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Chapter 21- Visitors

Elena Amber

I went into work today after enjoying breakfast. James was coming to get me at twelve thirty again and Addie was leaving tomorrow for the fashion show in New York. I walked into my office at the magazine headquarters. The walls were tan and I had a really good view of the city from my window. Atop my desk sat an iMac and my calendar and sketchpads.

I sat in my roller chair and logged on to my computer to check my emails. I had some emails from up and coming clothing lines wanting reviews of their products to be published in the magazine, a thing that I was in charge of. "Dear Ms. Victor… hmm I wonder why they don't know you're Mrs. Wilson now," I turned and James walked in through the door and I ran to him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as he tilted my face upwards and kissed me.

"Adeline let me come visit you. She and I arranged this last night. She knows you're going through treatments for PTSD and I need to be with you to make sure we don't have any accidents."

"Well, this is where I hang out sometimes," I said as he sat me in his lap on my chair. Addie knocked on my door and poked her blond head in with a smile on her face.

"Special delivery," Addie said in a singsong way. "Hi James."

"Thank you again Adeline for letting me be here," he said and placed his hands tightly yet gently on my hips and massaged them.

"She needs you and I'd do anything for Elena," I grinned, "You should come see the outfits I'm packing for NYC," she said.

"Okay," I said and got up, James' fingers giving my hips one last squeeze. "Will you still be here when I get back?"

"I won't move," he said and put his arms on the armrests of my chair. I smiled and walked out of my office with Addie to hers right across the hall. Addie's office had clothes spread out all over the couches and chairs.

"Okay so on the plane I'm wearing this," she motioned to a simple green dress and Jimmy Choo shoes, "then at dinner with one of the lines that wants a feature that night I'm wearing the purple." The dress she had laid out looked like a ball gown but with ruffles on the top.

"I love that," I commented. "I want a dress like that."

"You're a size two right? I can order it for you as part of your wedding gift from me."

"Thanks."

"Then Saturday, I'm wearing the ocean colored dress. Fun, casual, but still says 'I kick some ass'," she smiled. "Saturday night is the night of the ball they're throwing so I'm gonna go all Cinderella in the baby blue gown and white opera gloves to make it look classy."

"Is Clay escorting you to the ball?"

"He's driving in for it," she said, "and then I'm riding home with him on Sunday."

"Are you driving there?"

"One of the designers hired a limo to take me. Isn't that awesome? I think they must want a feature done on them really badly, but I told them the girl they really need to impress is you."

I laughed.

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