She caught a movement from the corner of her eyes and her eyes immediately followed the movement to her surprise, Abraham had moved his chair closer to her and was back to watching her again with a weird smile on his face.“The reporters are long gone, Abraham, move away, I need my space back now,” Sheila said shooing him away but also stylishly looking around to make sure there was still no reporter in sight.Abraham raised a brow at her then chuckled, leaning closer to her.“What are you doing?” She snapped through gritted teeth, eyeing him suspiciously through narrowed eyes but resisted the urge to pull away from him, in case there was actually any reporter lurking around. She do not need the damn reporters in any more of her personal business.“And who told you I was ever concerned about the press to beginning with?” Abraham said in a low voice, leaning even closer to her.Sheila's eyes widened with shock and unable to resist the urge to pull back she pulled back quickly, “What ha
Sheila glanced up and heaved a sigh of relief, “It was all a dream, I should have known from the moment you opened the door,” she blurted out shaking her head. “And quit frowning, I already explained it was a dream.” “Well you don't expect me to be laughing when you kept calling me Keith,” Abraham snapped.Sheila's eyes widened in shock as she processed what Abraham just revealed. It couldn't be possible, especially not when her dream was filled with Abraham and not Keith_ well except the ending of course but that was no reason she should have been calling for Keith's name in reality.“There is no way, maybe you misheard me, Abraham. But I don't think I would be uttering Keith's name when I was dreaming about you,” she snapped back with a frown.Abraham regarded her with a blank stare then snorted, “Are you calling me a liar? You kept mumbling rubbish about kissing and then the next thing you said was Keith and the more I kept trying to wake you up the more you would refer to me as K
Keith leaned further into his seat and shut his eyes tightly. He was beyond exhausted and when his stomach rumbled, he added hunger to his long list of things he had to deal with. Amongst that list included the nagging headache and the boredom he was currently facing. He had gotten off a meeting with the grumpy old widow and it had completely drained him of all his energy and time. The widow was just extra, beginning from her strange dislike of him. Today she had even mentioned how much she believed that he wasn't good enough for Camila, then scowled in his direction anytime he would make an approach towards his girlfriend. He was beginning to think the widow had a creepy crush on his girlfriend, and if not that she was just a weird person. It could either be that or the latter, or maybe both.Keith heard the clinking of her shoes before he opened his eyes and he inhaled softly taking in her sweet lingering scent as she closed the distance between them. “You do know that I still find
Sheila was surprised to see three other intimidating looking men surrounding the table that Abraham was leading her to. Her fingers tightened around her purse in alarm as she confirmed to be sure that truly Abraham was heading for the table with the men that looked like they wanted to beat up any person that walked past. The panic only worsened as one of the men, the one designed with tattoos, looked up at Abraham and gave him a quick nod, immediately it was confirmed that was where they were headed. And when stone faced man eyes met with hers she resisted every urge to bolt and get far away from these men but she shoved the urge down and stood her ground. She should have known there was something suspicious about the stupid date Abraham had wanted to bring her along to. Only God knew what her purpose was here amongst the men, and sincerely she hoped it was just to sit still and look pretty because she wouldn't mind that at all.Ever since she had the conversation with Abraham in his
“I suggest you watch your mouth, after all in case you haven't noticed you are the stranger at this table, don't push your luck.”Sheila gaze met with the speaker, the scariest looking and the one who hadn't said a word since she arrived. A shudder ran down her spine as the man's cold gray eyes accessed her carefully and she caught a glimpse of annoyance flash through them. Jesus she hated this day already.The gray eyed man took his gaze off her and back to Abraham, “I think we deserve an answer Connor, what Is she doing here?”Sheila looked up at Abraham with a questioning gaze and squinted eyes. She looked at him expectantly as she took in the sight of his side view, she also wanted to know the reason why this dickhead had brought her here. Abraham looked from his three friends until his gaze rested on Sheila then he gave a smirk before looking behind her_ for the span of a minute Sheila froze up thinking he was looking behind her for another one of his company that he might have
“Because she is the key we need with our most recent plan,” Abraham blurted out suddenly.Sheila's head shot up at the sound of her name. Did she imagine things or had Abraham just called her a key? Although she knew she should not be feeling excited about what Abraham just said she could not help the tingling feeling that was brewing in her chest at the thought of her being a key to something that Abraham needed. It elevated her once sagged and defeated mood but elevated that did not mean she was completely happy now and the asshole, Abraham was off the hook, he had still embarrassed her before the douchebag he called a friend and that was completely unforgivable.“What do you mean by that?” Gray eyes man said with his brows drawn together into a frown as he seemed confused by the revelation.“The key? I had no idea we even had a padlock with a missing key,” the man with tattoos said with a frown, as he sat up and tapped his chin in consideration.Jerry snickered, then scoffed, “How
Jerry shrugged. “But I don't see the reason why you brought her here though.”“Because she is the ex-wife I was talking about,” Abraham snapped, giving Jerry an exasperated look.Sheila's face scrunched up the more as full realization began to dawn on her. Which would also happen to be the reason why Abraham was keeping her close and had not gotten rid of her, only because she was the apparent key to getting rid of the one person truly challenging him and his title. She huffed, picking up the glass of wine that had been placed on the table by the waiter earlier. The moment she drowned down it's content she instantly felt hungry for more.“Thompson had a wife?” The tattooed man said with a frown, leaning in closer to examine her. “She?” He said with a look she could not quite decipher but from the way she viewed it, it seemed like this man did not deem her worthy of being a wife to someone like Thompson.The gray eyed man chuckled and then reached for his glass too, “Well that is quite
Abraham said in a soft persuading voice but despite the point he raised, the men did not look too convinced with his plan.“I am not doubting your plan, Abraham,” the gray eyed man started, “But how trustworthy is she?”Abraham looked momentarily at her and as soon as she felt his gaze on her, her head shot up with urgency. Her eyes squirted at him in curiosity as she tried to read the emotion on his face. She waited patiently, almost not breathing as she waited for his answer. It was not only the men that were curious, she was too. In fact maybe she was even more curious than they were. She was desperate to know just how much Abraham trusted her_ that was even if he did trust her to begin with, well if he did he has been doing such a good job hiding the fact from her. A shudder went down Sheila's spine as the corner of Abraham's lips lifted into a coy smile, his eyes glittering with mischief.“She is completely under control, I can assure you that,” Abraham said with his eyes still f