I Own Nothing.
Rach walked into Jesse's office and sat herself down on his desk. He looked up from his work and smiled at her. She smiled back nervously. She was nervous. But what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. Right?
"What can I do for you, Rach?" Jesse asked happily. Rach smiled.
"I don't sing anymore," she stated. Jesse looked at her, confusion clearly written across his face.
"I didn't know you did sing,"
"I know,"
"Well," he said, "then sing,"
"I will," Rach agreed. That was the easy bit. He'd agreed to let her sing so easily. It was because he loved her. She stood up off the desk and walked over to examine the large painting on the back wall. She turned to face her now standing fiancé. "I need to get away,"
"You do?"
"Yeah. I just need to have some time to my own, clear my head."
"You know," Jesse said, moving closer to Rach, "it's normal to get cold feet before your wedding. It's okay. I don't mind,"
"No, no. It's not that," Rach assured him. She moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She rested her head against his chest and inhaled his sweet scent. Outside she could hear the soft murmur of voices. Someone was trying to get in.
"Then what is it?" Jesse asked finally, looking down at her.
"I just want to visit some old friends. Maybe invite them to the wedding. Is that okay?"
"Of course, darling," Jesse replied. There was no hint of suspicion in his voice and Rach let out a muffled sigh into his chest. "Take as much time as you need, okay?"
"Yes. I'll see you in couple of days, alright?" Jesse nodded his head in agreement. The poor guy was oblivious to his fiancé's true intentions. "Okay, I love you,"
"I love you too." Jesse kissed Rach and then let her out. Rach walked out of the room past a bunch of impatient businessmen and out to the lobby of the company. Quinn stood waiting there, a huge smile spread across her face.
"So, did he believe you?" she asked as soon as Rach was within earshot.
"Yep," she replied. "Phase one complete. See you in a few days Quinny,"
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