Into Your Arms

ETIC, NEW

d put her to sleep" I say on the phone, to Ms. Monet with short breaths. First day at work an

ow to stop my baby from crying all the while sprinting towards

HLETIC

'd gone to my only supporter Eden. She helped me out a lot especially when I found out I was sti

I finally left for New Orleans to start a new life for myself and m

her" I say as I quickly walk into the large buildi

by no more crying . Be a good girl for your godmother and I'll be back in a

rtly sight the receptionist befor

her gray eyes clearly asking th

the personal assistant job

s, and I walk closely behind her praying to God that today goes well. She op

massive desk's swivels, a handsome man coming

" I'm Abigail, your

s eyes and a smile makes its

d possibl

again, Abby!"

would ask, sitting five feet away f

g?" His voice rings in my head, memories f

as always calling, either needing my help on something

ky. I'm the only one capable of keeping and putting up with the m

review urgent emails, prep meeting materials, brief Mr. Grey on the day's ag

ivery and at times, I'm his arch nemesis at ping pong. And some days

with Nicolas is one.

t." I say, juggling between driving and soothi

, throwing her regu

raffic light blink yellow. I'm late for work again and worst of all

r. I look at the caller ID

of the

re the call, knowing the trouble I was definitely getting myself into. I finally swerve left before I blow my

ush back into my car. That's Eden's paternal Grandma and she loves kids so I had to occupy her with

my sweaty palm against my blue jean

dodge a car. I was greeted with silence when I shift my eyes to

. Gr

I furrow my brows before I look at

it's 9:3

my personal assistant to the roads !" He was doing it

and your drink. Traffic

the call. I want to scoff but I want to look at him in bewilderment while I do it. He had some guts really. One min

window button to whine down, I input the 'not so' private password to his house gate

as Gardener says when he sees me s

deliver to Nicolas. Throwing his laundry and a few others which could not get spoiled or broken on the

rise rather than reply. Reaching for the tea, I pick u

quint my eyes at Nicolas seated on the floor, legs entwine

so annoying

k, sir." His eyes opened and he was looking

ok like Holida

week and I feel like I woul

r. You said it. I just ne

o me . Besides, only peo

it. P

't calculate my words before spitting it off. But

es went dark. " Y

a day's break

. My eyes shift to his biceps and chest region and I'm flushed. Nicolas may seem path

ing, still awaiting an answer. I couldn't give him one

calls and I

lie though. I had my emergencies. Hanna wa

e was strolling close, coverin

d I feel pinpoint. My mind was numb at the moment. I've never been this closest to him, our bodies nearly touching, his breat

king my bra and black top. Nicolas eyes shift downward and I trace them to my boobs. It felt

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