Christopher by Aria Charlotte

Christopher:
I put on my everyday look. I’m far more than all these. This is me, and I don’t care what anybody thinks. Nobody’s opinion is going to steer my life. I adjusted my tie and brushed my hand through my hair neatly. This is me seeking success in healthy ways to further my goals. Yes, I’m going to see Lilah Remington, and I’m going to wear this ‘Have I met you before?’ face. I won’t let any woman jeopardize my thirst for success or come in the middle of my business. I am who I am; a boss and oh, yes, a goal-oriented one.

Lilah:
This is what I’ve been praying against. It’s not precisely his showing up in my office that’s scary, but the way I felt is what scares me. I’ve been telling myself for the past two months that if I ever see him again, he won’t have any effect on me. I have been telling myself that, but I guess they were just words, because when I saw him, I won’t lie; I felt something, and that thing is what I’ve been praying against. When I turned around, and I saw those green eyes, I almost stopped breathing.