Hey everyone! I know its been awhile but I decided to take on all this extra stuff at school and so on sooooo my update is a little late. I'm soo sorry and I hope that this doesn't discourage you from reading this but I want to make one thing certain to everyone. I promise I will finish all the stories that I start and have started in the past. The updates will come more frequently as other things in my life are now clueing up for the semester. Thank you sooo much for your patience and I hope you enjoy. Also I love reviews as well…and yes I am hinting. Lol
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Serena awoke to the blaring of the alarm clock. She had probably only managed two hours of sleep between the horribly wonderful dreams she was having all night. The worst part about the dreams wasn't that she now wanted Darien more than ever but that they had included actual feelings, him confessing his love for her, promising to send eternity together and the worst was her dream wedding to him. That had been the last dream, after that she decided that trying to sleep would only lead to more of the same visions and she couldn't stand to think that Darien would ever think of her like that. She knew the truth was that she could never truly trust him, well trust him past a business relationship. She grabbed her robe and walked out to the kitchen, with a night like that only one thing was going to get her through the day and that was coffee and lots of it.She turned on the coffee machine and began to read the morning paper. She would not like Darien get under her skin and what she had to do was avoid him because the most time they spent together the more she kept falling. In Serena's mind she knew that nothing was worst than falling for a guy that was no good for her. She did it ten years and that was proof enough in itself. Darien opened the door and stepped out, must he always look good, and do I even stand a chance? Serena thought angrily. Well, he sure as hell wont suffer alone.
Darien looked to Serena as he was in the room. Even without any effort she looked more beautiful then he remembered. All other girls he would sleep with would wake up half of their faces on sheets from the magnitude of make up they had caked on the night before. Darien was aroused last night as he slept and dreamt of her, aroused at the sight of her at the kitchen table. She was constantly causing him blue balls, without actually doing anything. God forbid if she actually looked at him with the passion she had that one night on the boat. He went and got himself a cup of coffee, noticing her reading he thought it would be best just to sit and do the same. His mind began to wonder to questions that he never had before. Would this be our life the morning after of us being together? Is this how we would be if we were married? Is this how it is to feel something past one night? One night they hadn't even had. But is this what life would be like? To walk into the room with the comfortable silence but to still feel on edge at just the sight of them. Darien's thoughts continued to run wild until he noticed what the girl across from him was doing.
Serena kept her eyes focused on the paper and reached for a banana, slowly peeling it as she felt Darien's eyes on her. She put her put her lips around the banana about an inch down for the end and sucked back slowly before breaking a tiny piece off in her mouth. A second later she heard Darien choke and try to keep his coffee in his mouth with his hand. Finally some justice, she thought trying to hide her smile, deciding that it was time to get to business, she finally looked up to him.
" So, there's a Gala two nights from now. I took the liberty to rsvping for you." She finished looking to him for his answer.
"I really hate those things, do I have to?"
" I think it would be a good idea, I mean you donated a lot of money and it would be an excellent chance for some good publicity, considering just how much you are lacking in it. But until then you are free so, you can do as your please as long as it does not include getting drunk, making a fool of yourself, getting caught making out with strippers or any women who could be mistaken as strippers, fighting or any combination of the two." She finished sweetly.
" Very funny. But I really am going to give this an honest try to change, so if you could spare the jokes, it would really help." Darien replied looking her deep in the eyes. The nerve of that man, trying to get sympathy from me when he knows he doesn't deserve it. Yet, I still feel the guilt coming, God damn him. Choosing not to address that last comment she took her chance to change the direction of the conversation.
" So, what will you do for the next couple of days?"
"Well Serena, when not getting into trouble I do actually run a multinational corporation. So, I will be working except for tomorrow afternoon, I always take Friday afternoons off." He answered with only a hint of sarcasm.
"Alright, well I need to go get ready for the day and I will talk to you later. Please remember if you are unsure if its appropriate behavior then just best to not do it at all and if you are still unsure after that. Call me. I programmed my phone number into your phone" She finished as she put her mug in the dishwasher and carried on to her room to get ready for the day. Darien found more and more delight as he spent more time with her. He was becoming more and more sure of the dreadful truth. That his only match on this planet might possibly be the one woman who can't stand him. He finished his coffee and went to go get ready, himself.
Serena didn't see Darien on the way out, which she was thankful for. The more time she spent with him, she realized that she wasn't completely over him. Not to mention that her subconscious was playing a cruel joke on her where she even dreamed of the man. Right now her only escape was her office where she dealt with most of her other clients. Even then he had become such a worry or hassle that she only spent four hours working before she felt she had to come home. She hadn't heard from Darien once that day. She was dying to check in but her stubbornness stopped her. The last thing she would do was admitting that she might miss talking to the guy. On her way home she stopped by the market to pick up things to make supper. By the time she got to the cash she recognized that she had bought all the ingredients to make her baked chicken penne. She didn't know how to cook very much but the few things she had learned she learned well. Since when do I want to cook him a homemade dinner? Christ, this isn't good. She thought as she paid. The entire way home she tried to think of how she really felt. Love and hate, it really is a very thin line. Or maybe you can even feel a bit of both. More flustered then before she unloaded the groceries and headed into her house.
Cooking was a past time that Serena really did love. But rarely had the time for. She enjoyed every part even just the way she would present the food at the end. Though it was much less satisfying serving it for one than two. Darien was heading home from an exhausting day. The company was in transition from a newly bought company, they had recently added. Whenever that happened there was always hell for about a week and a half due to infighting. The people that he would choose to keep on from the old ownership pushed for keeping the status quo and people from his company trying to grab at new pieces of power.
Darien could not wait to get home and relax. Though he couldn't knowing that he would be at Serena's where should probably let him pick through her fridge for scraps if he was lucky. He knew that he had royally fucked up being anything to her but maybe if he could starting now and taking it slow, he would one day if he was lucky find his way into her life on a regular basis. One, that didn't involve a business transaction. He parked the car and headed into the house feeling like he was carrying the weight of the world. Nothing surprised him more than the sight in front of him, Serena carrying the last dish of food to the table. He could see the steam rising from the food, knowing it had finished. But what was truly amazing was the women carrying it. Thoughts from the morning flooded back to his mind instantly as he thought again if this was what it would be like to come home to his wife everyday after work. Not just any wife but his wife, Serena. He felt his face stretch into a wide grin as he called out,
"Honey, I'm home." As silly as he thought it was to call that out, it was even sillier in the sense that it sounded natural. She looked up at him and blushed slightly. Radiant he thought
" I thought you might be hungry and I figured that since you have decided to try and make this partnership work then so could I." The both settled at the table and began to eat in silence. Then Serena jumped up suddenly.
"I forgot that I bought this." She said, pulling out a bottle of chilled white wine. She poured up a glass for her and him and resumed her spot at the table. As they finished Darien looked up to Serena, she truly was the real deal in his mind.
"That was amazing, I haven't ate that good in a while" He meant it too. He was sure he had at least two extra helpings than necessary. Serena smiled and nodded.
She stood up and began to collect the dishes when his hand caught her wrist.
"Serena, you did all of this, the least I can do is clean." He said gently. Serena was so caught off guard that she almost couldn't formulate words.
"Alright, I'm going to find something on T.V to watch" she smiled and nodded lightly.
" I'll be in a few, when I finish this. Pick something good." Darien finished with a smirk. Serena headed into the living room, knowing that she was getting more and more confused by spending more time with him. Maybe I should just let things fall where they may. As she settled into the couch for the night.
