Page 3 of Accidentally Yours

“You’re a piece of shit, Damien Blackwood. I hope you rot in hell one day!”

“Fair enough.”

“I should have known better.” She shook her head as she stomped to the elevator.

I finished my drink, rubbed my stinging cheek, and headed to bed.

ChapterTwo

Willa

“You wanted to see me, Randall?” I nervously asked.

“Have a seat, Willa.” He gestured.

“If this is about?—”

“It is, and it’s not good.” He sighed. “One of our biggest clients dropped us because of your error.”

“But—”

“Sush, Willa. Let me finish. That typo in the motion made us look really bad, as well as our client. Do you know how humiliated I was in front of the judge?”

“I’m sorry.” I lowered my head.

“So am I, Willa. You’re fired. Collect your things, and security will escort you out.”

“I’ve worked here for two years and never made an error. I made one mistake, and you’re firing me?”

“Unfortunately, we can’t afford to make any mistakes.”

Stunned, I slowly rose from my chair and left his office. When I reached my desk, I noticed a cardboard box waiting for my personal belongings. This place sure as hell didn’t waste any time. My coworkers stared as I placed my things from my desk inside the box. I was so humiliated that I wanted to cry, but I didn’t. Picking up the picture of Liam and me, I stared at it momentarily before setting it in the box. I instantly knew everything would be okay because he was going to propose to me tonight, and I’d say yes.

Stepping into the 1,000 sq. ft. one-bedroom apartment I shared with Liam, I set my box on the floor, pulled out my phone, and threw my purse down. I pulled up my cousin Matt’s number and called him.

“Hello, sweet pea. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I got fired today,” I said, reaching for the bottle of wine.

“Oh, shit, Willa. Was it because of that error?”

“Yep. That’s what my boss told me.” I sighed.

“Well, don’t let it get you down. Tonight is a big night for you. Don’t let this little setback ruin it. You’ll find another job soon after you’re done celebrating your engagement.”

“I hope so. Listen, Matt. I have to go. Liam will be home soon, and he’s made a reservation for us at Daniel. I bet he’s going to have the waiter put the ring in a glass of champagne.”

“Have fun and call me after it happens. I want to see the ring.”

“I will. I’ll talk to you later.”

I walked into the bathroom to freshen up my makeup before changing into the new slinky black dress I bought for tonight’s occasion. Staring at myself in the mirror, I rehearsed my reaction to Liam’s proposal.

“Oh my God, Liam. Yes. Yes, I will marry you.”

“Liam, oh my God. Yes, I’ll marry you.”

“I can’t believe this. Yes, Liam. I would be honored to become your wife.”

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