Misguided Heart Read Free

ever ask for. I had an array of blacks, blues, plums, reds, and yellows all lined up on the clothes rack in the corner of my office. I was just hoping I made the correct color choice. Clashing with any part of the family would be embarrassing, or would it? Ha, I laughed to myself. I sure did have a bitchy streak and she was beginning to poke her little bitchy head out, just a tiny bit.
    With manuscript, bagel and coffee in hand , Annie slipped a plum colored Calvin Klein, wrap dress around me. I set my coffee cup down on the desk and glanced over in the full-length mirror she had set up by my door.
    “I don’t think this color goes too well with my skin tone. I think I’ m a little too peachy.” I shook my head no.
    “Okay then, next.” She sighed.
    A beautiful navy gown stood out among the sea of color and I instantly wanted to try it on. “That one next.” I impatiently pointed at the gown so Annie would know exactly which one I was speaking of. I knew deep down, that I definitely needed a showstopper. It helped that I had been hitting the gym everyday since I received that invite. Oh yeah, he was going to regret inviting me. I could see it now.
    I put d own my bagel and the manuscripts I held in my hand again, for this dress. It was a beautiful full-length chiffon gown with one shoulder, crisscrossed back, with a small rib area encrusted in crystals. The same crystals ran up onto the crisscrossed straps and to top it all off, it had a very long slit up the front left leg. Hell yeah. I smiled to myself.
    I slid it over my head and down the length of my body. It nestled against my skin and curves with an exact fit. It was navy blue perfection. I looked like a knock out in it, and that was exactly what I was going for.
    “You look amazing Aston, I mean A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.” She giggled.
    “I think this one is it, exactly what I was hoping to find. Hopefully, I will out shine the bride. I mean, hopefully I don’t out shine the bride. Yeah that’s what I meant to say.” I laughed a little.
    I spun around a few times and by my second t urn I caught the figure of Sloan (my boss’s son) but still my boss, standing in the doorway of my office. I quickly stopped spinning and caught myself on the edge of my desk.
    “ Is it dress up day?” He grimaced.
    “No Sir, sorry. I was trying to multi task and not lose focus.” I smiled.
    “Well, let’s get back to work.” He started out of my office while I was giving Annie the “Oh my god” face when he turned around.  “Oh and Aston, whoever you’re wearing that for, he is one lucky guy.” He winked at me as he strolled out of my office all cavalier.
    I let out a big sigh , turning to change back into my white linen suit. I hung up the dress in its plastic zip up wardrobe bag and asked Annie to please send the rest of the dresses back to their rightful owners. I scooped up my coffee and bagel and plastered my butt back down in my chair to finish the current manuscript I had my hands on. I found myself coming back to what Sloan had said to me, at least a dozen times. He had never spoken to me like that before.
    It wasn’t that Sloan wasn’t a good-looking guy. Now that I thought about it, he was actually extremely handsome. No wait, sexy. Yeah he was damn sexy. I shook my head to make the thoughts of my boss’s son disappear. I could never go after him, or even think of him in that way. He was technically just as much my boss as his dad was. Not only that, after my run in with him in the lounge a month back, I knew he was a player and used to getting exactly what he wanted. I laughed to myself and continued to finish the manuscript at hand.
    A couple hours later , I decided to take a long needed break from reading and head out to get some lunch. I ended up at my favorite café on the corner, across the street from our office building. It was called Sak Lunch and they had the most amazing sandwiches I had ever tasted. I knew it was lunchtime the minute I walked through