Just One More Time

Just One More Time

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

what happens when you run into the man you were supposed to marry?

Summary

what happens when you run into the man you were supposed to marry?

Chapter1 (v.1) - Mr. Delicious

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 22, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 22, 2016

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The year was 2000 when everything changed. I was supposed to get my fairytale and instead of getting a knight in shining armor, I got a jerk in tinfoil. I was supposed to marry the love of my life, have the 2 kids with the white picket fence, the American Dream. All I saw was his backside walking out of our Connecicut townhouse. He said he didn't love me anymore and he was too young to settle down. 7 years of my life wasted on a man I thought was my everything. Turns out he was ready, just not with me, he married, and divorced, some blonde model and set himself up in New York City condo. Apparently, he's doing very well for himself. I, despite everything, am doing well too. I work at a celebrity real estate firm. I travel a lot, and I get to meet some amazing people, I haven't met the perfect someone yet, but I guess that's what happens when you've been as jaded as I have been. 

My best friend Clair and I moved to NYC a few years ago, I moved reluctantly, I was worried I would run into Bailey, but so far the city has been good to me. I haven't seen him at all in 16 years, except in the papers. He's still as handsome as ever with his dark blue eyes and dirty blonde hair, those broad shoulder that make you want to hold onto for dear life. 

"Earth to Tina?" Clair is snapping her fingers is front of my face.

"Hm? Oh, good morning. Did you see the paper? Bailey is front page again." I say trying to sound annoyed.

"Yeah I saw it. Apparently the company they just bought doubled their profits last month. They are giving him high praise for turning it around." She says flatly.

"Well, good for him, hey I'm going to be late tonight. I have a blind date. Karen set me up with one of her brothers friends. I don't want to go, but I owe her for closing that deal for me." I say

"What deal was that? I thought you sold a house to that singer last week? I didn't know Karen did it?" She questions 

"Yeah, Selena, I couldn't finish I went to Cali for that conference rememeber? Anyway, I'll be home early I think. I have no desire to be out tonight." I counter

"Girl, you need to get laid. Have fun, you haven't been out in God knows how long. I think Billy was your last date and he doesn't count." She snaps

"What do you mean he doesn't count?!" I say

"Uhhh, He's gay?" She says in a duh voice.

"Whatever. I'm getting ready for work." I get up and head to my room, coffee in hand. Our condo is spacious, I love it. It's open with lots of Windows looking over the city. My room is cozy though. I have everything I need in there including a large bathroom with an amazing tub, that I'll be using right now. 

Work is busy, as usual, but I like it that way. I'm on the top floor in my own office. I've worked so hard to get here, I'm the top real estate agent in our firm and I command respect. Well, I'm mostly a pushover, but I do put up a scary front before you get to know me. 

"Hey girl! You ready for your date tonight?" Karen comes waltzing into my office like she owns the place.

"Don't you knock? Yes, I'm ready, I'm leaving here in a few minutes to get ready. What's this guys name again?" I ask annoyed

"His name is Tom, I think you're really going to like this one." 

"You say that about everyone. I'm really not interested Karen, but I owe you. After this I'm not doing this anymore ok?" I state matter of factly 

"I don't think there will be a next time once you meet this eye candy. If I wasn't married I would be all over him!" She gushes

"Eww, get out of my office. I'm cleaning up, I don't want to hear about you doing others. Bill is amazing and so good to you. You should be thankful." With that I walk out of my office and to the elevators. She's strutting behind me telling me about me meeting him at the restaurant Mike's. Swanky place and I am excited about that. I love that place. 

I'm just finishing up getting myself together, I pull on my skin tight black Dolce dress. It hugs every curve perfectly. It's low cut, yet holds my 36 full C breasts tight together. I turn just to make sure my ass isn't all over the place. I work out regularly, I have to keep up with my appearances, considering my line of work.I decide to keep my long brown hair down in billowing curls, and add just a little make up making my green eyes pop. I finish with a little gloss and slip on my shoes. I already called a car, it should be already waiting outside. 

I walk up to the bar looking around for Mr. Delicious, as Karen calls him. I don't see him yet but I am early. I decide to order a drink anyway. "Vodka cranberry please?" I ask the waiter. I turn in my seat scanning the room. It's so packed for a Tuesday, it's also kind of dark but I know Karen gave Tom a picture of me so he should find me no problem. A half hour later, and two more drinks, I'm still waiting. I'm really getting pissed, I shouldn't have to wait, and now I'm getting hungry, I wait for no one, not anymore anyway, there was a time I would have waited forever for a man, never again. I decide I'm not waiting and I'm not ordering, I'm leaving. As I am walking out my worst nightmare comes true.

"Tina! Hi! Uh, I didn't know you were in New York?" He said, as he grabs my bare arms, that's all I heard. Everything actually went quiet. I mean, I saw his lips moving, but I don't hear a word, no background noise, nothing. My heart is thundering in my chest, I need to get the hell out of here. 16 years, I've been wondering what I would say to him, would I beg for him to come back? I always felt like I didn't measure up and I could help but think, at least I look halfway decent. Too bad the fucker didn't show up so I had some arm candy.

"Cat! Did you hear anything I said?" Him using the first part of my name snaps me back.

"Bailey, it's nice to see you, but I really must be going. I hope you're well." I state friendly but firm. I slid myself out of his grip, his eyes flash hurt but quickly recovers.

"Oh, are you in a hurry? I would love to catch up, what its been 16 years, you look beautiful." He asks running his hands through his hair, with hope in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't think that's a good idea, I am in a hurry, I have an early day tomorrow. See you." I rush out the door, stuggling to catch my breath. How did that even happen? I've managed not to run into him in years, I guess it was bound to happen, the revelation hits me that I didn't have an overwhelming urge to kiss him, or even beg for him back. Im actually pissed! As I am hailing a cab, a car pulles up and a stallion of a man jumps out. 

"Tina!" He yells, "Tina! I'm so sorry for being late, the traffic was awful from Jersey. The bartender said you left. I'm so glad I caught you!" his deep thunderous voice reverberates in my chest straight to my panties. Hmmmmm Karen might be onto something here, my night might not be ruined after all. He smoothes out his dress pants and saunters over to me. God he is as tall as a tree, and big, broad shoulders, thick brown hair with blue eyes that are undressing me right here on the street. Delish, I lick my lips, and he knowingly smirks. Shit.

"Hi Tom," I present my hand and he smoothly takes it without taking his eyes off me, kisses it, that kiss goes straight to my thong. "I thought you blew me off, you know, one look at my picture and you decided to run for the hills?"

"Quite the opposite, one look at your picture, I was trying to push the date up, you look incredible tonight. I'm sorry for being late, we should have exchanged numbers." He rumbles, he's still holding my hand.I'm not sure if it's the 3 drinks I have had or the encounter with Bailey or this stud of a man, but I'm feeling lightheaded. 

"That would have been helpful." I whisper 

"So, shall we go in, or did I spoil my chances?" He asks, and I immediately remember Bailey is inside. I have a short war with myself, settling on fuck it.

"No, you didn't, I was going to go home but since we are both here, and I'm hungry we should eat right?" I ask looking up to him, he must be 6'1, me at 5'6 looks shrimpie. 

He holds the door open for me and we glide in past a throng of people, every woman stops mid sentence to gawk at this beautiful specimen walking beside me. I then realize he hasn't let go of my hand,I smile at the gesture. As I look to my right to where the podium stands, My smile fades, I see Bailey just beyond that starring, if looks could kill, Mr. Delicious would at least be in a coma. I can't help but smile again, thanking God for small victories. 

"Reservations for Harper." he commands over the noise. The woman directs us past Bailey who quickly grabs my arm startling me to jump back into Tom's strong chest. He quickly recovers me by placing his huge hand on the small of my back. Hmmmm I wonder how big everything else is? 

"I thought you said you were in a hurry?" His eyes are full of hurt and maybe anger? What the fuck? I should be the one that's angry, but I just pull my arm away from his grasp.

"I changed my mind, people do that, ya know?" I cooly let out and continue to my table. 

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