Move- Chapter 5

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 4 HERE

 
Aria stands in a mirrored room, with high ceilings.

Surrounding her are women in athletic tank tops and leggings.

She walks to the front of the crowd.

“Hello ladies! Welcome. My name is Aria and this is my first class teaching Zumba, but I love to dance. I love to move. And Zumba above all else is about moving. So no matter what, even if you need to modify the moves, go at your own pace, and just keep moving!” she smiles as she presses play on her radio.

Allie and Molly stand front row and center as they follow along with Aria’s moves, the rest of the class trying to keep up. Aria instantly gets lost in the music as she effortlessly moves.

***

“Keep those legs up ladies! You’re doing great!” Aria yells midway through her class.
Her curvy, toned frame bouncing along to the beat, beads of sweat gathering on her forehead and neck.

***

“Thank you so much ladies! You were all on fire, I hope you had a good time!” she says smiling brightly.

The ladies all cheer and clap as they begin to collect their belongings- filing out.

A woman comes up to Aria as she grabs a sip of water, and wipes her face with a towel.

“Excuse me, Aria?”

“Hi,” She smiles at the young woman.

“I just wanted to say your class was amazing! I’ve never worked my ass off so hard and had so much fun at the same time.”

“Oh well thanks so much. I’m so glad to hear that!”

“Do you have a schedule of nights that you’ll be here?”

“Um, right now it’s just on Tuesdays, but I can definitely keep you posted,” Aria says smiling brightly.

“Ok awesome, I’ll see you next week!”

“Yes! Great! See you then!”

“Bye,” the woman says waving as Aria waves in return.

Allie and Molly walk over with smiles.

“Killer class, I feel my butt just getting more bootylicious by the second,” Molly says doing a little flirtatious jig. “Seriously that was better than any of the other classes we’ve ever taken here.”

Aria laughs.

“Truth,” Allie says pointing her finger at Aria.

“Thank you,” She says smiling at her support system.

“Did I not tell you, you’d be perfect for this?” Allie says smiling.

“Yes you did. I’m so happy that they asked me to teach, but it’s still only one night a week, my savings account isn’t going to last much longer. I have to find a second job with more hours, like now,” Aria says as she and her girls walk out of the gym and into Manhattan nightlife.

“So where are we going?” Molly says dancing her way down the street as people pass by with looks of confusion.

Allie and Aria laugh.

“I don’t know about you guys but I am a sweaty mess, all I wanna do is go home, shower, eat and crash.”

“Should we pick up tacos on the way?” Allie says.

“Tacos? What… aren’t you ladies worried about our figures,” Molly says faking seriousness.

The girls look at each other and erupt in laughter as they walk over the nearby taco truck.

“Yea, because I got this big Latin ass just from dancing,” Aria says sarcastically.

“You are blessed,” Molly says looking at her own slimmer bottom, causing the girls to laugh.

***

Aria walks into her dimly lit apartment ready to collapse.

Her cousin and roommate Layla stumbles out from her bedroom, “I smell tacos.”

Aria laughs and holds up the bag shaking it.

Layla rushes over.

“Did you get me one?”

“But of course,” Aria says sitting down at their kitchen island; Layla joining her.

“Where’s Yolanda?”

“She took a late shift at the hospital.”

“She’s been doing that a lot lately, huh?”

“Rent’s not cheap in Manhattan.”

“I know, she’s really been carrying us for the past few weeks.”

“You know Yoyo, she’s always gotta be taking care of someone.”

“No wonder she became a nurse,” Aria says laughing and taking a bite of her taco.

***

Aria places the rest of the food in the fridge with a post it note on the fridge door.

Yoyo,

Sorry we missed you. Tacos on me. Thanks for always taking care of us. Job hunting bright and early tomorrow morning.

Love you,
Ari  ❤

Aria stands in the middle of her kitchen, Layla kisses her cheek and starts to walk back toward her room.

“Hey Lay, I’m gonna just go take a walk.”

“It’s a little late, no?”

“I won’t be long.”

“You want me to go with you?”

“No go back to sleep, I just need to clear my head,” she says smiling.

“Ok well, I’m not going to be able to sleep til I know your back. Take your phone.”

“Ok,” Aria says laughing as she grabs her purse and heads out the door.

“Don’t be long- it’s late.” Layla yells after her.

***

Aria walks the darkened streets, her eyes glazing over her surroundings. People walking their dogs, couples sharing food truck meals, New York City really is the city that never sleeps, she thinks.

Aria decides to take a stroll through the park. She finds herself on a park bench just sitting there in silence staring up at the sky and the few stars that managed to break through the bright city lights.

Joggers squishing by her- one by one.

“Aria?”

Aria’s head springs forward, and an athletically dressed Liam comes into view.

“Mr. Whitmore, Hi. I was a little spaced out there, I’m sorry” she says laughing.

Is there an award for cutest laugh ever? He thinks.

“Aria, love, how many times are we going to need to run into each other, before you realize you can call me Liam?” he says laughing as he removes his headphones.

“Oh,” she says smiling.

“What brings you out so late?”

“Nothing really,” she says shrugging and looking away, the weight of the world on her mind.

“Really? Because you seemed like you were pretty lost in your thoughts there.”

“I suppose your right,” Aria says with a smile.

“Do you want to talk about it, I’ve been told I’m a pretty good listener.”

“Oh, that’s ok, I don’t want to disturb your…what are you doing here?” she says out of sorts and mentally kicking herself for looking like a total gym rat.

“I was going for a jog, I usually try to go every night, because it helps me to calm my brain down just enough to allow myself to sleep a wink,” he says smirking.

“Does it work?”

“Sometimes.” He smiles.

Aria nods and looks down at her hands, lost in thought.

Liam notices.

Aria? How bought some ice cream?”

“It’s like midnight?” she says laughing.”

“Oh don’t worry the truck will still be there, it always is.”

“Really?”

“Mm hmm, come on,” he says cocking his head toward the direction of the ice cream truck.

“You’re serious?” she says looking up at him with a smile.

“Oh I don’t joke about ice cream, love.”

Aria gives him a side eye and then laughing she stands up and joins him.

“Ok, you sold me. Lead the way,” she says as he smiles brightly.

***

Liam grabs the ice cream cones from the ice cream truck lady and hands the chocolate one with rainbow sprinkles to Aria as he takes a lick of his vanilla with chocolate sprinkles.

“Thank you,” she smiles taking a lick of hers.

Liam gestures to the nearby table and chairs as Aria follows and sits down.

“So what’s on your mind?”

“Ugh,” Aria smiles looking away.

“I’m prying. I’m sorry.” Liam says kindly, not wanting to chase her off.

Aria locks eyes with him.

“No, you’re not. You’ve been nothing but a total sweetheart. I’m sorry I’m just…overwhelmed. I have this big showcase coming up at my dance academy and it’s kind of a huge deal for me. I have to choreograph an entire performance and it’s kind of my last big shot for dance companies to see my work.”

“Why is it your last shot?”

“The academy is pretty expensive and so is Manhattan rent. And I’m not exactly in my prime…”

Liam’s brow furrows as he smirks, confused. Aria smiles and clarifies.

“As a dancer 28 is considered old to break into the industry.”

“Ah…well if your body isn’t considered a work of art, I don’t know what is,” Liam says and then mentally kicks himself when he realizes the words he thought were actually voiced out loud.

Aria freezes and looks up at him. Instant blush.

“I’m sorry, that was forward of me. I just meant you seem to work at your craft, often. It shows. I am sure you deserve this shot, along with many others.”

“Thank you,” Aria says licking her ice cream cone to stop it from dripping.

Liam looks at her, studying her movements, he spots a bit of ice cream on her lower lip and instinctively reaches over and wipes it off with his thumb, licking his thumb after.
Aria gets caught off guard, as does Liam. Why does this suddenly feel like normal behavior for them?

Damn, he thinks. Damn, she thinks, a tingle running through her.

They lock eyes and then both shake it off.

“So do you have anything so far…for the showcase?”

“Just 5 different starts to 5 different routines. I just can’t nail anything down. I don’t know what these companies are looking for.”

“Maybe that’s the problem, you’re trying to do a routine based on what you think they want to see, instead of just doing your own thing.”

“You’re probably right, I just can’t seem to get out of my head.”

“Oh, don’t I know the feeling,” Liam says with a laugh as he tosses their garbage in the nearby trash.

Aria smiles her thanks.

“I can imagine. Your line of work probably gets pretty stressful for you.”

Liam nods, smiling.

“So what’s been keeping you up at night?” Aria says.

They lock eyes and suddenly the former sentence is laced with sexuality.

Liam looks down with a laugh.

You have no idea, love, he thinks.

Aria notices, “I meant with your job, you seem to be running your troubles away. And being that you were kind enough to buy me ice cream AND let me vent to you, the least I can do is lend you an ear,” she says laughing nervously as she thanks god for the smooth recovery.

“There are parts of my job that I just adore. I love art, I love finding new artists that we get to show to the world, I love this city, I love the energy. But then there’s a huge part that I just…hate. The crunching numbers, and dealing with stogy old businesses man who wouldn’t know art if it hit them between the eyes, or worse the young guys that just want to party their savings away at strip clubs and on expensive vacations. ”

“The corporate monster, rears its ugly head.”

“Art and money…sometimes they just-”

“Don’t mix? Yea, I completely understand.”

Liam nods.

“So have you ever thought about changing your job, I mean there has to be a way where you could be more involved in the artistic side of things? I mean if that’s truly where your heart lies.”

“It is and I’ve thought about it a lot, and I would love to. But the business is a family business, it’s been around for years, my father ran it, his father before him, and so on, and so forth. My father recently passed so I am next at the helm, and the only son, so the pressure is on me to deliver.”

“I’m so sorry, that sounds incredibly difficult.”

“Some days are easy,” he says smiling up at her.

Aria smiles back.

“I have to say it’s weird seeing you in something other than a suit!” she says laughing.

“I know, contrary to popular belief I do own other clothes,” he says laughing.

“Good, comfort suits you,” she says smiling up at him.

“Thank you, I guess I’m trying to take your advice, and- what is it that you said-loosen up,” he says laughing as she smiles locking eyes with him.

Aria’s phone begins to ring.

“Oh I’m sorry it’s my cousin, I should get this.”

“Sure.” He smiles.

“Hello, hi yes I know, I’m sorry, I know. Ok yes, I’ll be home soon, ok bye,” Aria says standing up, Liam following suit.

“Sorry I should get going, I live with my two cousins and well one of them is home waiting up for me, because she knew it was kinda late. I know that might sound silly or childish, but we kinda look out for each other, we’re all each other has, so…”

“I don’t think that’s childish or silly at all, love.”

Aria smiles.

“Thank you for a really- unexpected, but really nice night,” she says smiling up at him.

“It was my pleasure,” Liam says smirking.

“Good night,” she says shyly as she begins to walk away.

Liam feels an intense rush of heavy energy as she passes him, his chest tightening, as his eyes follow her body, he doesn’t want her to leave.

“Aria.”

Aria’s heart skips a beat at the sound of his voice as she turns, not waiting to leave.

“Can I walk you home? It’s late.”

“I would like that.” She says smiling.

Liam beams on the inside as they begin their walk.

***

Aria and Liam stand in front of Aria’s apartment building- she’s fidgeting. He notices.

“Thank you so much for tonight, Liam,” she says smiling up at him.

“You called me Liam,” he says smirking brightly.

“Oh my god, I did, I’m so sorry!” she says covering her face.

“Stop it, It’s ok, I told you to. That is my name, ya know,” he says laughing as he pulls her hands from her face and down to her side.

Their eyes lock as Aria’s butterflies grow and her skin crawls with electric energy.

Liam lets go, coughing away his nerves and distancing himself.

“Good night, Mr. Whitmore,” Aria says sexier and more flirtatious then she intended to.

Liam feels a flutter in his stomach as his eyes flicker, mirroring the same flirtation.

“You pierce my heart, love,” he says smirking holding his chest jokingly.

Aria laughs as she walks up her stoop stairs to her door.

“Call me if you need a job. I know the whole 2 week temp gig may not be that appealing, but we can always find you something more stable. It’s a big company, love.”

“I may just take you up on that,” Aria says shocking even herself.

“I look forward to it,” he says smirking.

“Good night, again.” She says unlocking her door.

“Good night.” He says walking off into the night wearing the biggest grin on his face and his heart.

Aria walks off the elevator to her loft apartment, as she walks in, she leans against her door and just stands there for a beat thinking, she closes her eyes and inhales deeply, followed by a deep exhale.

“Shit,” she says to herself.

Liam walks into his home, and tosses his workout bag to the side. In a complete daze he floats to his fridge to grab a Gatorade.

Taking a sip he sits on his couch, pondering his luck tonight.

I didn’t even have to plan that run in, maybe the universe is on my side, he thinks.

My god, she just gets more beautiful every time I see her. Even in sweats, she’s flawless. That body, my god.

The thoughts that followed were a bit scandalous for a man of Liam’s polish and “prestige” to entertain…or at least to admit to entertaining.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits or otherwise.*

-<3-

Move- Chapter 4

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 3 HERE

Aria sits in her favorite café sipping on an iced coffee. She’s on her laptop watching some dance routines for some future inspiration. Lost in her own world.

A few moments later she’s jolted by the push of a pair of hands on her shoulders.
She turns to see a smiling Molly and her best friend Allie.

Aria sighs, relieved as she removes her headphones.

“Did I scare ya?” Molly says plotting down across from her. Allie follows, as she grabs Aria’s coffee and takes a sip.

“Just a little,” Aria says in a sarcastic tone as she rolls her eyes.

“So what’s up?” Allie says.

“I’ll tell you what’s up…Aria has a hottie mc hot hot, rich stallion after her.”

Allie’s mouth drops, her eyes widen with excitement.

“What? You’ve been holding out on me? What the heck?” she says.

Aria looks at Molly with a scowl which now matched the scowl on Allie’s face.

Molly lets out a laugh as she raises an eyebrow at Aria.

“I do not have any guy after me, do not entertain her fantasies.”

“Oh hunny, trust me, this is not my fantasy, my fantasy would be if that British Boy Toy would be all hot and heavy about me, but that’s just not the case. And since you did meet him first, I guess it will just have to be,” She says sighing dramatically.

Allie and Aria exchange glances and then laughs.

“You are so crazy, Mol.” Aria laughs. “Anyway…I was just researching some new dance routines, and trying to get some ideas for the showcase…”

“Changing the subject are we?” Allie says.

“Mmm hmm, that she is.”

“Ok, can we just…stop?” Aria says getting a slight blush on her cheeks.

Molly and Allie look at each other for a beat; contemplating.

“So tell me about this guy,” Allie says turning to Molly.

Aria sighs, grabbing her iced coffee back from Allie.

“Ok, he is sexy. So sexy that it could be kind of intimidating but he’s got this sweet personality that makes it all ok.”

“How could you possibly say anything, you don’t know him.”

“Defensive, much? Molly says with a knowing smile.

“No I’m just saying neither of us know anything about him.”

“We know he wants you…bad.”

“Oooh and that is all we need to know,” Allie says excitedly. “Do we have a picture?”

“No,” Aria says. “Yes!” Molly says.

Aria looks at Molly completely thrown.

Allie excitedly grabs Molly’s phone.

“Oh my god! Aria! He’s gorgeous. Aw, you guys look so good together!”

“What! Let me see that!” She says reaching and grabbing the cell phone.

A picture of Liam and Aria in the bar, leaning against the pool table talking, their eyes locked.

“When did you even take this?” Aria says mortified.

“I have my ways.”

“I wish you wouldn’t do things like this!” Aria says getting frustrated.

“Aria, he’s really cute though, and honestly from this picture, it kinda looks like he’s into you.”

“Oh he is. Trust me, I was there. His eyes were all over her.”

“They were not!”

“He calls her love.”

“Aw, oh my god forget it, I’m dead.” Allie says fanning herself.

“He’s just British, that’s their thing, it’s how they talk,” Aria says matter of factly.

“Yea when they want to flirt with a pretty girl… he sure as hell wasn’t calling me love.”

“I don’t see the bad, here, girl,” Allie says giving Aria a puzzled look.

“Look that’s enough of this ok. I’m too busy worrying about planning my performance for the showcase to even entertain the idea that some guy may or may not be interested in dating me. And I still have to find a job to be able to pay for the rest of the dance program, or the showcase won’t even happen for me. And I need this you guys. This is my last shot. So excuse me, if I’m not falling over some guy right now. I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

“I hear you. I’m sorry.” Allie says.

“He did offer you a job.” Molly says.

Aria shoots her a death glare.

Allie gasps and folds her arms.

“What…I’m just stating facts. He found out she quit working for Lucifer Lee and offered her a temp gig until she could find something. All this stress could be avoided, if she would just call him. He gave you his card.”

“So many details held back! My god! Well you just have no excuses now. Call him,” Allie says.

“No. I can’t work for him.”

“And why not?”

“Because…”

Molly freezes, her jaw dropping.

“What?” Aria says, confused.

Liam walks in, his eyes fall on Aria the minute he steps through the doorway.
Molly unfreezes and coughs “He’s here.”

“What? Who?” Aria says.

“Your boy… he just walked in.”

“You’re kidding me? Can’t you just stop playing games for once?”

“I am not playing games with you-”

“Oh he’s walking over,” Allie says shifting in her seat from excitement.

“Aria, hello love,” he says locking eyes with her as he flashes her a smile.

Aria is momentarily in shock.

“Liam hi, how are you?” Molly says taking over the speaking role.

“I’m well thanks, and yourself?” he says his eyes circling the table of women and landing on Aria of course.

“We’re good. Just having a little, girl’s lunch. This is our friend Allie by the way.”

Allie extends her hand.

“Hi, nice to meet you.”

“Pleasure,” he says shaking her hand.

Aria snaps back to reality.

“So Mr. Whitmore, what brings you to this part of the city?”

“Liam, love, call me Liam,” he says smirking.

Allie and Molly exchange swooning glances.

“I actually don’t work too far from here. So I was just grabbing a quick bite.”

“You must be busy. What is it that you do again?” Molly asks gazing up at him.

Aria shoots her a glare.

“I’m an art buyer. My company finances some of the museums and we curate art for them.”

“Wow that’s amazing… it must get pretty hectic,” she says looking away from his gaze.

“It can definitely get crazy at the office, but I have to remind myself to step outside every now and then,” he chuckles.

Aria smiles, “I hear ya,” she says, nodding her head.

“Yea Aria here, is just always crammed up in the studio!” Molly says.

“Studio? Are you an artist? Painting? Sculpting? What’s your fancy?” he says smiling.

As if you didn’t already know, you schmuck, he thinks.

“Oh no, neither. I dance,” She says shyly.

“Well that sounds to me like an art form. I’m sure you’re very good at it,” he says his crystal blue eyes peeking into her heart like an x-ray.

“She is. And she’s very flexible,” Molly says.

Aria kicks her under the table.

“Ignore her, please.” Aria says smiling up at him.

Dear God, he thinks floating in her smile.

“Order up for Liam, Liam Whitmore,” the barista calls out.

“Excuse me ladies,” Liam says turning to head over to the counter, as he takes out his wallet he greets Lynn with a smile.

Aria turns to Molly sharply. “Are you insane saying something like that to him? He’s a total gentleman, he’s just being nice and cordial and you have to make it sexual? Why?

“Trust me under that suit and businessman exterior, I am sure he can make your toes curl. Why don’t you just do us all a favor and find out?” Molly says.

Liam smirks overhearing, as the heat rises up his neck to his cheeks.

Liam Whitmore are you blushing? he thinks.

“What is your problem? Are you trying to humiliate me?” Aria says covering her face in embarrassment.

“No. I’m trying to get you out of your own head. You’re far too stubborn. You don’t know how to trust a good thing when you see it, or feel it.”

“She’s right about that, ya know,” Allie chimes in.

“I don’t feel anything, so just stop. You’re being inappropriate.”

“What’s so inappropriate here…he’s an adult, you’re an adult, you’re both gorgeous, sexy human beings, he obviously likes you and you must like him too, otherwise why would you be getting so hot and bothered over this?”

Liam listens, his smile growing.

“He and I are obviously from different worlds. He’s clearly established in his career and I am years out of college and still just trying to figure my shit out and I cannot do that if I am falling for some guy that will never fall back. Dancing is my life. I want this so bad, and it has to be my priority. So please for the last time, just let this one go. I am begging you.”

Out of college. Thank you Jesus, Liam thinks, but is silently thrown by her need to distance herself from him.

Allie looks at Molly who looks at a very exhausted and stressed Aria.
Molly softens.

“Ok. Okay, I’m sorry. I will stop,” she says holding up her hands in surrender.

“You promise?” Aria says looking at her sternly.

“I promise,” Molly says nodding.

Aria sighs and finally relaxes back in her seat.

“You know I love you right, I’m just trying to help.”

“I know, but sometimes I just need you to just listen to me. It’s not the time for me to be getting involved with a guy. No matter how gorgeous or kind he may seem.”

Liam stands by the coffee station adding sugar and milk to his cup, as his brow furrows at the realization that Aria may find him attractive but isn’t interested. At least not right now.

He walks over to their table, “Well it was a pleasure ladies.”

“Pleasure running into you too,” Molly says smiling.

“Enjoy the rest of your lunch.”

“Thank you, try not to work too hard,” Aria says smiling up at him.

“You too, love.” He says smirking and walking away.

Challenge accepted, he thinks.

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits or otherwise.*

-<3-

 

 

 

 

 

 

Move- Chapter 3

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 2 HERE

Liam sits at his desk, clicking about on his computer.

His screen reads… City Sky Caterers recent status update.

City Sky Caterers will be catering a business mixture tonight at Hilton Hotel @ 8PM

All Manhattan businesses invited!

Liam’s eyes sparkle as his lips curve into a smirk.

***

Meet Molly

Aria rushes into a fancy hotel, straightening her white button down and black pencil skirt. 

Mr. Lee watches her enter. He arrogantly checks his watch.

“Your lucky Lenz. This time,” he says coldly.

Aria stops and glances his way, as workers shuffle about setting up for yet another big Manhattan event.

“Is there something you’d like to say?”

Aria glares at him.

“Because it’d be a shame if you lost your job. How on earth will you pay for those dance classes you’ve been taking? Although I don’t suppose they’re working considering what a klutz you are… how could you possibly know how to dance?” he chuckles under his breath.

Aria’s glare intensifies.

“Nothing to say? No? That’s what I thought,” he says turning on his heel.

“You are such a dick,” Aria says loudly, her hands on her hips, chin held high, feet firm.

The whole room stills. Silence. All eyes on Aria then suddenly darting between her and Mr. Lee. Her friends all fearing what comes next.

What did you say to me?” he says turning toward her, his hands clenching into fists, the vein on his temple becoming more prominent by the second.

“Did I stutter?” Aria asks with gleaming confidence.

A gasp escapes a co-worker named Molly’s lips involuntarily as she watches.

Mr. Lee’s eyes narrow, as he bares his teeth like a wolf, the war between he and Aria just beginning. How dare she undermine his power!

“You’re fi-“

“No YOU are done talking to me that way. You think your better than me? Why because you were once a preppy youth with a trust fund, a little rich boy on a power trip. And then what? You got too old to actually do anything with your life. Your shit stinks just like the rest of us. I dare you to try lasting even one second in my shoes, in any of our shoes. It’s not easy going after your dream. It takes everything you have. But you don’t have the balls you measly little excuse for a man. So you come in here everyday and try to feel better about yourself by ordering people around. Well no more.”

Aria unties her apron, dropping it at his feet.

“I quit,” she says walking out swiftly.

For the first time ever- Mr. Lee is stunned speechless.

A few of Aria’s co-worker friends drop their aprons too.

“Yea if she’s out, I’m out, she’s the only reason this job was borderline bearable,” Molly says heading for the exit.

“Me too,” Kevin says.

“Wait for me!” Blake calls following suit.

Waitresses, waiters, dish cleaners, cooks all filing out after Aria.

Aria steps outside the hotel and exhales the breath she’s been holding in since she started working for that horrible man. She hears footsteps coming up behind her.

She turns being greeted by her co-workers.

“That. Was. Awesome,” Molly says with a smile.

“You guys, what did you do?” Aria asks with concern.

“We quit,” Blake says.

Aria’s eyes go wide.

“I appreciate you all backing me up, but you didn’t have to lose your income too!”

“Oh please, Aria you are the only reason we all would come to work. You made it tolerable and now that your gone, there’s no reason to stay,” Molly says.

“Really?”

“Yea, we all love you. You leave, we leave,” Kevin says.

“Aw you guys!” she says hugging them.

“So now what do we do now that we’re all unemployed?” Blake says.

“Get drunk?” Aria says with a laugh and a shrug of her shoulders.

“Hell yes!” Kevin says, as they all laugh and turn to head in the direction of the nearest bar.

A black sleek car pulls up as a familiar face steps out, buttoning his suit jacket.

Aria locks eyes with Liam.

“Aria?” he says with a smile.

“Mr. Whitmore. Good evening,” she says her eyes avoiding his.

“Evening love. Are you working tonight’s event?”

Aria looks at her coworkers.

“Not anymore,” she says with a small smile.

“Oh?”

“We all kind of just quit,” she says still avoiding his eyes.

“Yea she called our boss a dick and then threw her apron at him,” Blake blurts out.

Liam’s eyes widen.

“It was slightly less aggressive than it sounds,” Aria says laughing.

That laugh, Liam thinks.

“Well I’ve met your boss, my bet is, (Liam leans in and whispers) he deserved it. Have a good night, love,” Liam says suavely as he walks past them toward the hotel entrance.

Molly’s eyes flow from his retreating figure and over to Aria.

“Oh my god,” she mouths.

Aria rolls her eyes.

“Mr. Whitmore!” Molly calls out.

“What are you doing?” Aria whispers to her, grabbing her hand.

“Shh,” Molly says squatting Aria away. “Half the staff quit, this event is going to suck, why don’t you just come join us for a drink instead, help us celebrate our freedom!”

“Um-” Liam ponders, wanting to say yes but unsure if it would be awkward for Aria.

“Molly. I’m sure Mr. Whitmore has better things to do.”

This is my shot, she needs to know I’m interested, he thinks.

“Well considering my plans just literally walked out the door, I guess I could go for a drink.”

Molly gives Aria a look of satisfaction.

“Right this way,” Molly says gesturing.

Liam smiles walking, as the guys introduce themselves to him, he shakes their hands, internally sizing each of them up. Are these two competition, he thinks.

Molly admires Liam’s build, getting lost for a beat.

Aria waves her hand in front of Molly’s line of vision. She snaps back.

“How do you know him?”

“He was at the last event…he helped me out with Lee.”

“He’s the business billionaire who came to your rescue. The one who actually got Lucifer Lee to apologize to you?”

“Yup. But let’s be clear about something I didn’t need rescuing.”

Molly rolls her eyes.

“Oh my god he could rescue me all he wants. He is hot!”

“Really, You think so?” Aria says following Molly as they try and catch up to the guys.

“You don’t?” Molly says making a face of confusion.

Aria ponders as she walks.

***

 

The gang walks into the bar.

Molly pulls Liam’s hand toward the counter, Aria shakes her head. Shameless, she thinks.

Liam glances back at Aria who chats with Kevin and Blake.

“Are we drinking here, or what?” Molly screams.

Aria laughs as she walks over.

“I’ll have a beer,” Aria tells the bartender.

“Make that two,” Blake says walking over to join.

“Three,” Kevin yells from the corner where he plays an old fashioned arcade game.

“Three beers it is,” the bartender says.

“Mr. Whitmore?” Aria says turning toward him.

“Aria, I think you can call me Liam now, love,” he says laughing.

“Ok Liam. (she lets out a small laugh) What would you like?” she says smiling.

Liam’s heart beat quickens. That smile. Those lips, he thinks. His eyes flicker from her glossy plump lips back up to her brown sparking eyes. Molly notices.

“Uh, beer’s good,” Liam says trying to snap out of it.

“Make that 4 Bobby,” Aria says smiling at the Bartender.

“You got it,” Bobby says popping off another beer cap and handing her the bottles.

Aria hands out the beers, her hand grazing Liam’s as she hands him his.

Molly holds up her fruity Malibu By Breeze in hand, signaling a toast. A smirk dancing on her lips as she clearly has caught onto the fact that Liam has ulterior motives.

“Cheers, to unemployment. May god be with us all!” Aria says raising her beer.

“Long live the job hunt!” Blake shouts as their drinks clink.

“Excuse me, I need to borrow Aria for just a second, enjoy the testosterone.” Molly says dragging Aria to the side. Aria starts to sip her beer, waiting for Molly to say whatever crazy thing she feels she needs to say, right at this very moment.

“Well well well, I do believe Mr. Whitmore is rather soft on you, Ms. Lenz.”

“What?” Aria says nearly spitting out her sip of beer.

“He’s soft on you.”

“Soft? What are you from the 1940’s?”

“Fine…I think he wants to bang your brains out… happy?”

“Ew, really Mol, why so vulgar?”

“Welcome to 2017.”

Aria rolls her eyes.

“You’re out of your mind.”

“Aria. I’m serious the way he’s been eyeing you, he wants you.”

“No he doesn’t, stop it.”

“Fine, don’t believe me,” Molly says walking off, “You know I’m right!” she calls as she heads back to the bar.

Aria leans against the nearby pool table, sipping her beer in contemplation.

There’s no way, a guy like Liam Whitmore is interested in me. No. Way.

Liam notices her alone and walks over.

“Are you okay, love?”

“Yea,” she smiles.

“Are you worried?”

“Yea,” she smiles again locking eyes with him.

“Look, I know that this may not be the ideal job opportunity… but my secretary is going on vacation for two weeks, I could use a temp. Maybe it’ll buy you some time while you look for something else.”

“Oh my gosh, really? You would do that?”

“Sure,” he smiles excited to be able to make her even the slightest bit happy.

“Liam. I couldn’t ask you to do that.”

“You didn’t-pretty sure I offered,” he smirks.

Aria looks up at him. The tension thick. The body language and proximity close.

Their hands touch as they both lean against the pool table. Aria notices and moves it away quickly.

“Just think about it. The offer will be there if you want it,” he says reaching into his suit pocket and handing her a business card.

“Thank you,” Aria says smiling and taking it.

Liam melts. There’s that award winning smile again, he thinks.

Aria looks at him again.

“Forgive me, but if you’re going to hangout with us, this tie has to go,” she says reaching up and untying it for him.

Liam’s eyes lock on hers.

“You’re gonna have to learn how to loosen up a little,” She says smiling and loosening his collar up. “There much better.”

Liam smirks, his heart beating out of his chest. He’s doing everything in his power not to grab her and just kiss her.

“Dually noted, love,” he whispers leaning in a little.

Aria feels her stomach tighten as butterflies flutter about.

Liam’s phone begins to ring interrupting their sexually charged moment.

He internally sighs and looks at the phone.

“I’m sorry love, I’ve got to take this, excuse me,” he says walking to the side.

Molly rushes over.

“Oh my god,” her eyes smiling “What did he say…did he ask you out?”

“No. He offered me a job.”

“A job? Ew. That’s no fun.”

Little did either of them know how wrong Molly would be.

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits or otherwise.*

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Move- Chapter 2

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Previously on MoveRead Chapter 1 HERE

Liam attempts to walk casually into a nearby quaint coffee shop.

She’s been here, he knows this. His eyes scan the room, searching for a glimmer of hope. Searching for her chocolate colored eyes.

Just because she’s been here before, doesn’t mean she’s a regular- nor does it mean she’ll be here today, one can only hope that coincidence is on my side, Liam, thinks.

Yes. You Facebook stalked Liam. You sunk low my friend, he thinks loudly as he gets in line to order something. Guess when you want something bad enough, you’ll do just about anything…

“Next,” the barista says as she smiles up at Liam.

“Hello, good afternoon,” he replies with a smile.

“Afternoon. What can I get you?”

“I will have (his eyes scan the menus posted on the walls behind her) the turkey club on rye, a bottle of water, and a regular small coffee.”

“You got it,” she says punching it into her register as she places the order slip on a conveyer line for the cook to read.

“That’ll be $15.72”

Liam reaches for his wallet.

 

*******

 

Walking away from the counter, Liam heads towards a table in the far corner to set himself up.

Strategic placing of course- from here I can see the span of the entire room, and there is a perfect view of the door, in case anyone rather interesting happens to come walking through, he thinks.

Liam begins eating his sandwich as he flips through his phone emails, replying to a few here and there.

Every now and again the door would open and his head would impulsively lift and look over.

No sign of his brunette beauty. Damn it, he thinks. This whole stalking thing is harder than I thought, he thinks, jokingly.

Liam checks his watch and starts to collect his garbage.

Lunch breaks always flew by for him.

Sadly, it’s back to the office, he thinks. I could wait here watching for her, forever.

Just then the door opens and in she walks. Her walk more of a stride, No a saunter. Her hips swaying from left to right. Her tight pink dress fitting her in the best possible way. Only some things someone who was intently watching could pick up on.

Liam freezes. His eyes glued.

Wow, she’s even sexier, the second time around, he thinks.

Aria steps up to the counter.

Liam cocks his head to the side, admiring a certain Latin enhanced part of her body. Internally and externally Liam blushes, knowing he’s usually a more discreet man.

“Hey Lynn,” she says with a smile at the barista.

“Aria sweetie, there you are! We were wondering if you switched coffee spots on us!”

“Are you kidding me! No one makes a better cup of coffee than you! It’s just work and school have just been crazy, I’ve literally been working, eating, dancing, sleeping. ”

Liam’s ears perk up to listen. Her voice like an electric jolt to his heart strings. Definitely striking some chords for sure. 

School? She can’t still be in college? He thinks. Can she? Liam scolds at himself, mentally.

His eyes look her over as he sits back down in his seat for a beat, pretending to answer more emails.

Liam’s gaze intensifies.

Aria walks to a table across from him and sits, she takes out a book and starts to read and she sips on her iced coffee, her muffin nearby for picking.

Liam’s heart begins to race, his palms starting to perspire.

He loosens his tie, as he leans back in his seat, his eyes not missing a beat. Admiring the fine art before him.

Watching her -she sweeps her hair to the left side, she props her chin up with her arm as she reads.

Her manicured fingers flip through the pages effortlessly as her brow furrows, then her lips curve into a smile as she continues reading.

Every movement more perfect then the last, he thinks.

Liam wants so badly to just walk over and talk to her.

But he knows how it would come off. Stalker.

So he waits, he watches, gathering evidence.

Next time it’ll be different, he thinks.

Until then, love, he thinks, as he gets up- exiting the coffee shop, his future feeling more colorful then usual.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hey readers! I realize this chapter took a while to get up and it is on the shorter side, and that’s mostly because I’m a little stuck when it comes to this story. I have so much in mind for the middle of the story but the beginning has been difficult to start. I’ve been avoiding and I don’t want to get in that rut. So I do apologize for the delay and I apologize if this is not my best chapter, but I think we’re just setting the stage, we’re just getting started here people. There’s been a lot going on in my life and also when it comes to Short Story posts, they take some time to write and get up and I’ve just been posting other things that take a little less time to “produce.” You may have also noticed my posting schedule has been kind of all over the place lately, again- I do apologize. I am going to really try and get back into a Monday/Thursday schedule this Summer. And I really would like to make some fun changes this Summer, let’s hope we can get some of them done! xo-Michelle Leigh

 

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits or otherwise.*

-<3-

 

 

Move – Chapter 1

Colors stroke gently onto a white canvas, a hand holding the paintbrush with just the right about of force.

Up. Down. Side to side.

Blue. Yellow. Red. Green. Orange.

Long strokes. Short strokes.

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As the colors blend into fabric of the same shades displayed. Chiffon rippling about in swift, sensual movement.

Aria lets the music lead her every move, pointing her toes and hands alike, her skirt her dancing accessory. Elongating her frame. Her hair whipping back and forth, beads of sweat crawling along her forehead and neck.

She rolls her hips as she hits the last beat with a sharp move.

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Looking up at her reflection she lets out a laugh and walks over to where her water bottle and towel lay.

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Liam stares outside his office window.

Liam at work

He shifts his pen from finger to finger. His gaze steady. Lost in the New York City skyline.

Liam’s secretary peeks her head in.

“Mr. Whitmore?”

“Yes?”  He says snapping out of it and standing. He buttons his suit jacket.

“The event starts in just a few short hours. I’ve got your tux ready. Would you like to change now?”

“Yes, thank you Anne.”

She smiles simply, flashing a perfect smile.  As she brings in his tux, hanging it on the edge of the door molding.

She then places a bag on the floor near his desk.

“Your shoes, sir.”

“I can always count on you,” He says with a small, flirtatious smile.

She smiles brightly as she stands politely waiting for any other instructions.

“Can I ask you a question Anne?”

“Of course, sir.”

Turning back toward his office view, Liam says- “What do you see?”

“I don’t quite know what you mean, sir?”

His eyes shift toward her and he smirks.

“Looking out this window right here, what do you see?”

Anne looks in front of her, and gives herself a beat. Gathering her thoughts.

“I guess- I see- city life. Busy. Busy. Busy- city life.”

“That’s true but that’s all below the surface. Straight across. Baby blue skies, with a peachy pink. Cotton candy white clouds. The sun beaming through, just before night sets in. There’s still this mixture of soft amber, fire red, and citrus orange. I see hope. Hope that below the commercial bluster, there’s still actually substance somewhere in this world.”

Anne looks over at him, as he appears lost in thought.

“I guess that’s one way to look at it,” she says a bit thrown by his in-depth interpretation.

Liam smiles and snaps out of his daze once again.

“I suppose so,” He laughs. “Thank you Anne. The suit will be all.”

“If you need anything else, please do tell me, sir.”

“I’m quite fine. Thank you.”

Anne nods and exits the room.

Liam looks back at the sky, pondering.

****

A FEW HOURS LATER…

Liam Whitmore waltzes into yet another swanky New York Business Mixer.

His hair sandy and blonde with some hits of red-slightly messy but neatly styled, his beard in the form of a light scruff. Ocean blue eyes glide across the room, taking everything in. Owning his black, crisp, perfectly tailored tux, Liam walks in further. Silver blue hues from the disco lights cast a glow on everything, the music rises. The energy is electric.

Aria rushes into the kitchen, her appearance clearly in disarray.

“Please tell me he doesn’t know I’m late,” she says to a female co-worker.

She makes a wincing face, as Aria can already feel what is in store for her, she turns slightly on her heel, as she finishes tying her apron around her waist.

Her boss stands there with his arms crossed, his stance dominant, overcompensating for his shortness.

“Late again Lenz. Surprise, Surprise.”

“Mr. Lee, I am so sorry, I lost track of time…I was at school-”

“Excuses. Get out there and serve the champagne.”

Aria lowers her head and grabs a nearby tray of glasses and a bottle of the finest champagne and heads toward the ballroom.

Passing by Liam, Aria walks the room, her black and white uniform somehow appearing slightly more put together then when she first arrived.

With a silver tray in her hand she walks up to guest after honorable guest to ask if they’d like a glass of champagne.

As she turns her back, Liam walks past again.

The room is cast in a sea of suits and pencil skirts.

Something Liam didn’t quite understand.

Is this a work function or a party? He wondered.

From the center of the room, the DJ speaks into the microphone-

“Ladies and Gentleman it is time to, kick off your heels, hang up your hats and feel the beat. Please welcome the sexiest women in the game- The Crystal Queens!”

Liam’s eyes glance to the center of the room as three toned women find their positions and strike a pose. As the beat is lifted they begin to sway to the music, their dresses whipping and swirling about, moving with them.

Aria’s eyes become transfixed as she involuntarily begins swaying along in the audience. Her hips moving side to side.

Her intense glare; a burning determination. A passion for dance. Liam looks over as his eyes freeze. Taking in her curves as his eyes glance over her. His pulse quickens, as he loosens his tie slightly.

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Aria salsas in her place as she holds onto her tray, the champagne spilling over the sides.

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Aria makes a sharp move with her hips, swinging around quickly, she crashes into a hard toned chest. 

She gasps as the champagne glasses fall off the tray- breaking, champagne spilling everywhere.

Aria shrieks and turns, meeting the bluest eyes she’s ever seen.

“Oh! I am- so sorry,” she says trying to compose herself.

“No worries, love.” Liam says in his British accent as he steadies her.

Liam smirks as he stares into Aria’s rich chocolate brown eyes.

Her knees buckle and Liam steadies her once again.

Standing in each other’s embrace, their gaze holding.

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Mr. Lee- the stark little man that he is, rushes over, an instant mug on his face.

“What have you done now? Go get a broom and clean this up! You are such a klutz!”

Aria breaks from her trance.

 “Yes sir,” she says starting to rush off.

Liam instinctively reaches for her arm, gently stopping her.

The touch igniting a spark that sends a shiver up Aria’s spine and a shock to Liam’s heart.

“It was my fault mate, I bummed into her. No need to treat a lady that way.”

The man cowers.

“Of course Mr. Whitmore, my apologies.”

“I’m not the one you should be apologizing to,” Liam says stepping back.

Mr. Lee forces a fake grin, “My apologies.”

Aria smiles plainly.

“Now please, a broom. Before someone gets hurt.”

Aria nods as her boss walks away.

Aria’s eyes lift meeting Liam’s.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I don’t think he should have spoken to you that way, it was an accident.”

“Unfortunately I’ve already gotten used to it,” she says shrugging.

“That is quite unfortunate. Beautiful girl like you, should be cared for with the utmost respect,” he says his lips curving into a smile.

“Thank you. That’s very kind of you to say,” she says blushing as she tucks a piece of her hazelnut colored hair behind her ear, her eyes avoiding his.

Liam holds out his hand.

“I’m Liam.”

Aria takes his hand in hers, shaking it gently.

“Aria,” she says smiling.

“Pleasure to meet you Aria.”

“Likewise,” She smiles.

Their gaze holds.

“I better get that broom, I can’t afford another strike with the boss,” she says with a laugh.

Liam nods, not letting go of her hand.

Aria looks up at him.

Their eyes locked for what seems like an eternity.

He feels her pull her hand, and he realizes, “Oh, sorry love.” He says shaking his head as he laughs he lets her hand go.

She smiles.

“Thank you again”, she says giving him a small wave as she walks off.

Liam’s eyes were transfixed the rest of the night, wherever Aria went they followed. Any move she made, he knew about it. He enjoyed her movements, even the most simplistic ones, like chatting with a co-worker, sipping a glass of water…the way she spoke, he could tell she was an animated storyteller. He was already annoyed by other men speaking to her, even if it was just to get a glass of champagne refilled. Aria was too busy trying not to knock anything else over to even notice that she had captivated an audience.

 

That night Liam lay awake in bed.

Her smiling face flashes in his mind., her hips swaying, the feel of her hand in his, and the quickening of his heart when they spent their brief moments together.

He smiles to himself.

****

THE NEXT MORNING…

Aria runs around her apartment half-dressed and in a frantic hurry, as she grabs a pair of jeans shifting them up her legs and over her curvy bottom.

Her cell phone rings.

“Hello!”

“Hey I’m downstairs,” her best friend Allie says from her car.

“I’m coming right down, of course I didn’t hear my alarm, and overslept.”

“Don’t sweat it, I’ll get us there on time.”

Aria smiles.

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Aria and Allie walk into the dance studio.

Dropping her dance bag to the side, Aria takes her place in the room full of people.

A tall lean woman walks to the front of the room, and presses play on the radio. Aria and Allie stand on the dance floor, awaiting the beat to move them.

The instructor calls out- 5,6,7,8 and begins to dance and Aria follows. Her movements appearing almost effortless.

****

Liam walks into his office with two coffees in hand, as he passes Anne’s desk, and hands her one.

“Thank you Mr. Whitmore,” She gives him a gentle smile, her eyes sparkling.

“Eh, we’ve been through this! That’s my father’s name. Liam, call me Liam- Anne, please.”

“All due respect but, I can’t do that, sir,” she says smiling with a little giggle.

“Sure you can,” he says smiling as he walks into his office.

He glances up at a painting on the wall, and smiles to himself.

Sitting at his desk, typing away, he stops abruptly and sighs.

A knock is heard on his door.

“Come in,” he calls.

“Mr. Whitmore, would you like your lunch delivered, or will you be stepping out today?”

“Hmm. I’m probably going to have to work through lunch.”

“So Panera bread…you’re usual?”

“Yes please. Thank you.”

Anne smiles, going to turn away.

“Um Anne, do you happen to know who catered last night’s event?”

“Um…I believe it was City Sky Caterers.”

“Ok, thank you.”

Anne smiles and closes the door as she exits.

Liam types City Sky Caterers into his search bar.

He clicks through the catering website and comes up empty.

He sees – Like Us on Facebook and gets a light bulb idea.

Clicking on their Facebook page, he clicks through their pictures.

And instantly her smile stands out as he sees her posing in a picture with her co-workers.

Her name tagged as Aria Lenz. He clicks on it, opening to her private page.

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“Well- hello Ms. Lenz,” he says his lips curling into a smile, he loosens his tie, leaning back in his seat, admiring her.

He reaches over to his work phone, and presses a button.

“Mr. Whitmore?” He hears Anne’s voice come through the intercom.

“I’ve changed my mind, I think I will step out for lunch.”

“Ok sir, no problem.”

 

 

YAYYYY, new short story series…”Move” coming your way!

I hope you enjoy and read along!

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits or otherwise.*

-<3-

Michelle Leigh Writes- Short Story Series Collection

Hey guys, I know it’s been a while since I last posted consistently and on schedule. But I’ve been trying to think of something really cool to post and everything I think of just falls flat. But I recently had a cool idea. I’ve featured quite a few Short Story Series on this blog and I thought I’d do one big post including little summaries of each and the links to read them! In case you feel like diving into some dramatic love stories. So please, read at your leisure. 🙂

Mysterious Attraction (12 Chapters-3 parts each)

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Start the series from the beginning- HERE

Summary: Lexie is a power house, a femme fatale with a rather dangerous job description. She is soon forced to balance her need for control with her ever cryptic view on love and happiness. As an overly intense affair comes to light with a handsome yet kind man named Carter. Their attraction and pull strong. Lexie is forced to face some harsh realities about who she is and what she really wants her life to be. Her feelings are growing and it isn’t something she expected. Falling from lust to love with a married man was not part of her plan. What scares her even more…he’s falling back.

A Broken Heart For Christmas (6 Chapters)

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Start the series from the beginning- HERE

Summary: Dean Sanders broke Lucy Michaelson’s heart years ago back in their home town of Oakland Valley, Minnesota. And since then she’s moved on- moved to New York, started her dream career. And so has he, or so they both thought. Everyone knew their story, knew their love was lost. But little does everyone know…there was always more to their story, more than Lucy ever let on. Follow their journey through awkward run ins and past memories- both good and bad. 

Love Conflicted (12 Chapters)

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Start the series from the beginning- HERE

Summary: Maggie is the crisp, clean, girl next door. Always playing it safe, always doing the right thing, risk is not a word she would use in her everyday vocabulary. But when she falls in love with Ricky- a man in the mob, she realizes that life is not always black and white. As danger creeps in, emotions heighten in this thrilling, yet sweet love story.

On The Run (10 Chapters)

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Start the series from the beginning- HERE

Summary: When Sage Renly finds herself running for her life, a mysterious stranger shows up in just the nick of time- Charlie Steinfeld. He becomes her ally and confident against her better judgement. It seems like their connection is unexplainable-almost as if it’s out of their hands.  This is more than your typical two strangers finding each other by chance and falling in love, story. There are dark secrets hidden in the eyes of these characters, and as every mystery goes- there’s always more than what meets the eye.

*Welcome Home (9 Chapters)

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Start the series from the beginning- HERE

Summary: Melanie Evans was so close to having it all, and then tragedy struck. Something that years later she still can’t overcome. There is only one person in the world who can help, who can understand her-Oliver King, her college sweetheart. And yet he is miles away- both literally and figuratively. When Melanie returns to her hometown, old memories stir up old feelings. So many different feelings. Will she be able to get out of her own way to achieve the happiness she’s dreamed of all along? Or will she stay in isolation and despair unable to let go of her painful past.

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Also I am attempting to dive into a new short story series….I’m still working on the title (I have a bunch of variations that I can’t decide on) but here’s a quick little sneak peek at the summary-

Liam Whitmore is a wealthy business executive who goes through the motions of working in his corporate world day after lousy day, making deals and kicking ass at it. However he often feels uninspired, and unable to do what he really loves. Until one day he meets a younger woman named Aria Lenz, struggling to become a dancer. Her simplistic yet driven nature strikes up a spark of inspiration in him, and he makes it his mission to get to know her. Little does he know, it’ll be the hardest “transaction” he’s ever had to make. They’re worlds apart- will he finally get through to her, or will his fire fizzle?

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits.*

*All short stories are of my own written content.*

-<3-

 

 

 

Welcome Home “Soundtrack”

DISCLAIMER:  Welcome Home is not a real motion picture nor does it have a soundtrack coming out. This is just me living in my fictional happy writer’s world. Where I pretend and where I run the show. As a kid I used to say “Make Pretend” all the time. Make Pretend you’re a princess who slays dragons. Make pretend you’re a ballerina who bull rides. Make pretend you’re writing a screenplay and you get to pick the actors, and release a soundtrack and commentary that people have been anxiously awaiting. The options could be endless. So let’s “Make Pretend.” Enjoy!

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Tracklist:

1.) Dive– Ed Sheeran

2.) World Spins Madly On– The Weepies

3.) When I Look At You– Miley Cyrus

4.) Happier-Ed Sheeran

5.) Home– Rhodes

6.) Tell Mama– The Civil Wars

7.) Small Bump Ed Sheeran

8.) Adore You– Miley Cyrus

9.) All we’d ever need– Lady Antebellum

10.) How Would You Feel– Ed Sheeran

11.) Till Forever– Joy Williams

12.) To Make You Feel My Love– Josh Kelley

13.) Save Myself– Ed Sheeran

14.) Make This Go On Forever– Snow Patrol

15.) Forever Young– Youth Group

16.) Clarity– Zedd ft. Foxes

17.) Gravity– Sara Bareilles

18.) Welcome Home– Joy Williams

19.) Too Good To Say Goodbye– Bruno Mars

20.) Run– Lady Antebellum

Thanks for listening!

And catch up on Welcome Home from the beginning HERE

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits, or videos/music used.*

-<3-