Disclaimer: This is my first submission and I hope you enjoy it. This is not a quick, short story and is more about the plot than sex. I wrote this one a while ago, thanks to the suggestion of my partner. This story is true, but names and some of the job information has been changed to keep anonymity.
I'm always open to feedback, good or constructive. So please feel free to comment or send me a message. I did edit this myself so there might be a few mistakes. I read it over this more times than I can remember but I'm human so chances are I've missed something.
Thank you all and hope you enjoy!
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Chapter 1
What was I thinking? Here I was, sitting at my home contemplating life. I had it all. Literally, my life was perfect. A wonderful job, awesome friends, and the love of my life... or so I thought. Don't get me wrong, I still have my wonderful job and awesome friends. My love life, however. Well that's a shit show and trust me that is the nice way of putting it. Sitting here on my porch, drinking tea, thinking about where this all went wrong. When did I decide to throw it all away? And for what? A fairy tale? Or that kind of love that takes your breath away? Don't get me wrong I'm not naΓ―ve, I know that kind of love doesn't exist, or so I thought it didn't. I wasn't prepared for it, nor was I looking for it because as I said before my life was perfect.
I suppose I should start from the beginning. My name is Madeline, Maddie for short. I'm 28, due to my strenuous workout and diet plan I am proud to say I have managed to keep my teenage figure, with little more curves. I weigh 117 pounds, I'm just under 5ft7in, I keep my hair just below shoulder length long, it's a light brown color, but looks a bit auburn in the sunlight, I have hazel eyes, that go perfectly with my long eyelashes. Thanks to a work softball league I stay tanned all year round. I am the senior VP for Micro Tech Industries, one of the largest software companies in the world. I grew up in Manhattan with just my mom. My dad walked out on us when I was 5 years old and never looked back. My mom said he couldn't handle the pressure of being with someone with her power, but I really think he thought he could never live up to her expectations and got out while he could. My mom is a wonderfully sweet woman, but you don't get to where she is by being passive and not demanding the very best. She is a high-power attorney with her own firm, dealing with corporate law mostly now. I went to the best schools' money could pay for and when I graduated high school with flying colors, I set my sights on college.
I graduated from MIT with a degree in Computer Science and Engineering and then returned for my Masters in Business Analytics. As you might have guess I am a bit of a computer nerd. Not the kind that is socially awkward but yes, I would rather be building a computer than spending my time at some random on- campus party. I get out enough to have a social life but my number one focus is my studies. In college I met my fiancΓ©, Henry. He is just as determined to take over the world as I am. He is in the Masters Philosophy Program. You might be thinking exactly what I thought, exactly how is he going to take over the world with a philosophy degree? Shouldn't those people be living in the woods spreading wisdom throughout a small town. Boy, was I wrong! When we met, it was not love at first sight. In fact, I thought he was arrogant and annoying.
One fall day I was hanging out near the campus park with my friend Katie when Henry walked right up to me and said, "Hey girl, I'm gonna whisk you away with me."
"That would be kidnapping and you're too much of a pretty boy to be in prison." Henry just looked at me and smiled. Katie and I walked away and didn't see him again for about a month.
One day I was in the library studying for an exam and of course with mid-terms just around the corner it is crowded. "Can I sit here?" Henry asked.
I just looked at him not remembering who he is, but being the polite person I am I said, "Sure."
He didn't say anything else. We went back to studying, looking up at each other every so often. After about 2 hours of finally realizing if I read anymore, I would want to throw myself down the nearest flight of stairs. I started collecting my things. Henry looked up at me as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. After about 10 seconds, Henry said, "Hey I'm done too, can I buy you a cup of coffee?" After thinking about it, I decided what the hell. I'm done for the day, plus coffee sounds amazing right now since this fall weather seemed more like winter. We gathered our things and began walking to a little coffee shop right off campus called The Big Cup. We didn't talk much on the walk. We were both lost in our own thoughts and since the wind chill was about 15 degrees, we did our best to hurry into this warm little coffee shop that most of the college students knew and hung out at. After ordering we sat down and began talking.
"Are you from Massachusetts?" Henry asked.
"Why do I look like a Massachusetts girl?" I responded with a smirk.
"Do you always have to be a smartass?"
"Ok I'm sorry, no I'm from New York." We began small talk and of course the conversation turned deeper.
"Are you seeing anyone right now?"
Geez he asks like a million questions
.
This guy is inquisitive
. "No, not at the moment."
This is when I really looked at him. He is handsome and about 6ft even, broad shoulders, muscular from his years of playing Rugby. He has sandy blonde hair and light brown eyes that a girl could get lost in. And his smile! The most perfect set of teeth I have ever seen.
He's some nice eye candy if nothing else
. But as it turns out he is smart and comes from a nice family. He has 3 older sisters all of whom are smart and successful in their careers. We talked until the place was closing. I didn't realize it had gotten so late, but in good company time can fly. Henry walked me back to my apartment just off campus.
"Can I see you again sometime?" Henry asked.
There he goes with another question