zydrate
Sweet Zydrate
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She had told him everything.
Everything.
And he still had the audacity to say she was lying to him. And she didn't know what was worse, him calling her a liar or the fact that he walked out on her.
Nicole watched him walk out of small italian restaurant. Perhaps a cozy setting wasn't really the place to have a serious talk. Thank goodness it was a Monday and the room they had been seated in was empty.
But now what? Should she go after him?
No, he was pretty pissed.
Instead, she just sat there and poured herself another glass of wine and downed it in one shot.
Ok, so he was mad. She got it. She was ready for it. But expecting it versus it actually happening were 2 different things.
Should she go to him? Call him later? Nicole was never in this situation before so she was unsure on how to handle it.
With a heavy sigh, she reached into her purse and threw down $200 in cash even though the bill wasn't over $87, she just didn't care about anything else but how she had hurt him right now...
*** 2 weeks later ***
No calls.
He never called Nicole.
And she didn't call him because well, she told him the truth and if he wanted to act like what they had wasn't special enough to call her, then well... was it worth it?
Yes, she was still hurt. It hurt that he walked off the way he did. It hurt that he didn't call.
She should have called him. But work.
Work always got in the way.
Like it did now. She had to get her head back into the game. Push her personal life behind her right now. Besides, there was nothing she could do. He was back in New York and she was on her way to her new assignment.
Some reporter wanted to do a report from the front lines of the latest war and it was up to Nicole and her team to protect him and his crew.
Nicole's team referred to this as B.S.
Baby-sitting.
Was this punishment for their failure at their last mission?
Officially, no.
Unofficially, yes. It was a bullshit assignment.
The news team had been informed they were going to have military escorts. No arguments. Nicole would be in charge with their security. So basically, baby-sitting.
B.S.
Well, after the past shitty few weeks, she just shrugged it off and got to work. They had a job to do. Would it be dangerous? That would depend all on where they were going.
As her and her team walked down the corridor, she opened the file to get the names of the journalist and his crew. The team would include the journalist and 2 members of his crew. So in all, a total of 3.. plus Nicole's own 4 man team, so a grand total of 8.
To keep things on the low, the journalist and his network affiliation weren't given until that morning. The teams would meet each other and then Nicole and her team would have 12 hours to prepare with the information on the places the journalist wanted to go. And Nicole would report this morning on what places she approved of. They had wanted to keep them at minimal risk areas but of course, he was wanting the most dangerous.
Perfect.
Opening the file, she got her first glance at the crew.
Alexander Campbell. American Journalist. National News Anchor.
The man who walked out on her after she told him the truth of what she did for a living. The man who called her a liar after she had led him on to believe she was a flight attendant which was why she was always gone...
The man she had no business meeting but somehow their paths crossed and something clicked between them. Something she couldn't explain. She had always settled on the fact that she would never be with anyone because her 'job'. Then she met him.
Goddamnit.
B.S. job.
She kept her emotions in control. OK, she could do this.
With a deep breath, she knocked on the door of the conference room before opening it and she immediately saw the look in his eyes that he was just as surprised to see her as she had been when she opened his file.
Everything.
And he still had the audacity to say she was lying to him. And she didn't know what was worse, him calling her a liar or the fact that he walked out on her.
Nicole watched him walk out of small italian restaurant. Perhaps a cozy setting wasn't really the place to have a serious talk. Thank goodness it was a Monday and the room they had been seated in was empty.
But now what? Should she go after him?
No, he was pretty pissed.
Instead, she just sat there and poured herself another glass of wine and downed it in one shot.
Ok, so he was mad. She got it. She was ready for it. But expecting it versus it actually happening were 2 different things.
Should she go to him? Call him later? Nicole was never in this situation before so she was unsure on how to handle it.
With a heavy sigh, she reached into her purse and threw down $200 in cash even though the bill wasn't over $87, she just didn't care about anything else but how she had hurt him right now...
*** 2 weeks later ***
No calls.
He never called Nicole.
And she didn't call him because well, she told him the truth and if he wanted to act like what they had wasn't special enough to call her, then well... was it worth it?
Yes, she was still hurt. It hurt that he walked off the way he did. It hurt that he didn't call.
She should have called him. But work.
Work always got in the way.
Like it did now. She had to get her head back into the game. Push her personal life behind her right now. Besides, there was nothing she could do. He was back in New York and she was on her way to her new assignment.
Some reporter wanted to do a report from the front lines of the latest war and it was up to Nicole and her team to protect him and his crew.
Nicole's team referred to this as B.S.
Baby-sitting.
Was this punishment for their failure at their last mission?
Officially, no.
Unofficially, yes. It was a bullshit assignment.
The news team had been informed they were going to have military escorts. No arguments. Nicole would be in charge with their security. So basically, baby-sitting.
B.S.
Well, after the past shitty few weeks, she just shrugged it off and got to work. They had a job to do. Would it be dangerous? That would depend all on where they were going.
As her and her team walked down the corridor, she opened the file to get the names of the journalist and his crew. The team would include the journalist and 2 members of his crew. So in all, a total of 3.. plus Nicole's own 4 man team, so a grand total of 8.
To keep things on the low, the journalist and his network affiliation weren't given until that morning. The teams would meet each other and then Nicole and her team would have 12 hours to prepare with the information on the places the journalist wanted to go. And Nicole would report this morning on what places she approved of. They had wanted to keep them at minimal risk areas but of course, he was wanting the most dangerous.
Perfect.
Opening the file, she got her first glance at the crew.
Alexander Campbell. American Journalist. National News Anchor.
The man who walked out on her after she told him the truth of what she did for a living. The man who called her a liar after she had led him on to believe she was a flight attendant which was why she was always gone...
The man she had no business meeting but somehow their paths crossed and something clicked between them. Something she couldn't explain. She had always settled on the fact that she would never be with anyone because her 'job'. Then she met him.
Goddamnit.
B.S. job.
She kept her emotions in control. OK, she could do this.
With a deep breath, she knocked on the door of the conference room before opening it and she immediately saw the look in his eyes that he was just as surprised to see her as she had been when she opened his file.
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