DreamInColoure
© 2004
So how shall we start this?
How about when you begged my
forgiveness?
I wouldn’t call it begging.
Grovelling maybe…
That’s a better word.
“Oh we aren’t together anymore.” These were
words right out of Kate Bosworth’s mouth. While this is a romance surrounded by
many questions from the beginning it appears that this young starlet is
speaking the truth. She’s appeared out in public with a gentleman she will only
identify as Luke. “We just drifted apart.” These were the only words she said
about her apparent two-year relationship with heartthrob Orlando Bloom. Bloom’s
agent wouldn’t return calls for comment.
Braedon read over the little blurb written in a
supermarket tabloid that someone had left in the break room. She chewed
thoughtfully on the last bite of her bagel. “Interesting.” She mumbled to
herself. It was approximately a year since she had left Spain in a relative hurry.
She now worked at a firm in Winnipeg handling their budgets. It was tedious
boring work and she sometimes wondered if those weeks in Spain were a dream.
They of course were not as she was reminded whenever Elijah called to say hello
or Jessie sent her yet another postcard from the school she was attending in
Glasgow.
“I didn’t know you read those things.” Said
Tim, the firm’s vice-president, he only had the job because his father owned
the firm and spent most of his days trying to hit on all available women.
Braedon had put him off the most, every time he asked her out she found a
reason to say no, yet he kept insisting.
She looked over her shoulder at him, “It was on
the table.”
“I don’t know what anyone sees in that guy.”
Tim tapped the photo in the article as he sat down next to Braedon, uninvited.
“He’s probably some cheesy idiot who couldn’t sound intelligent if someone
wasn’t feeding him the lines. Not that it matters, women like that only want a
hot fuck.”
“He’s actually a sweetheart.” Braedon said
before she could stop herself.
“Don’t tell me you’re a fan. Come on Braedon
act your age, this guy wouldn’t look at you twice.” Tim laughed.
“And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well look at his ex girlfriend for example,
prime quality woman there. You’re a nice piece Braedon but you can’t add up to
that.” He pointed at Kate. “You’re not even in his realm, although you could
hold your own as a one night fuck.” He mused as an afterthought.
She was fuming so much if someone would have
told her smoke was coming out of her ears she would have believed them. “What
do you know about his realm?” She asked.
Tim snickered, “I know that you’re dreaming if
you think you can ever be part of it.” He full out laughed at her face, “My God
you actually did. You should take me up on my offer, cause even I’m out of your
league.” He was baiting her and she could see it.
Pushing her chair back as gracefully as she
could she stared at him with a cold expression, “Thanks, but I wouldn’t want to
bring down your average.” She managed to get out before hightailing it to her
office.
A guy knocked on her door about an hour later
with an envelope for her. “FedEx for you Miss. Saylor.”
“Thanks.” She said with a smile then examined
the envelope. She couldn’t make out where it was sent from, the handwriting
looked somewhat familiar but she couldn’t place it.
Tearing open the envelope she stared open
mouthed at the three photos accompanied by a hand written note, “You left
these in the trailer Braedon. I’ve contemplated sending them to you, but I
wasn’t sure if you’d want them. I finally figured you could decide what to do
with them. Love, Uncle Keith.” She ran her fingers over the photos Orlando
had given her that one afternoon. She sighed as she remembered sitting with him
in the trailer picking those photos. At that moment she had been deliriously
happy, nothing had rivalled that since. So many times she’d wanted to just ask
Lij for his number, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. What would she
say? Sorry I left without saying goodbye but you were an idiot…no that wouldn’t
have done at all. Maybe Tim was right maybe he was out of her league.
“It took me three weeks to convince your uncle
to send you those.” She swore she was dreaming the sound of his voice so it
felt like weeks before she could lift her head. He was leaning against the
doorframe, “Hello.” He said with a soft smile.
“Y-you, umm…you…” She stuttered, “I mean…you,
uh, you can’t be real.”
He stepped into her office and shut the door
behind him, “Would you like me to give you a minute?”
She managed a smile at that, “No I’m fine you
just startled me that’s all.” She got up to move around the desk and stand in
front of him, “It’s good to see you Orlando.” It seemed like the right thing to
say.
Bridging the gap between them he enveloped her
in a hug and said, “I’ve missed you Braedon” Into her ear.
She had to step back in a vain effort to get
her heart to start beating normally again, “What are you doing here?”
He pushing his fists into his pockets and
sighed, “I couldn’t just leave it the way it was Braedon it wasn’t right.”
“Leave what the way it was?”
“Us.”
“There’s an us?” She asked him, “I don’t
follow, the last time we exchanged any words you insinuated that I was only
around you for the perks.”
He looked up at her with sad eyes, “I shouldn’t
have said that, it wasn’t true and I knew it.”
“Then why did you say it?” She asked, they were
still precariously close to each other but she couldn’t bring herself to move.
He couldn’t either, “Because I was jealous…” He
finally said looking down again. “You got on so well with Lij and it made me
mad.”
She managed a laugh; “You had Kate with you,
why in the world would my interactions with Elijah make you jealous?”
“I don’t know.” He admitted, “You made me feel
so comfortable and relaxed whenever I was around you. It made me jealous that I
wasn’t the only one you had an affect on. What made it worse was Elijah could
act on it and I couldn’t.”
“But you did.”
He sighed, “I know and I shouldn’t have.
Braedon I’m sorry…” He took hold of her shoulders, “I miss you.”
She gulped and forced herself to look at him,
“You said that already.”
“Well it’s true.” He smiled and let go of her,
“I should have come looking for you earlier, but life got away on me.”
“Braedon I’m going to need you to go over…” Tim
barged into her office then stopped when he realized she wasn’t alone. He only
saw the back of Orlando’s head, “I’m sorry was there a meeting you didn’t tell
me about?” He asked her sternly.
She smiled sweetly at him, “Orlando I’d like you
to meet the vice-president of this firm, Timothy Johnson.”
When Orlando turned around to regard the man
Braedon relished the look of shock on Tim’s face. “It’s nice to meet you.”
Orlando said cordially.
“Did you know that Tim here was nice enough to
inform me today that I’m not even in your realm?” She continued, now not caring
if her job was on the line.
Orlando looked at her funny, “Not in my realm?”
He asked, “What does that mean?” He looked back at the still shocked face
staring at him.
“It means that you wouldn’t consider being
acquainted with me let alone dating me because you’re so far out of my league.
I’m actually not worthy of you.” She kept going.
“What?” Orlando looked back at her, “Are you
fucking joking?”
She shrugged, “His words not mine.”
“Well what I meant was, seeing as you could
date so many high profile women…” Tim tried to explain.
“That I wouldn’t want someone who’s down to
earth and real not to mention absolutely gorgeous?” Orlando raised an eyebrow
at the man.
Her ears were ringing, “Did you just say I was
gorgeous?” She asked.
He looked back at her and smiled, “That I did,
I could follow it with stunning, amazin’ and don’t get me started on your
moves.” He put his hands on her hips, “I haven’t forgotten you know.”
She burst out laughing and put her arms around
his neck both momentarily forgetting Tim was still in the room, “Is this the
part where I say I forgive you and we live happily ever after?”
“Yes but I get to kiss you first.” He leaned
close to her face, “It’s the law of happy endings.”
“I don’t know, maybe we should ask Tim his
permission first.” She looked over at the man, “I mean you did say I wasn’t
even in YOUR league didn’t you?”
“I don’t care who’s league he thinks your in if
you don’t stop talking now I’m not responsible for my actions.”
Okay we can stop the cheesy ending any time now.
Come on love it’s what really
happened.
Yes I know but I’m sure they can
figure out what went on after that. Tim finally left the room and you kissed
me.
Ah and what a kiss it was.
The beginning of the end so to
speak.
You mean that in a good way right?
Of course I do baby I wouldn’t
change a thing.
Good, can we maybe try and repeat
that earth shattering kiss?
You know that can be arranged.
Brilliant.