Two of Hearts

by Alexa Jackson

  - Well, Miss. Connor. I'm glad that everything has been well in his surgery, and I hope Mr. Durant recovers soon. It is very much needed in the office.

  Something about what I said seems to have troubled you.

  - Of course everything will be fine soon. Please feel free, I'll help Neil down.

  As she goes to the elevator, Adam and I settled in on the couch. He at the farthest distance possible. I trying to keep it hurt me so much.

  When Neil down, he asks that we accompany to the office.

  Place it on top of everything that happened in the company while he was away. Although his memory loss is known to all, he surprised us by doing some clever questions. Unconsciously, the brilliant CEO manifested.

  Adam, on the other hand, spent almost two hours of silence.

  - I think that soon I can get back to the office, even though I still do not remember. The doctor said that the more regular follow my life, the easier my recovery.

  He is very excited about this prospect. I confess I want him to come back soon. We are good working together.

  - Speaking of work. About Dubai, I need you with me Penelope.

  Neil looks at him, he looks confused. I'm shocked.

  - It is that complex that Richard told me? The opening is not next month? Something is wrong?

  That's a question I ask myself. Although Neil is a member of this great enterprise, he had come more as an investor. The main responsibility for everything happening was Richard and his team. This has nothing to do with DET and my work.

  - Some details need to be seen up close ...

  Adam said, looking away from me, like he was avoiding me.

  - We had some problems with some protesters. Great care is. I need an assistant with me, my secretary will leave.

  - In this case, I see no problem. I could do that, Miss. Walker?

  I shake my head, saying yes, but my mind screams desperately not.

  Neil smiled, indifferent to my panicked look.

  - So, problem solved. The place is beautiful, certainly will also have fun.

  When we left home, my last thought is fun.

  - Why did you do that? Why invented this absurd trip?

  - What makes you think I made all this? There were even problems that need my attention.

  Sure, he got to travel to Dubai. Some protesters had been too aggressive. In one of these conflicts, Richard was hit and ended up being hospitalized. I knew this because it was reported in the newspaper. At the time, I was terrified that something would happen to Adam.

  - Because I? I know nothing about the complex.

  As the airline that Neil has to Evan, he just gets involved in business. He says they are investments, but actually, I think he wanted to help friends in their contracts.

  - You really do not know?

  Adam walks toward me. Within seconds, I'm being pressed between him and the car.

  - No, I do not know ...

  His lips are so close to mine, if I lean just a little head ...

  - First, you act like an idiot. Then ignores me completely. What the hell you want with me? Why do not you leave me alone?

  - You want me to leave her alone? Is that really what you want?

  There is an aggressiveness in his eyes, not in a way you want to hurt me. I see passion.

  - I ... I want.

  His finger touches my lips, separating them. I close my eyes, savoring the gentle caress.

  - Your mouth says one thing.

  His fingers slip from one end to another of my parted lips.

  - Your body says another.

  Your hands touch mine, which had been tightly holding his jacket.

  I open my eyes and find their full promise. I know he will kiss me. My heart leaping in my chest anticipates this moment.

  The second follow on a harrowing torture. And nothing happens.

  - See you later.

  - Where are you going?

  The question I really wanted to do is: why not kissed me, you moron?

  - If I get into that car, I do not answer me.

  Completely shocked, frustrated and disappointed, I see him follow the sidewalk.

  Before opening the door, I see the driver disguise an amused smile.

  Shit. I had forgotten that he had been there witnessing all.

  My life had changed much since Adam came into it. Something that has never changed, and never seems to change is the fact that I lose track of the world when I'm in his arms. It ceases to exist.

  ****

  I still think that almost kiss and feel my hatred for that man increase. I have not ... I need to find some way to kick him out of my life. It should not be something so impossible. Speaks seriously. Who am I kidding?

  Adam was ingrained in me like a second skin.

  Dissatisfied with myself, I gather the folders on my desk with a certain aggressiveness. Since I met him, I tend to discount my frustrations towards him on all objects you encounter along the way.

  I smile of my own follies, and when I lift the look, I find myself with Paige, analyzing me.

  - MS. Fisher? - Smile, surprised by his presence - How are you?

  - We've been through this formality, Penelope - she says. Her look is friendly. Friendly too, I'd say. - Paige only.

  - Okay, Paige. Do you want to contact another buffet or organizing that indicated not reached your expectations?

  - No! She is great. In fact, it is another matter - he says softly. I know that voice and knack who wants something. Julienne always uses this tactic with me - I really need your help.

  On the fly. I listen intently as she calmly says his goal is to find out where the farewell Richard will be held.

  - You want me to find out where the party is? - I ask alarmed - How do you expect me to get it?

  - Now that Neil is away from the company, Adam has enough here, do not you?

  Not as much as I would like and wanted to admit.

  - Yes, but ... - I feel my face on fire.

  - With little way - she adds with a soft voice - You get some information. Please! - She begs with crying face - My marriage depends on it.

  I look at her, not at all impressed with its dramatic theater. But I decide to help her. I feel that these men need a lesson. I think Paige is the right person to teach them a thing or two.

  - Okay, I want to give them a lesson - she reads my mind - Please. united women.

  - Okay, I'll do what I can. But I do not promise anything.

  Paige leaps toward me and drag me the chair, giving me a tight hug.

  - You're crazy - river with her.

  Definitely Paige Fischer is a crazy woman, as everyone says. And I decided I like it.

  Chapter 14

  Adam

  "Stop deciding things for me!"

  These were words spoken with determination that made me flinch. In recent months, I had dictated what was or was not good for her. All the choices and decisions were in my hands. Now I see I was wrong all the time. I was the one that moved away when I hid the truth. I made a mess after another, clinging to fear of what they might do against Penelope. Out that I, with my attitudes, I had it away from me. I hurt, I hurt, I was playing Evan in her arms.

  So she played this truth in my face, I realized the great fool I've been with. So, I did what you asked and gave the space claimed.

  This determination lasted until the next day. When I saw her, beautiful, standing in front of me, any logical thinking left.

  I wanted to say something, and take off your clothes and throw it on the table. Penelope is different, it does not want to be just fucked. So to say that she was late was all that went through my airhead. Not that I was really worried about it, but because I spent the damn half an hour waiting for your arrival, rehearsing what to say to her, and two minutes late had been an eternity passing before my eyes.

  From then on, I started to act insanely. I needed to have her next to me anyway. I needed to clarify what happened. Count on the cameras in his apartment.
To say that I did not take your privacy, although it was literally exactly what I did. I just wanted to be with her in some way. No. Nothing justifies what I did, and that's what makes me terrified.

  I searched all the ridiculous reasons to lure her to my office. A stupid typo. A contract knew eyes closed. Even the crap of a broken pencil out enough reason to attract. But when this happened, I was fighting. It looked like a spoiled child wanting to draw attention, and when he could not know what to do with it. Not when Penelope insisted on treating me with the same coldness of an iceberg. Of course I would retort trying to tease her. He even talks back on your clothes. There was nothing wrong with the red dress, it was elegant and understated, but is shaped in your body like a second skin. The bastard was sexy to bludgeon. And so she left, I had to lock myself in the office of the bathroom and get rid of that erection that, I swear, fuck, would last all week.

  In the office, it would be impossible to have any kind of dialogue. With the same determination she had to get away from me, other people had to mess up in the most unlikely hours, causing it to flee. Aline, then, that was record-breaking, always seemed to know the right moment to emerge.

  So I invented that business lunch. It would have been perfect, I tell the truth and would understand how much I love her. I kneel down before all, if necessary, seeking his forgiveness.

  That was until Evan appears, ruining everything. The bastard even had the gall to remind me a deal I made long ago.

  My will was to go after him and demand to stay away. It lasted until I remember what she said.

  Even with the possibility that Penelope would never forgive me, the decision to stay or not it belongs to her. Your choices are, and I accept, even if it destroys me inside.

  The truth is that I just wanted a second chance. Hell, I deserved it. For all that we live, we suffer to stay together. Nothing in this life seems more correct than us together.

  So I did not feel guilty about asking to study a project until later when I heard marking a dinner with Parker. Not that Liam went to her apartment to spoil the evening, hearing Aline gossiping with a friend when he found that I had not been listening. Even Peter was forced to intercede.

  Yeah, I was acting like a madman. Contradicting my rational side to let her make decisions without any more interference from me.

  However, one thing is what does the mind, another is what says my stupid heart. And he shouts, fight for it, no matter what weapons you need to enter this war.

  Depart from me to Penelope sees I'm respecting his will and time to think, was the only solution I thought. Stay day to day with her without being able to touch, hug, kiss and immerse yourself in this passion so evident when we are close, it did not help me at all to keep your hands away.

  Spend more time on my business while I torture, prevented me from committing more bullshit.

  I am on record do stupid whenever I'm around her. That's because this is the only woman who could shake all my structures.

  God, if she only knew the power you have over me, my life would that purgatory to an endless hell.

  I would jump a hundred-story building if she told you play.

  So the trip to Dubai is so important. Far from everything and everyone. First, I will win her back and prove that this distancing is ridiculous. I love you and I know, beyond a doubt, that she loves me too.

  And even if she wanted to run away, I would not have to run. That would be the last time I would make the decision in your hands. After that, he talks about the cameras, and Penelope have my assurance that I will act ever so lightly, and neither ignore what she thinks again.

  ****

  The flight leaves in ten minutes, and Penelope has not given signs. The Commissioner had already given me the last warning to board. Needless to say that almost shouted at her to say that we were not going anywhere without her. After all, this is no ordinary plane, the plane is Neil, then everyone waited. If I had to go to Penelope's house and drag her by the hair, I would do it. In fact, the thought began to promote in my head and gain more strength when I saw her come dragging a small suitcase.

  I do not know if the silly grin on my face is because of relief to see her or because of the delicate suitcase in his hand.

  No matter, my heart is playing the 5th symphony of Beethoven.

  - You're late.

  Sure, the year of the asshole was back. All I need is that she throw the bag on my head and walk away. What's this woman that makes me a fool?

  - That still sounds ridiculous to me.

  I watch her while delivering the mail and check if everything is right to left.

  - I told you, I need a ...

  - Do not laugh my intelligence, Adam. You know very well that I do not need to be here. And ask Mr. Durant asked me this as a personal favor was low blow ...

  Hell, I really did it, after it indicated another employee, the day after our visit to Neil.

  I suggested on the day we play poker at his house. The doctor had suggested that he had as much normalcy as possible to recover the memory, and even though I know of his condition, did not hesitate to make it clear that I had countless favors.

  - I hope you have a reason to be so ... so ...

  - Idiot? Asshole? Douchebag?

  I see you roll your eyes and drop your fingers that before were buried in the palms of their hands.

  - Just do not make me regret it!

  As she follows stomping, I see why I'm crazy about her. Woman makes me drink wine in hell, and yet, I find it wonderful.

  - You will not regret.

  He said to sit beside her. I'm having one more chance. And I will not waste it.

  Chapter 15

  Penelope

  We are directed into the jet, and I can only think of how foolish I am very great. Probably the silliest woman on the planet. First, because I fell in love with him. Then why am still irrevocably in love, and may never be able to stop being. And of course, for agreeing to do this trip.

  Let's be realistic: in fact, being honest, I would be very innocent I did not know that Adam has ulterior or many intentions. And obviously call anyone ass if I did not confess that I wish so much that he's trying a rapprochement.

  Sure, he was a son of a bitch when pushed me in the name of such security. But shamefully after my initial anger and disappointment passed, it ceased to matter. Okay, he lied, or as he prefers to say, omitted the truth, but all this because he loved me, right?

  Not that he was looking for reasons all the time to be separated, is not it?

  So are these doubts pounding in my head that make me feel afraid.

  Accommodotrainer me long sofa dark brown suede, it is soft and warm. As soon as Adam sits next to me, I start to look around. The predominant tone is beige. Every piece of wood is cherry. There are two long-backed chairs in front of us, including a rotating round table, also made of wood. Go ahead, I notice a door which I imagine to be a suite, as the Commissioner took my suitcase there. In one of the counters, next to the couch, it is a vase with flowers, orchids, preferred mine. They are beautiful, and I wonder how they will hold up when the plane took off.

  - Champagne?

  I see the Commissioner and respond negatively to the head. Ignoring my refusal, Adam takes two glasses and hands one to me.

  - Just because we work, does not mean we can not have some fun. In addition, it will be a long journey.

  The first touch of his hands on my leg almost makes me convulse.

  I had created a list of five reasons that keep me safe from the onslaughts of it.

  First, do not look long for the eyes, there is more heat there than in a volcano.

  Second, never focus my eyes on her mouth, she reminds me of wonderful sensations.

  Third, the sound of your voice has the power to fire me, then I should stay as far as possible and not allow it to engage me as a flutist delighting the serpent.

  Room: under no circumstances should I get to the stage he touch me. Only it makes me forget all the others.r />
  And fifth ...

  Fifth ... Ah, the fifth ...

  - You know I drink and I ...

  His hand stroking my knee completely takes my concentration.

  Damn it! For what reason did not use pants when I chose what to wear four hours ago?

  Simple: Adam loves skirts and dresses, she said it was more practical and made me even more beautiful. Then when I put the dress wine, it was not because I liked how he set perfectly to my body; I wore because I knew he would approve. Unconsciously or not, I got ready for it carefully.

  Even pink suitcase was deliberate. There are times that do not call me Charmosa even never wanting to admit, the affectionate nickname always fascinated me.

  I take the cup from your hands and turn quickly. Suddenly I feel very thirsty and immense heat. The sweet and coceguinhas like champagne bubbling bring me something refreshing and illusory. Of course, still boil inside.

  Adam back to fill my cup, this time try to slow down. My low tolerance to alcohol is no secret to him, and to have our well settled situation, I'd rather be aware. Just his presence is enough to get drunk.

  Pull away your hand, now on my thigh, and eye-firm.

  - Why do not you put me aware of what I do?

  This talk about work keep you away.

  - It's all right.

  Your smile is full of wit. Obviously he noticed what were my intentions.

  As soon as he walks into the room, I jump to one of the chairs opposite. The table that would be between us offer barrier enough.

  Adam returns with a folder. Ignoring his look disappointed to see that changed my place, I smile openly and in the most professional way I can remember.

  No, handsome, it will not be so easy. From what I know, this trip was a scam. And while my heart drumming in my chest anxiety at the time of being in his arms, I will not facilitate anything for him. After all, there are 12 hours away.

  My only question is: Would I be able to withstand 12 hours next to him?

  He sits down and starts the technical explanations of the work. Her seductive voice will percolating in my mind, disconnecting me all around. I realized that the Commissioner has returned, now with the bottle of champagne, when she served me.