(Hello Readers. In June of 2021, I met a woman on the Lit board who was interested in stories. In particular, she was interested in my stories and asked me the question of why I didn't write anymore. Here we are in the middle of January 2022 and she gets to read every chapter of this story based on a character loosely based on her. My Neighbor, as I call her since I have yet not divulged her name, is a character with certain traits I find fascinating about this woman. It is because of her that this series has become the longest series I have written ever. The stories may not all be longer. There may not be hot steamy sex in every chapter. But this series has been so much fun to write not only for the sake of writing, but because it has led to good discussions and explorations between my muse and I. It is to her, as I always do, that I dedicate this chapter and the promise of not stopping until the well of inspiration runs dry. Thank you to the readers without whom I wouldn't be pushed to keep going.)
There's not many things that can shake me when I am in my element. When in a meeting, I am really good at reading a room to determine which way I need to be when presenting. That being said, I rocked that shareholder's meeting. I was totally in the zone the whole time. I felt like I was in the right place. Even when the cameras were turned off, Matt gave me a high five and smiled.
"You aced it, Bro," he said.
I was smiling before I realized which meeting it was. I missed the one the previous year because of Missy's illness. So in essence, I had two years to prepare in a way. I kept the smile up.
"So, what are you getting your Beloved for Christmas?"
I looked at him before he grinned.
"I've heard you call her by that title a few times. I'm sorry bout that."
"No, you're fine. I am just not able to buy her anything."
"Dude, if you need a loan..."
"No, no....I was told not to get her anything."
"She knows how much you're worth, right?"
"It's not that. She doesn't want me to spoil her. She's always been an independent woman. It's kind of hard to explain."
"No it's not. It makes total sense to me."
"You're serious?"
"Bro, how long was she married to her late husband? We don't know much about him except that he had been your neighbor since you bought that house. We don't know anything about his profession or anything. For all we know, he could have been anything."
"True. But still I'm gonna honor her wishes."
"Bro, you need to get her a ring."
"Are you serious?"