Carved in Stone (The Stone Series) Read Online Free

However, I still couldn’t help the sporadic anxiousness that plagued me throughout the day at the possibility of accidently running into Aidan somewhere in the building.
                  “Welcome Gabby to our humble abode. I’m positive we’re going to become BFF’s,” greeted Molly, a robust blonde with vibrant pink and purple streaks in her shoulder length hair.
                  Molly shook my hand with unrestrained enthusiasm, the dozen little gold bangles along her wrist tinkling loudly. Molly appears to be around my age – mid twenties and has the most stunningly violet eyes that almost matched the amethyst streaks in her flamboyant hair. I liked her immediately; she is vibrantly cheerful, funny and openly eccentric. 
                  Santo, another member of the events team, is a stylish, very tall, lanky, handsome Latino man in his late twenties. He has thick curly dark brown hair, big expressive coffee colored eyes and his skin is beautiful bronzed. I could tell Jeremiah was instantly smitten; the two men seemed to click with a transparent chemistry from the instant their eyes locked.
                  Biting my lip, I contemplated cautioning Jeremiah about the pitfalls of office romances but it was only a few days ago I was dating the owner of the company that I now worked for.
    Hmm … I guess that would be a case of the pot calling the kettle black.
                  The only member of the new team that didn’t meet us with amiability was Taylor; a tall, slender, raven-haired woman in her late twenties or early thirties. It’s kind of hard to guess her exact age with her forehead prematurely frozen from Botox. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against Botox or any other cosmetic procedures, I just don’t get why someone still so relatively young would want to use it to the point where their face is a mask of frozen expressionless. Taylor was barely civil during our introduction, her hazel gaze was icy and yet despite her veiled enmity she was exceptional beautiful and poised in her designer suite.
                  Both Jeremiah and I were shown to our own separate offices, mine being way smaller than his but hey, I’ve never had a job where I had my own little office before so despite the last few days, I couldn’t help the small squeal of delight that escaped my lips when I sat down on my new leather chair for the very first time and rolled across the floor to admire the view from my very first office window. Wow, the view of downtown Los Angeles is even amazing from the tenth floor.
                  After meeting with the IT department to set up our computers and phones with various logins the remainder of the day was an endless loop of back to back meetings including a lunch meeting with the events team to be brought up to speed with the current projects they were working on. Tuesday and Wednesday brought a new series of meetings with several department heads from subsidiary companies of the Stone Corporation with briefs for upcoming events our department were to manage. By Wednesday night, I was totally exhausted, my brain buzzing with information overload but I felt more confident as I grasped a better understanding of my new role.
                  “This has been a big week for you G.”
                  “Yeah…” I mumble back in agreement, observing the landscape dash by as Mia slows for a red light.
                  Mia’s right, this has been a monumental week career wise but despite the last three hectic days, I’ve never felt so lonely, empty… miserable. I miss Aidan; his touch, the sound of his deep soothing voice, his scent but most of all, the way I felt when I was just with him. The exquisite feeling of soaring, untethered and yet grounded at the same time, it’s hard to explain but every moment I spent with Aidan I felt vivacious, cherished and more alive than I had ever