A/N: This is my first UNEARTHLY fanfic. Please feel free to tell me how I'm doing with all this. And thank you for those who read and are reading my story. This is my version that happens after BOUNDLESS. So enjoy! And review!

Finger tips

"Hey Christian. I'm done for the day, but Rodney wanted to know if you were done with the blue- prints so he could invest in the lot down by HONDA." I glance up from the blue – prints that are laid out in front of me. Michael, one of my many workers, stands there, and looks as exhausted as I am. I let out a sigh.

"Call Rodney in, before you go. Thank you." He smiles and walks out. I put my head between my hands. Today has been one of my toughest yet. One of the HONDA people came down today looking to invest in the lot right next to it. He said something about making the building bigger, to fit more cars. On the other hand I have a guy – Mr. Walt - who wants a new building made for his company, and I'm starting to lean on the Mr. Walt, for the more money he is going to pay me.

There's a knock at my door, knocking me out of my thoughts. "You wanted to see me?" Rodney, a tall, slim, dark skinned guy, and built, stands in my doorway.

"Yes, please have a seat." I gesture to the chair in front of me. He sits down and reclines back. "You guys almost finished with the building down Broadway?"

"Ya, all we have to do is put up the windows, and that baby is ready to be used." He smiles as he puts his hands behind his head.

"Good, because I've finished the blue – print of Mr. Walt's building, he went over what he wanted yesterday, and so I came up with this." I slid the paper over letting Rodney examine it. He was impressed by the way he traced the lines and his big eyes. Pride swelled in me, that moment.

"Whoa, you really out done yourself Christian, this might be your best one yet." He hands it back with a smile and sat back down. "So do I start to invest in the lot?" He asks, now getting down to real business.

"Ya, the sooner the better, I don't want HONDA getting pissed off and buy the lot before I even invest." I look at the time, 6:34 p.m.

"Alrightie then, do I start on it tomorrow?"

"Yes please, and make sure you call Mr. Walt before you invest, or you know what I'll call him, and then tell you." He nods his agreement, and gets up.

"Well I better get going, I have dinner to attend. See you tomorrow boss." Once again I'm alone in my office, not knowing what to do with all these blue – prints.

I clean up, put everything where it's supposed to go, and leave the office. Down in the lobby, no one is there, except Fea. "Night Fea." The lady at the front desk looks at me and waves, "Night Christian."

Outside is warm and breezy, nothing too bad. Here in Chicago nice weather comes around summer. I walk to my truck; with the money I get paid here, I bought the 2013 SUPER DUTY. As I get into my truck, I get a text from Angela, saying that she is in Wyoming for the week to visit Clara.

At the sight of Clara's name, my heart aches. It's been over eight years since I last saw her and even heard from her. Angela tells me that she is happy with Tucker. Which makes me happy but somewhere inside of me I regret leaving her… but it was for the best.

I make my way to the nearest star bucks. Traffic is dead right now which is good.

Inside it smells of coffee and bread, two of my favorite things. People are coming and going, everyone creating a load hum in the room. The tables are close to the walls, only a few small ones stand in the middle, towards the back are bags of coffee, and to my left is the cash register.

I wait in line to place my order, while I check what's on the news, but nothing really seems to be happening.

"What can I get for you today?" A teen with curl brown hair stands there with a smile. "I'll have Venti iced decaf latte with ice."

"Will that be all?" she asks and I nod. "Your total will be $4.45." I hand her the money and she goes right to making my order. I glance towards the door and a girl not as short as me, with brown long hair, short shorts, a loose turquoise blouse, and some converse, walks in with a group of friends. Her eyes meet mine and I turn away, my face feels red from being caught staring. "Here is your Venti iced decaf latte with ice, enjoy." She smiles at me and I smile back, making her blush.

I make my way to a small table in the corner, and take out my IPhone. I take a sip of my latte and text Angela how they are doing. Minutes tick by until a message appears on my screen.

(bold & italic= Angela/ bold= Christian)

We are doing well. We are here with Clara and Tucker at the ranch… Web really wishes you could come.

I sit back and wish I was there too. Web really wanted me to come but I told him that I had to work, maybe next time, I told him. He wasn't all that thrilled that I didn't go, part of it was because of work, but mostly it was about seeing Clara again.

I really wish I was there 2. But I have to work. Tell him I miss him. And be careful say hi to the folks there for me.

"Ah- hem." I turn to see the girl I got caught staring at. "Can I sit, there is no where else, if it's alright with you?" I glance around and sure enough there aren't any other available seats.

"Sure. I don't mind." I give her my, the- devil- might- care smile and gesture to the seat in front of me. "Thank you." She smiles as she put her bag down.

"So, you came here alone?" My mind was going though lines in which to start a conversation with a girl. "No, it's just there weren't that many seats and well some of them are checking out a guy, so I decided to sit here. And it looks like you needed my company." She gestured towards my phone playing word scramble. "And the word is life-style, if you were stuck on the word." Her eyes gleam of mischief and laughter. Now up close her eyes are turquoise with brown flecks. "Thanks, and well, I was stuck on it for like… two days." She laughs and it stirs something in me, I smile.

"Oh, where are my manners," she smacks her hand against her forehead and extends her hand. "My name is Aster Wood." Her finger tips brush mine, creating a spark of light inside. I look at her face, and take her warm, soft hand. "Christian Prescott."

So what did you guys think? I hope you guys like it. Though I know it was pretty short but I just wanted it warm you guys up! Please review and help me with my story! Thank you, and I will try to update as often as I can! Review!