Page 40 of Girls Night
She wanted Raya.
"Will I be able to speak with you?" she asked.
"I don't know, baby, but we'll ask her." He pressed another kiss to her hand. "I love you. You know that, right?"
He turned a hopeful gaze in her direction before focusing back on the road.
"Yeah. I love you too," Raya murmured, tightening her grip on his hand as she watched the scenery fly by. Though she could barely concentrate on it, for she didn't know what exactly she was walking into.
Soon, they arrived at the downtown skyscraper.
There was some traffic on the streets, but most people must have left work early to begin their weekend, being that it was Friday.
Brandon guided the car into the underground garage for executives and parked before turning to her.
"Come here." He gathered her to him in a tight hug. Raya closed her eyes and held on to him.
I will not cry,she chanted in her head.
"I don't want to go." Her voice was muffled as she breathed in his familiar scent. It was the cologne she'd purchased for him a few Christmases ago, and it always comforted her when she was sad about something.
"I know, baby, I fucked up. But I promise I’ll make this up to you." He pulled back and cupped her cheeks in his hand. Leaning forward, he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "Let’s go. We can't keep her waiting."
Sniffing, Raya nodded.
Exiting the car, Brandon came around to her side and assisted her out before going to the trunk. Raya hefted the strap of her purse up on her shoulder and strolled to the back of the car.
One suitcase.
That's what she would be living out of until she returned home.
Brandon took her hand and entwined their fingers, guiding her through the entrance while dragging her wheeled suitcase and carrying her computer bag. She held onto him as if her life depended on it.
With it being after hours, the building was like walking through a ghost town.
Her heels echoed across the marble floor as they arrived at the elevator. The doors opened immediately, and Brandon ushered her inside, hitting the top floor button as the doors closed.
Classical music filled the car.
It did nothing to settle her nerves.
The two of them remained quiet.
Raya was trying to not panic.
She would be strong for them both.
Once they arrived at the top floor, Brandon guided her through the office layout, where they came to a private sector in the back. The desk where Raya assumed a secretary sat was empty. Behind the desk were the wordsHamilton Technologiesin bold, steel letters bolted to the wall.
The area was elegant, and screamed money. This was where the president and CEO of the company worked.
"No one is here," Raya breathed.
Brandon shook his head. "She's here."
He walked over to a set of sturdy, ostentatious wooden doors, and Raya followed behind him slowly while her heart raced.
Doubt clouded her mind. She didn't know if she could go through with this.
