All the wrong reason episode 7

🌸 ALL THE WRONG REASONS 🌸
🌹EPISODE SEVEN 🌹

It was true. She was never the same.

Her spirits were so much higher when she went to work. She doesn’t dress up in boring square p-nts and skirts anymore. She was executive looking and yet… foxy!

She doesn’t wear glasses anymore. She just has them with her whenever she’s reading or writing. Her hair was frequently down, straight or in perfect waves behind her shoulders. She actually loved its red highlights. It makes her look smart and naughty at the same time.

She was a little worried though. On the fourteenth day that they have been seeing each other, she was already expecting Justin to walk away. Two weeks. This is his reputation. After two weeks, he can just disappear like a bubble.

She sighed on her desk and promised herself that she will not get hurt. That she will accept things as they are. When he walks away, she will still be the same Adrienne that she is now. She will not go back to her old wardrobe or her eyeglasses. For what it’s worth, the whirlwind thing that they have has done a great deal for her confidence and self-respect. Regardless of how sinfully she got her self-love back, she will not regret a single moment of it.

“Are you okay?” Jill asked her.

No! He hasn’t called me or sent me an SMS yet! And it’s after lunch! It took all her effort not to scre-m that. Instead, she said. “I’m fine. Whatever made you feel that I’m not okay?”

Jill shrugged. “You looked tense.”

You think?

Adrienne sighed. “Too much work, I guess.”

Since the seventh day since Gypsy’s Justin has been sending her messages throughout the day.

You’re a fox. It says. It never failed to bring a smile on her face. Now, it’s their fourteenth day and he is acting like he didn’t exist. She doesn’t want to swallow her pride and call him. Not at the end of the two weeks, when he is rumored to lose interest in a woman. She composed herself and went back to work.

“Ms. Adrienne Miller?”

She looked up and saw a guy dressed in a Khaki uniform in front of her.

“Yes?”

He put a large bouquet of red roses in her desk.

She looked up at him. .

“From who?” She asked.

“There’s a card, Ma’am. Please sign here.” The delivery guy said.

She signed the paper. When he was gone, she scanned for the card nervously.

Jill went to her side excitedly.

“My God? From who?” She asked. “Troy?”

“I don’t know.”

She read the card. Hoping against all hopes that it’s from Justin, but also hoping that it wouldn’t say so in the card because Jill is in front of her and she will definitely snatch the card from her fingers after she reads it.

The card says, “You’re a fox…”

She sighed in relief. She smiled to her ears.

Justin.

She was only waiting for an SMS. He gave her more than that. He gave her roses! First time she ever received a bouquet of roses from a guy. And he was discreet enough not to put his name in it, but he left no doubt that it is from him.

Jill snatched the card from her.

“Oh my God! Who have an admirer! Do you know who it is?”

She shook her head. She didn’t say anything. She is afraid she will scre-m if she opens her mouth just now.

“So sweet! And mysterious! I can say some guy is gaga over you here! I told you! You are great! You know why Kim had to be prude and had to pretend she is smart? Because it’s so evident that you have the looks!”

“Jill!”

She shrugged. “And now that you’re coming out in the open, see what happens?”

With all Jill’s wailing excitedly, soon, some of the other girls crowded in her cubicle, talking about who could possibly be the admirer. There were some suspects and names that came up, which surprised Adrienne.
“Jake from Marketing, he was asking about you.” Cynthia said.

“And oh… Matt from Accounts, also asked if you had a boyfriend, the other day.”
She was just half-listening to the conversation. She wasn’t interested. She was quite thrilled. This is the first time she received flowers in her life. Yes! Her relationsh¡p with Troy can be that pathetic!

Then somebody went, “Sssh!!!” And then they all fell silent. When she looked up, she saw Justin walking past her cubicle. An eyebrow raised and a corner of his lip was curled in a half-smile. She knew he was looking at her. And she felt good. When all of these women were drooling, and staring at him, she knew his eyes were on her. She bit her lip and just stared at him. And then he was out of sight.
The girls sighed in unison.

“Alright. Back to work ladies. Jada will have my neck if she finds out I’m causing this commotion.”

She brought home the bouquet of roses, and placed them in vase. She was in cloud nine.

After five minutes, the doorbell rang.

When she opened it, Justin wrapped his arms around herwa-ist, lifted her off her feet and carried her in,side her apartment. She shrieked and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Did you send them?” She asked.

“Did you like them?” He asked back, his crystal blue eyes sparkling.

“I loved them!” She said and then she leaned down to k-ss him.

They had Thai food delivery and afterwards, they watched DVDs in Justin’s apartment. She fell asleep in his arms.

He was staring at her while she sleeps. He had a smile on his face. Then he gathered her closer to him, turned off the lights and held her tighter as he sleep.

* * *

It’s been running one month and a half since that night she went to Gypsys and met Justin Adams, who is now, turning out to be monumental in her life. They spend almost every night together. When he and his friends would have poker nights, he would slip into her apartment and into her bed
by one in the morning, and when she wakes up, she wasnestled comfortably in his arms.

She started trading stocks as well. She found it quite exciting. Her five hundred bucks paid twenty percent.Well… it was Justin who called the shots. He was trading on some blue ch¡p and she just put in five hundred bucks. And it was a good investment.

Now, she was learning the ropes herself and she liked it. She invested more money. An amount she thought she could do away without. The important thing is that she is learning how to risk some things. And she’s having fun, at the same time, earning money. Every move she makes,Justin would tell her if he thinks it was good or not. He also advised her to take a risk. He was a genius in this game. No wonder, he made his own millions.

Troy would call her at least once a week. She would indulge him in his med talks, and when it would normally freak her out to hear him say Kim’s name more than once, in every phone call, it didn’t matter to her now. Okay, so Troy admires Kim now too. Who cares? She actually finds it amazing that she doesn’t give a damn at all.

Whenever he’d say I love you. She would reply Goodnight or she would not reply at all. She actually found herself looking at the door when Troy was going on his monologue, hoping Justin would walk in. And he always would. And that’s the time her face would brighten with a smile.
“Kimberly gave me another pointer today… blah… blah… blah…” Then he went on and on. She raised a brow, fiddled with the telephone cord, let out a
yawn while she let him talk to himself.

She was in high spirits that day. Before she went home, Jada called her and she was given another column again. And she was promoted as Assistant Editor-in-chief. The raise they gave her was fifty percent. But she figured Troy wouldn’t be interested in hearing that. Even if she becomes a major stockholder for Blush, she doesn’t think he would
be proud of her.

Justin opened the door. She smiled at the sight of him. He smiled back.

He was holding a bottle of wine and a bouquet of roses.

“What?” She mouthed.

He shrugged. He didn’t say anything. He knew she was talking to someone on the phone. If he knew it was Troy, he never asked. In fact, he never asked about Troy anymore, and how her relationsh¡p with him is going. It was like when they are together, there was only the two of them.

“Hey… I gotta go… My boss just paged me. I need to go back to the office. Something came up.” She lied to Troy.

“Sweetie. What kind of a profession does that? Pays so little and demands so much of your time. You gotta have time for yourself you know.” He said.

“And what? Being doctor is an eight-hour job?” She
snapped at him.

“But at least it pays a lot more…” He started.

“Look Troy, you do your thing, I do mine. I don’t fancy being doctor, and you can’t be a writer! Now, I have to go. Goodbye.” She hung up on him.

She took a deep breath.

Justin went close to her but he didn’t say anything for a while.

She looked up at him.

“I should remember not to argue with you, honey.” He smiled.

She sighed.

“I’m sorry. Let’s drop that.” She said.

“You want to talk about it?” He asked.

“Why would you want to hear about Troy?” She asked him.

“I don’t. But if you want to talk about it, I could endure it.” He said softly.

She smiled and shook her head. Then she threw herself in his arms and gave him a hug.

“I don’t want to talk about it. I just want to be with you.” She whispered.

“Hmmm… what are you doing with a guy who gives you a lot of problems anyway?” He asked quietly.

She shook her head. “It’s complicated, Just. And I don’t want to think about it now.”

He nodded. “I just wish you would think about it
someday.” He murmured and hugged her tighter.

She didn’t answer. Then she sighed. She looked up at him. She couldn’t make out any expression in his face.

“You could be a shrink you know that?” She teased.

He raised a brow. “I don’t think my Dad would name me his heir if I choose to be a shrink though.”

She laughed and then reached up and k-ssed him on the l-ips.

“Now, what’s with the wine and the flowers?” She asked and pulled away from him.

He handed her the roses.

“For you.” He said.

“Hmmm. I didn’t know that Justin Adams is rom-ntic.” She said giggling.

“Not every impression proves to be true.” He said. “And we’ve been together for more than a month now, you should know that.”

She nodded. “So it seems. And what’s with the wine?”

He placed the bottle of Chærdonnay on her table.

“Somebody has just been promoted. I thought there’s a reason to celebrate.” He smiled.

She was touched. She didn’t tell him about the promotion yet. How did he find out?

“Oh thank you. How did you know?”

He shrugged. “I work part-time in Blush, remember? I have ears. Your friend Jill was talking about it with the layout artist when I came in to the guy’s office.”

She smiled. “Thank you!”

“That’s a good step forward for you, hon. I’m really proud of you.” He said.

She hugged him. She thought, how is it that Justin Adams is actually more her boyfriend than Troy is. Come to think of it, everything she would want Troy to be, is Justin. From his points of views, to his spontaneity, to the way he treats her and the friendsh¡p and concern he gives her, the way he
appreciates her… for the way she is.

She served dinner. Earlier, she cooked beef and pasta, thinking Justin might want to have dinner. And now, it was better. Not only did he have dinner with her, he even brought wine.

The continued drinking the wine in her balcony, while they talk and smoke.

“I have something for you.” He said.

“Yeah? What?” She asked.

He didn’t answer. He took out a box from the pocket of his jacket and gave it to her.

“What are these?”

“My congratulations gift to you.” He smiled. “Go ahead, open it.”

The box was Tiffany’s. Her heart pounded. She took out the ribbons, and slowly opened the box.

She lost breath when she stared at what is in,side.
A pair of diamond dangling earrings. The diamonds looked like raindrops, and about a centimeter in length. It was absolutely gorgeous.

“Justin…” She breathed.

“Come on, I want to see them on you.” He said.

“Justin… this is expensive. You didn’t have to…”

He reached forward and silenced her with a k-ss.

“But I want to, okay?” He whispered. “Did you like it?”

She nodded. “Yes… but you didn’t have to get me
something expensive… not this expensive! Don’t indulge me this way.”

He chuckled. “It doesn’t matter, honey. I walked by the shop, saw it on the window and I thought it would look gorgeous on you. I was indulging myself.”

She leaned forward and gave him a k-ss.

“Thank you.” She whispered. Her eyes were w-t with tears. She wanted to cry.

He smiled. “You’re welcome. Now, let’s see them.”

She put the earrings on and pulled back her hair so he can see them.

He was staring at her for a full minute. Not saying
anything. Just staring at her intensely.

“What? They’re bad? The store can take it back, right?” She asked.

He chuckled. “They’re gorgeous. Fifty times more gorgeous than when they were sparkling on the window.”

She smiled at him, released her hair and leaned forward to k-ss him. During the k-ss, she tried to remember a time when Troy gave her something extravagant. She can’t. In fact, he never gave her anything. Two out of three birthdays of hers that they were together, he didn’t even remember. He never gave her a flower as well… not a
single one…