Against All Odds

 I was in a night club and had just finished dancing with a cute redhead, when I walked out of the dancing circle past the crowd.Then I saw her.I know time stood still. It had to because along with it, I felt like the wind was knocked out of me. Literally.She was beautiful, breathtaking, in fact, words couldn't describe her beauty. She had bright blue eyes, sweet looking pink lips and a deep black hair that was freely floating behind her. There was just something about her that drew me close like a moth to a flame. More or less like a deer mesmerized by a car's headlights.A part of me had to get close, but I stood back observing her. Because something as gorgeous as that could not have come here alone. And the thought bothered me a bit. Weird, huh?If I could explain to you in detail what I was looking at, you would think that I was describing an apparition of an Angel. Or knowing my luck, you would strap me in a stray jacket because of my

(Max POV)  I woke up to the incessant ringing of my phone. My eyes gritty and heavy of exhaustion slowly open. My mouth felt so dry like the desert, I could barely wet my lips. I look around and the offensive light from the sun just barrels down into the room making me squint. The ringing came again and I could just barely lift my head off the pillow."Oh God!" I moaned, holding my head as I slowly sat up.I looked around at the unfamiliar room and took in the common decor of Frat symbols and school memorabilia plastered all over the walls.The phone rings again and I immediately stood up and found my boxers I put them on and answered the phone."Yes!!!," Knowing all too well who the caller is."Max!!! Where the hell are you? Do you know what time it is?" Amanda my annoying sister drilled into me from over the phone.I moaned and pinched my nose trying to calm the thumping in my head."Amanda, how nic

And with this, you know the rest as in any relationship, it's in our parents best interest to merge the companies simply by....... the both of us getting engaged. I personally don't want to but hey, that's another story for another time.I turn to walk into my office only to see my aggravating sister stomp towards me.I continue to walk off to my office, leaving her to trail behind me and follow me."You have 20 minutes Max," she starts to whine rushing me.I walk directly into a closet where I keep an extra suit and go to my bathroom where I slam the door in her face in time to hear her curse me out.I lean my hands against the sink and lower my head to close my eyes. The hangover I have slowly, but surely is going away. I look up and stare at the mirror at the rough look on my face. With a sigh, I immediately begin washing my face and proceeded to get dressed.I exited the office with a warning glance to my sister as she glared at me.

(Kira POV) A gasp followed after I mumbled my shameless act."You did what?" Dana squealed in horror as Stacy clapped and squealed with joy.I shivered at the thought of explaining something that was so obvious. I woke up naked beside a total stranger. I was sore between my thighs and was so drunk I remembered only glimpses of last night. And the odd thing about it was I can't seem to get that guy out my head."So was he....You know?" Stacy wiggled her eyebrows with a grin.Dana gasped and shoved her with a frown. "How can you ask that, Stacy?"I stared at them both. They continued to argue and the whole realization of it all kicked in. The most important moment of my life happened and I didn't remember it. On top of that, it was with someone I didn't know.We sat around talking about it, I omitted details about what I did remember. The questions mainly consisted of questions that made me squirm. I felt as if I was being

I frowned, I could see he had very little sleep and probably slept on the jet."Emergency meeting?, What is it about?""Peterson & Lark have decided to pull a new angle on their campaign. They have worked with us in the past and loved our work and they have worked with Chase Industries as well...They have decided to use both companies and moved forward to put in for a design with a joint effort."I could tell my dad didn't like this at all. Work with Chase Industries. It wasn't something he planned to do in a while. Well, never."Daddy, can they do that?" I asked with concern.He looked down at me and smiled at me. "I am afraid they can pumpkin, but don't worry about that." He turned to face me."It appears you will be working with the Graphic designer of Chase Industries." He tapped me on my nose playfully."And I want you to show your best work yet." He smiled."I will daddy, so when does this need to be done?"