Unthinkable (Undeniable Trilogy #1) Read Online Free

love your job. In fact, why don’t you two take the rest of the afternoon off. I’m sure a break is in need. I will have Alicia be on the lookout for any information the committee may send and I’m sure you will check your email from time to time.”
    “Are you positive, Mr. Anderson? I would hate to miss something that I was needed for.”
    “You and Samantha deserve time off. And since I can’t force you to take a vacation, will you at least take the rest of the day?”
    “Okay, Mr. Anderson.”
    “Thank you, Mr. Anderson,” Samantha and I said simultaneously and giggled. We headed back to our office and tidied up. I grabbed my work case, my purse, my keys, and we left. I admired Mr. Anderson. He took me under his wing during my internship and groomed me to be a leader. A strong leader. He spearheaded the decision to create a sports division in order for me to run it. He felt that my skills needed to be on display. He was like a second dad to me and that was saying a lot.
    Samantha decided that we would take her car and she would bring me back to get my car later.
    “The rest of the afternoon off. Fabulous. Where do you wanna go?” Samantha asked.
    “I have no clue,” I mumbled, thoughts deeply fixed on Nicholas.
    “Let’s call Tia and Gabrielle and see if they are free,” she suggested. Two years since graduation and we still hang out together. We made a vow to never lose touch. I called Tia first.
    “Jones Realty, Tia speaking.”
    “Hey, brat. What are you doing?”
    “Closing a deal, of course. Why do you ask?”
    “Sam and I have the day off. Let’s go do something.”
    “Most def!” she exclaimed.
    “Where are you guys going?”
    “Don’t know yet. Any ideas?”
    “Not a clue. Call Gabrielle see if she has an idea and call me back with the deets.”
    “Okay, will do. Hugs and kisses?”
    “Hugs and kisses.” We ended our call with our trademark good-bye and I called Gabrielle next.
    “Gabrielle Martinez speaking.”
    “Do you girls ever answer by saying hello anymore?”
    “If it isn’t, little Miss Runaway.” She was referring to Friday night at the museum party and my not so graceful attempt to get away after Nicholas cornered me.
    “Really, Gabrielle?” I questioned with sarcasm.
    “I’m kidding, mami. What are you doing? Didn’t you have a meeting today with Mr. Hansen?” My heat levels were rising at the thought of his eyes locking onto me as I entered the conference room. I felt my face get hot. The mention of his name got me all in a storm and Gabrielle’s accent didn’t help either.
    “Yes, our firm had a representation meeting with Hansen Construction.” I didn’t want to sound as if seeing Nicholas bothered me. “Hey, listen. Sam and I are off work looking for ideas to get into.”
    “Oh, let’s do a spa day and grab lunch.” Party planner to the rescue.
    “That sounds perfect and I need to relax. I’ll get us booked and send a text with the info.”
    “Great see you girls in a few.”
    “See ya, Miss Rabbit.”
    I booked us an afternoon at the Mandarin Oriental in one of the suites. I sent the information to Tia and Gabrielle and we met up at two p.m. The girls and I got the VIP treatment—massages, manis, and pedis. Once we finished, we went to grab a late lunch at the Oasis Pool Side Café located within the hotel's beach club. We sat, ordered drinks, and relaxed among a sea of quietness. It was relaxing.
    “So, do I have to address the white elephant in the room?” Tia said, abruptly breaking my relaxation. Gabrielle and Samantha just looked away as if they had no clue what Tia was referring to.
    “What are you yammering about?” I said to Tia.
    “Really, Maya? Okay, I will spell it out. Nicholas Hansen.” I took a deep breath and rolled my eyes. “Oh, so you’re not talking? Samantha, what is going on between them two?” Tia deflected to Samantha, knowing she would break to say something juicy. I anticipated what was about to come.
    “They