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“You work at the Savon!” Christine said, her excitement tangible, as she studied Victoria with wide eyes. “Wow, can I visit you during lunch? You can treat me.” “Christine,” Waceke said, her tone chastising, her expression enough to let Victoria know that she was embarrassed with Christine’s blatant request. “I don’t mind,” Victoria said honestly. “Call me the day before you visit, though. In case I’m out and about, it happens sometimes.” “How long have you worked…- 38.8 K • Ongoing
- Eric focused his lens on Beth as she prepared for her wedding. He locked away his emotions, snapping pictures as the makeup artist ran a soft brush over Beth’s brown skin. He shifted angles and concentrated on capturing Beth on the most important day of her life. Her dress was stunning. Her dress, a white confection of silk and organza, hugged her chest and waist tightly, then floated to the floor in wide skirts. When she sat down, it looked like a sea of white. Her hair was brushed into a tight…
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- Eric wanted Victoria in his life. She was fun, her sense of humor fresh and surprising. She had quirky habits that left him laughing to himself when he was alone, like singing aloud to her favorite song when it came on. The song was not the problem. He could take a little Justin Bieber... the off-key, full-volume voice was the problem. Victoria truly believed she was the next Beyoncé, except no one ever told her she was not. God help him if he said anything critical. Victoria hid a temper. He…
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- Monday was filled with meetings. Victoria spent most of her day moving from one conference room to another, crunching numbers, and working with the various sales department heads planning events in the Savon Hotel. The holiday season was around the corner, not to mention the end-of-year parties. The hotel was booked up for three months straight, which was great for revenue, but it meant more work for the staff. “Vicky,” Bernard from the PR Department caught up with her after a meeting with the…
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- Dinner for one, again. Victoria Waina stared at the clean plate across from her. This was not the first time her boyfriend had canceled. She chewed the piece of spicy chicken she had spent hours marinating, swallowing it along with the lump in her throat. She had made dinner, thinking Ronald, her boyfriend of two years, would show up, but he had called to cancel, claiming overtime. Victoria set her fork on her plate and reached for her large glass of red wine. Taking a healthy gulp, she pushed away the…
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- “What’s wrong with your car?” Eric asked when he settled into his seat. “I don’t know,” Victoria said with a shrug. “My brother towed it to a garage a few days ago. I’m hoping he gets it back to me soon. I miss the freedom of movement.” She sipped her drink and stared into the glass in silence. Eric cleared his throat and asked, “What did I do earlier?” She lifted her head to look at him. “What do you mean?” “When we were at Upper Hill this afternoon,” he said.…
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- Eric Kabuto was at a disadvantage. He usually avoided sobbing women unless they were his mother or one of his four sisters. Experience had taught him that a woman’s tears were a powerful weapon, one he had no idea how to defend against. Now there was a woman at his feet, face buried in her hands, letting out a sob so raw it tugged at a part of him he hadn’t known existed. He fought the urge to kneel and gather her into his arms. She had run into him at full speed and fallen before he could catch…
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- “I heard about the kiss,” Grace said later that evening. They were at Victoria’s apartment, and Grace was helping her make dinner.Victoria watched Grace stir-fry a mix of vegetables with olive oil and black pepper. “He kisses and runs off,” Victoria said, checking the time on her microwave. It was almost eight o’clock. “He said he would call, but it has been hours.” “Things must be going well if you’re waiting for his calls.” Grace winked at her. “You know those first days…
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- Eric smiled when Victoria gasped as he opened the door to reveal stairs leading to the upper floor of the building. “You have an upstairs,” she said in awe as he led her up the short steps. “Yes, I got the space two years ago. I use it as a gallery, office, or rest area, whatever I need.” “Intriguing,” Victoria said, tightening her hold on his fingers when he got to the top of the stairs. She hurried up the last two steps, and he gave her an appreciative glance. She looked gorgeous…
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- Victoria tugged on an emerald dress and zipped it with finality. Not sparing her figure a look in the mirror, she turned to the mess on her bed. All the dresses she owned were scattered on her bed. To think she had ended up with the dress she picked first. Her phone buzzed, and she jumped. Glancing at the clock, Victoria sighed when she saw the time. It was only ten minutes to six. Eric had promised to show up at six thirty. Her phone buzzed again, and she pushed dresses aside to find it on the…
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