Sitting back, AJ grinned down at the phone. He had a date! And this time, it wasn't going to get ruined by some psycho chick!
Glancing up at the clock on the wall, he started getting ready for his 'apology' dinner to his mom. Sighing he shook his head, "Don't have anything to apologize for, but I am."
Tapping the fingernails on her right hand lightly against the white table clothed table; Brynn glanced again at her watch. He stood me up.
Anger coursed through her. She shifted her entire schedule, and even ended up with her partner's two clients just so that she could free this hour for AJ and he didn't even show.
Taking a large swallow from her glass of white wine, she tilted her head back slowly to the waiter that was patiently waiting on her. Seconds later she was putting her credit card back in her purse and stalking out of the restaurant. If he wasn't dead, he would be.
Entering her office, she glared at her machine and clicked the play/stop button. Beeps sounded before the messages started.
Bry, don't worry about tonight, Cammie and me are doin' great. We're ordering a pizza, renting some movies, and getting ice cream. Bye, sis!
Brynn gritted her teeth; her younger sister's were going to be having a better night than she was. She sat at her desk when the second beep sounded.
Hi, this is Julia Striker, I was recommended by a colleague of mine, and she assures me you cater small dinner parties. I'd like for you to call back and talk with you about it. My number is…
Her fingers gripped the pen and dug the tip into the notepad as she copied the number down. The third beep sounded.
Hi, Brynn, it's AJ. I'm sorry, so sorry. Something happened that I couldn't get out of. I'm sure whatever you came up with is great. I'll give you my credit card number and you can bill me extra for missing our lunch date. The name on the card is Alexander James McLean, the expiration date...
Beeping again, her machine went silent, and Brynn sat quietly in her chair. Her eyes closed, she started rubbing at her temples, this day needed to end quickly before something even worse happened.
Pulling herself up straighter and opening her eyes, she glanced down at her notepad. The letters and numbers swam before her a bit before they focused then narrowed.
AJ… Alexander James McLean… Alex Jay McLean?
She was shaking her head denying it, before a wave of seething and seeing red crashed over her. Picking up her phone she started canceling and freeing up her schedule for the rest of the day. She needed to concentrate on one thing only right now. And that was getting her sweet revenge on Alex Jay McLean. For her sister, and now for herself.
Her eyes stared unseeingly ahead. He had to have known. Brandy and I look too much alike to mistake us as anything but sisters! Her face hardened, He ditched her and thought he could get me too. She started shaking her head, "Oh, how this is going to be blowing up in his face."
Sitting back, she opened her online phone book directory and started searching for the numbers she would be needing. "Mister McLean," she murmured while her fingers typed in the number, "You're never going to forget this party I have lined up for you." A smirk twisted on her lips while her eyes reflected pain.
Shaking herself of the momentary mental relapse, she justified her reasoning. He deserved this. He deserved it all...