NYLON ~ CHAPTER FIVE ~ I'M COMING OVER

Hanna took one last look at herself in the mirror before she grabbed her purse and headed to the door. She'd been back in New York just long enough to finish planning the trunk show she was throwing for Spencer's bachelorette. She had cleared out the conference room and set up three different designers to come brings samples of their clothes, jewelry and shoes to try on. It no longer looked like a meeting room but rather an Upper East Side palace with delicate linens and elegant place settings.

"This is amazing!" Aria said in awe when she'd arrived. "You totally came through."

"Where there doubts?" Hanna teased albeit a bit sincere.

"No no," Aria replied. "I just never imagined this place could look so great."

"Well," Hanna smiled, "I'm glad you approve."

"So the rest of Spencer's friends should be here momentarily," Aria explained. "Is there anything else that needs to get done before they show up."

"I think it's pretty much done," Hanna said looking around, "but I could use a drink."

"How was London?" Aria asked taking a seat next to Hanna. "You've been traveling a lot."

"It's been hectic," Hanna explained. "The UK designers are so behind. I feel like I spend more time with them than with my own staff here."

"What about your guy?" Aria asked. "I bet he makes it easier to deal with everything."

"Not really," Hanna groaned. "I think he wants a relationship."

"But you live on opposite sides of the world," Aria replied.

"He might be moving here," Hanna explained. "He had an interview today."

"Then, what could be wrong?" Aria asked. "You said yourself it's great sex."

"I just don't want to make a commitment right now," Hanna replied. "I was into him when it was just a fun thing to do to burn off steam while I was traveling but him having him here is way too much pressure."

"Hanna, what are you talking about?" Aria was confused. "You've had boyfriends before."

"If he's my boyfriend," Hanna tried to explain, "it's not just about me anymore. I travel way too much to have a relationship and then I come back and need to worry about his feelings. I spent all of high school letting someone else call the shots and now I just want to have full control over my life before I decide to fall in love again."

"I guess that makes sense," Aria nodded. "It's kind of making me rethink why I rushed into marriage."

"You had someone special," Hanna told her. "You and Ezra belong together."

"Caleb was always there for you," Aria said. "You two could have had a chance."

"Did I tell you I saw him?" Hanna piped up. "At Spencer's office while we were fitting her wedding gown."

"What happened?" Aria's mouth dropped open.

"I don't know," Hanna sighed. "He asked me out to lunch but I told him I had to get back to work so then he wanted to get dinner but I was leaving for London. Then I kind of went on about how we don't need to live in the past and he told me off for being selfish and that it's my fault for walking away."

"That's harsh," Aria placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah," Hanna breathed. "I don't know how I'm going to be able to see him at Spencer's wedding."

"Speak of the devil," Aria said turning toward the door where the bride to be was entering.

"Hanna," Spencer squealed. "This is beautiful!"

"I'm glad you like it," Hanna said jumping up to hug her friend.

The room quickly filled full of Spencer's closest friends and the girls got to work trying on designer clothes and shoes before forking over thousands of dollars to the designers. By the end of the night all that was left were a few half empty champagne bottles and scattered plastic plates.

After saying goodbye to her friends, Hanna got to work cleaning up to leave everything spotless before she had to return to work in the morning. Once Hanna had cleaned up the place, she headed for the door but not before grabbing her purse. She called the elevator and checked her watch which told her it was nearly midnight. She stood in the elevator digging around for her phone until she finally found it and checked her voicemail.

"Hanna," she recognized Wren's sultry accent. "My flight was cancelled so I'm staying in New York for another night. I know our last conversation was a bit intense but I was hoping maybe we could get together before I leave and make things right. No strings attached, of course. Anyway, call me if you have a chance."

Hanna smiled. She might have been upset with Wren before but it was hard to turn down an offer with no strings attached. She pulled out her phone and called his number.

"Hello?" Wren's voice came in through her receiver as she walked out into the cold autumn air.

"Sorry to call so late," Hanna told him. "I just got your message and I was thinking…"

"I'm staying at the Bentley," he told her. "I'll leave you a key with reception. Room 1709, under Kingston."

"I'm coming over," Hanna replied before hanging up. She hurried down to 62nd Street and ran into the lobby where she was greeted by a mousy girl in a cream blazer.

"How can I help you?" she asked.

"I need a room key for 1709," Hanna explained. "For Kingston. I'm already checked in."

"Here you go," the girl said handing Hanna a key card.

"Thanks so much," Hanna smiled grabbing the key before heading toward the elevator. She slid her key and pressed the button for floor seventeen. The doors opened momentarily and she stepped out to find Wren's suite. She approached the room with a number 1709 engraved on it and let herself in before looking around. "Hello?"

"Hanna?" Wren called out from the lit bathroom.

"Where are you?" she asked as he stepped into the suite wearing just a towel wrapped around his waist.

"I'm glad you came," he said inching toward. "I was worried you might be upset with me."

"How can I be mad," she laughed, "when you look like that?"

"That was my plan all along," he said leaning down to kiss her sweetly.

COMING UP:

Caleb quickly paid the driver and followed Hanna to her apartment. His hands never left her waist as they walked up the stairs to her unit. She dug through her bag before pulling out her key and unlocking the door. Once they were safely inside Caleb grasped her waist and pressed her against the wall.

"I missed you," he whispered before planting his lips on hers once again. Hanna snaked her arms around his neck and he hoisted her into his arms.

I hope you liked it. Let me know what you want to see next and btw, Caleb is coming back for good next time!