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Meet me for a drink
sexy girl!

I quickly took my make-up off and looked over at Ellie
. She was reading Fifty Shades of Grey, for the fifth time.

“Ellie
, are you seriously reading that again?” I teased.

“A
girl can dream can’t she? My new life plan is to stumble into every office of a CEO until I find a Christian Grey.” She sighed dramatically.

“Good plan
, but if you find him remember your best friend. I’m going to meet Noah at the bar, want to join?”

“Maybe in a bit
, I’m waiting for Brad.” She winked.


Okay, see you at home then.” I packed up my bag and put it by the backdoor before heading out to the bar. I didn’t get two steps into the club before Noah grabbed me from behind.

“Noah.” I squealed.

“Who’s Noah?” I turned around and realized it wasn’t Noah, it was Reid.

“What are you doing here Reid?”

“I came to see you, why else?” He said smugly.

“You just saw me earlier
. I believe I told you I don’t want to see you anymore.”

“You didn’t answer my
question. Who’s Noah?”

“That woul
d be me.” Noah appeared behind me for real this time. He wrapped one arm protectively around me and offered his other hand to Reid. I shrunk into him getting as close as I could. Reid was sizing him up, as if it were a competition. Noah was still in his suit and looked like he just stepped off a runway. Reid was in a polo shirt, khakis and brown loafers and he looked like the arrogant ass he was.

“Reid.” He said shaking his hand. “
And you are?”


Noah Sinclair. Jules is my fiancé, isn’t that right Jujube.” I nodded, to shocked to say anything.

“I don’t see a ring.”
He looked at my hand.

“It’s at the jeweler being sized.” Noah said without hesitation.

“You didn’t say you got engaged when I saw you earlier.”
Great, he’s picking a fight.
I felt Noah tense up.

“Actually
that’s because I told you I didn’t want to see you this morning. Reid, I’m with Noah now. You need to move on too.” He reached out to me.

“Keep your
hands off my girl or you and I are going to have problems.” Noah spat.


Jules.” He pleaded.

“Reid you need to go or I
’m going to get Preacher and you’ll be escorted out.”

“Fine. I’ll go, b
ut you’ll see you belong to me.” He turned and walked away and I breathed a sigh of relief. Noah led me over to the bar and we ordered our drinks.

“W
hat was that about?” Noah asked confused.

“That’s Reid, my ex.”

“Oh. Are there a lot of them that I’m going to have to fend off?” He teased.

“He doesn’t think it’s over
, as you can see. I’ve made it very clear on more than one occasion. It’s been over for a couple months, but he’s persistent.”

“I
f he gives you anymore trouble let me know. Jackson and I will take care of it and he won’t bother you ever again.”

“Noah.” I said sternly
as he smiled a boyish grin. “Thank you for saving me like that. What are you doing showing up here anyway?”

“I missed you. I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day.”

“Me too.” He seemed appeased. I moved off my stool and climbed up to sit in his lap. I leaned in and kissed him long and hard until Ellie came up and cleared her throat. I pulled away.

“Take it to the storage closet you two.”

“How about I take you home with me instead? My driver’s around the block.” He whispered in my ear. I felt my whole body grow hot with anticipation, I nodded. He pulled out his phone and told the driver to come pick him up. He said he usually hired a driver for during the week so he didn’t have to worry about traffic or parking.

“Be safe.” Ellie called after us
, but we were already halfway out the door. I pushed him up against the brick wall of the club and started kissing him again. He looked so sexy in his suit.

As soon as the car arrived the driver came around and opened the door
. I rubbed him through the suit material making the look in his eyes turn feral. I knew it was going to be hot. When we pulled up in front of his building, ten minutes later, he strategically placed me in front of him to block his now very prominent erection. Once inside his condo he pushed me up against the wall and claimed my mouth, unbuttoning my pants and pushing them to my feet. He was practically panting.

“We’re not going to make it to the bed are we
?” I joked, slipping his jacket off his shoulders.

“Not a chance.” He lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist as he slowly sank into me.
I dug my nails into his back as he picked up the pace. I was enjoying the pleasure overload. I looked down watching him slide in and out and I felt my body tighten, I knew he felt it too.

“Come on baby.” He whispered
. I screamed out his name.

Without breaking our connection he moved us so my back was on the couch where he continued his pursuit until we were both sated. I looked over his shoulder and it looked like a tornado had ripped through here.
I broke into a fit of giggles.

“What’s so funny?”

“Us. We’re like a tornado. I think my bra is hanging from your chandelier.”

“It look
s good there. I think I’ll leave it there.” He smiled, kissing me. “Can you stay tonight? Please.”

“Not tonight
. I have a long day tomorrow, but I’ll see you for dinner, right?”

“I wouldn’t miss it. I have a meeting first thing in the morning to discuss things with Robert
, but the rest of my day is pretty open. At least I don’t have to go to court.”

“Is everything going to be okay?
With work I mean.” I was concerned that breaking off his engagement with the boss’ daughter would cause problems with his job.

“I’m not sure. I don’t think there is anything to worry about,
but Carrie’s his little girl so I’m not sure. It doesn’t matter either way.” He was holding me as if his next breath depended on it. “I’m hoping this is our second chance Jules. I thought I’d never see you again, no matter what happens as long as I have you nothing else matters. Besides, you know I don’t really need the money.” That was true. His Grandfather passed away when he was sixteen and left him a very sizable inheritance. It would be enough to last him the rest of his life and then some.

“I know
, but your dream was to become a lawyer and I don’t want you to lose that, especially because of me.”

“Don’t worry your pretty little head.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER EIGHT

Get Out Alive

Noah

 

My alarm went off at six-thirty like every morning. I geared up for my morning run and hit the streets of Manhattan. I ran the same route every day, but today I seemed to notice more little things that I usually blocked out. I ran past a couple jogging with a stroller, I wished so much that it could be Jules and I. I wondered how bad the scarring was and if there was any kind of procedure that could be done down the road to increase our chances.

I was hoping Robert would
go easy on me. I didn’t let Jules know how worried I really was about the meeting. When I got back to the condo I showered and dressed in a navy blue suit. I paired it with a white shirt, a slim burgundy tie, and brown shoes. I ran some pomade through my hair and headed downstairs to where my driver, Segundo, was waiting to take me to work. My phone pinged.

Morning handsome! Thinking of you. Let me know how you make out. <3

Good morning beautiful girl. I will call you when I’m done. ILU

My
anxiety skyrocketed as we pulled up to the building. I headed to the forty-fourth floor and walked into Collins, McMillan, Oliver and Pratt. I slowly walked towards the back of the office where Robert Collins’ personal office was. He was sitting behind his desk.

“Mr. Sinclair, please come in.” I put on a brave face and took a seat at one of the brown leather seats in front of his desk.
Robert Collins was a rotund man in his mid-fifties with salt and pepper hair and rosy cheeks. He was ruthless in the courtroom and had a mile long list of high profile clients.

“Mr. Collins.” I said
, since he was being formal.

“I’m sure you know why I called this meeting.”
He looked at me sternly. I nodded.
This is not looking good.

“As you
already know I’ve put a sizable amount of money towards the wedding and it seems like it’s no longer taking place. I want to know why you called it off.”

“Sir,
if it’s about money I can pay you back every cent. I’ll have it wired directly to wherever you’d like.”

“Noah
, I’m not worried about the money, I just hope you have a damn good reason for breaking my little girl’s heart.”

“I can’t say
you will find it to be a good reason, but when we were at my bachelor party last week I saw someone that I used to know. Actually, not just someone, it was my childhood best friend who happens also to be my first girlfriend. We were together for a long time before she was forced to move to New York with her mother. Things happened that were out of our control and we lost touch. When I saw her all those feelings came back stronger than ever. Carrie doesn’t deserve to be hurt while I figure this out. Honestly, if Jules would let me marry her I would book the first flight to Vegas and marry her, but we’re just taking things slow for now.” I sucked in a breath.

“I see. So you’re leaving my daughter for a stripper.”
He didn’t seem amused and I could only imagine what Carrie had told him.

“Sir
, I mean no disrespect, but she only does it to pay for school. She’s very intelligent. I think she said she knew you.” I cringed hoping I hadn’t hit a nerve. We didn’t talk personal business inside the workplace and mentioning that I knew he frequented Double D’s was going to cross some kind of line.

“What’s her name
??” He asked intrigued.

“Julia Kline
, but her working name is Felony.” I saw his face light up.
Okay, I wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction but it is Jules we’re talking about.
I crossed my fingers.

“From Double D’s?”

I nodded. “Yes sir.”


I’ve actually had the pleasure of having some conversations with Ms. Kline. She’s the whole package, smart, kind, funny, and stunningly beautiful. Hell, if I wasn’t already married I’d want to marry the girl myself, and I’m old enough to be her father.” He laughed.

“So
, you’re not mad?” I asked, hesitant.

“I
cant say that I’m not disappointed that I won’t get you as a son in law, but I’m hoping that I can settle for having you as a partner at the firm. You’re a damn good lawyer Noah. You’re tenacious, strong-willed, and you remind me of a younger version of myself. I’d hate to lose you to another firm.”

“What about Carrie?”

“Carrie’s my daughter and I love her dearly, but she’s a bitch. I know that. I think I may have over compensated too much with indulging her. I wasn’t around very much when she was younger and after her mother and I split she didn’t really like wife number two, or three, so she didn’t come around much. It didn’t help that her mother was on a head-trip and used her against me in any way possible to get what she wanted. Unfortunately, the one to suffer was Carrie. As I said, I’m disappointed, but I do understand. The heart wants what the heart wants. So, what do you say should we change the name to Collins, McMillan, Oliver, Pratt and Sinclair?”

“I’d like that very much
, sir. I won’t let you down.”

“I know you won’t
. And Noah, all that stuff that I just disclosed stays doesn’t leave this room, understood?”
“Of course.” I stood up and shook his hand.

“I’ll have Mary Beth draw the papers up when she gets in. Why don’t you take the rest of the day off to celebrate
. I had Nick clear your schedule in case I needed to fire you.” He laughed, but I knew he was serious.

“Thank you again
, sir.”

I walked out of the room at a little after eight
and called Segundo to come pick me up. We stopped for bagels and headed to Amityville since Jules didn’t have class until eleven today. At a quarter after nine we pulled onto the street and I had him stop at the corner so I could call Jules.

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