'll meet you there. I have to take this."
Peggy nods her head and walks into the elevator without me.
The elevator doors shut behind her.
With my heart in my throat, I run into one of the empty offices and listen:
"Brenda, it's me, baby. I'm drunk. I miss you. And this is harder than I thought it would be. When you did your thing in front of everyone today that did something to me. I saw you for the woman that you are. I want to change. I want to try to change. I don't know if I can, but I want to try. Call me. Let's work this out."
I stand frozen with anger at the timing of the message. This entire thing would be squashed and we would be back together right now if I had gotten this sooner. I wave my phone in the air. "Why didn't I get this?" I walk out of the office and back to the elevator, but the courage to push the button has escaped me. I never in a million years would have expected Freddy to say he wanted to change. I have been waiting for this moment for so long and now it's all messed up.
"Brenda, you okay?" Shouts one of the Interns from down the hall looking at me like I'm crazy.
I take another deep breath, nod my head yes and push the elevator button.
The doors open.
I enter with my mind racing. My handsome Freddy said he wants to change. He wants to change for me. The need to find him and tell him I love him is overwhelming, but the timing is wrong. I will tell him after the showcase. I put my phone to my chest and close my eyes. He loves me. He really loves me.
The elevator unexpectedly stops on the ground level shaking me out of my Freddy trance.
The doors open.
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Condemned (Paranormal Romance) CompletedRomance
Brenda Summers, a telepathic A&R Rep., from a successful indie record label struggles to be noticed under the shadow of her boss Freddy Cartwright, an ex-motocross champion with whom she is having a torrid workplace affair. Brenda gets her chance to...