Post by Elly on Sept 28, 2008 21:56:52 GMT -5
When : September 28th 2008
Where : Penthouse
The window was open on the top floor of the apartment complexe owned by the MedTech Corporation. It was the penthouse suite, and owned by none other than the big boss himself. Isla turned and shifted slightly in bed, where Edward's body was pulled away from her own. He was distant, as he usually was. He wasn't one to hold her and keep her warm in the night.
She blinked a few times, squinting her eyes to set them onto the window. The curtains were blowing softly into the room, at times out the window as the flow of air reversed. She sat up slowly, rubbing her right hand over her stomach. She was nearing six months along in her pregnancy and it showed immensely. Just 5 weeks earlier, he had suggested they move in together. It was a rather subtle request, which didn't involve many words, but in the end her thing had been packed and moved over.
Her right hand lifted to touch her forehead, closing her eyes for a moment as her fingers slide down just a few inches and rubbed at her eyes. She then opened them and looked outside. Her body stood from the edge of the bed and stepped out onto the balcony. It was cold out, and the obvious reason was because autumn was on its way. The leaves were already turning yellows, oranges and reds, and would soon fall to the ground. Their child woud be born in a winter season, but at least it wasn't the scorching hot heat from the summer that would welcome him or her.
Yes, it was a secret up to this point. She hadn't wanted to know just yet. Isla almost seemed to be in denial of the entire situation that she had gotten herself involved in. Edward was a man who knew nothing about relationships. The only reason they shared a bed was because she knew he wanted her around at all times - watching her as if she was a spy. She also knew that perhaps it was partially due to guilt. Isla had the tingling feeling in the back of her mind she hadn't been his only mistress, the only woman in his life he shared his sexual tension with.
She had fallen in love with him, and that would eventually become a mistake. For now, as she ran her hands over her stomach, holding the child within her as best she could, and keeping it warm, she didn't think there was anything she could do. To deny him would be the end of her, for both her life and her love, and to want him - well, honestly - he made her feel selfish for wanting the simple things he refused to offer ; warmth, love, affection, and himself in full.
For now, she simply waited to see what would happen. What this baby would bring to them.
Where : Penthouse
The window was open on the top floor of the apartment complexe owned by the MedTech Corporation. It was the penthouse suite, and owned by none other than the big boss himself. Isla turned and shifted slightly in bed, where Edward's body was pulled away from her own. He was distant, as he usually was. He wasn't one to hold her and keep her warm in the night.
She blinked a few times, squinting her eyes to set them onto the window. The curtains were blowing softly into the room, at times out the window as the flow of air reversed. She sat up slowly, rubbing her right hand over her stomach. She was nearing six months along in her pregnancy and it showed immensely. Just 5 weeks earlier, he had suggested they move in together. It was a rather subtle request, which didn't involve many words, but in the end her thing had been packed and moved over.
Her right hand lifted to touch her forehead, closing her eyes for a moment as her fingers slide down just a few inches and rubbed at her eyes. She then opened them and looked outside. Her body stood from the edge of the bed and stepped out onto the balcony. It was cold out, and the obvious reason was because autumn was on its way. The leaves were already turning yellows, oranges and reds, and would soon fall to the ground. Their child woud be born in a winter season, but at least it wasn't the scorching hot heat from the summer that would welcome him or her.
Yes, it was a secret up to this point. She hadn't wanted to know just yet. Isla almost seemed to be in denial of the entire situation that she had gotten herself involved in. Edward was a man who knew nothing about relationships. The only reason they shared a bed was because she knew he wanted her around at all times - watching her as if she was a spy. She also knew that perhaps it was partially due to guilt. Isla had the tingling feeling in the back of her mind she hadn't been his only mistress, the only woman in his life he shared his sexual tension with.
She had fallen in love with him, and that would eventually become a mistake. For now, as she ran her hands over her stomach, holding the child within her as best she could, and keeping it warm, she didn't think there was anything she could do. To deny him would be the end of her, for both her life and her love, and to want him - well, honestly - he made her feel selfish for wanting the simple things he refused to offer ; warmth, love, affection, and himself in full.
For now, she simply waited to see what would happen. What this baby would bring to them.