Free MISTAKEN - The Complete First Season by Renna Peak Page B

keeping his lips impossibly close. He pulled back ever so slightly and rested his forehead against mine. “I'd better give you something to smile about, then.”

17
    S leep must have found me at some point during the night because the alarm clock jarred me awake when it went off. I closed my eyes and smiled, allowing myself to enjoy the sated feeling one more time. I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. Happiness. It was amazing and made me feel so full. This time, I had no regrets. This time, it hadn't been a mistake.
    Brandon had already gone to work on whatever it was he was doing before meeting with his business associate. I refused to allow myself to feel jealous. Pink condoms or not, I knew he had chosen me. He left a note on the desk asking me to join him in the restaurant downstairs for breakfast.
    I showered and dried my hair. I was thankful that morning that my locks cooperated and slid into a loose bun at the nape of my neck. I applied my makeup with as much care as I could then pulled out my power suit from the closet. It was a steel gray Armani jacket and skirt that my mother had purchased for me when I graduated from business school. It was by far the nicest outfit that I owned.
    I slipped on a white silk button-up blouse and pulled my jacket on over it. I admired how it was all tailored to my body. I pulled on the rest of my clothes and slipped on my kitten heels. No stilettos to kill myself this time. I looked about as good as I ever had in my life and I knew it. I felt the confidence in my pores, and last night hadn't made me feel less confident at all. If anything, it had made me feel more confident, better about everything. I never thought it would happen, but I thought at that moment that I might be able to move on from my past. Melissa would be proud.
    My body hummed with excitement, not just because of my meeting but because of how amazing I felt. Brandon had done that to me. Goosebumps ran down my arms when I thought about what we had just done a few hours before. I had to put it on the shelf for now. I would eat breakfast with him and put him out of my head for the rest of the day. Until that night, anyway.
    I knew I was going to kill it that day. I knew I would make Baxter & Bishop proud and it would make my dad proud, too. Today was the beginning of my business career. If it went well, I'd have a lot of doors opened to me and I knew I was ready for it. My presentation rocked and there was no way Tomojii would be able to do anything but sign over every bit of their marketing business to me.
    I gave myself my final pep talk in the mirror and headed for the elevator. The hairs on my arms stood on end and I tingled with excitement.
    Eating breakfast with Brandon would get my mind off the presentation for a few minutes. I was sure he'd have words of encouragement for me to settle the queasy nervousness in my stomach, too. If not encouragement, he would be able to take my mind off of business in any number of other ways.
    I grabbed my purse and slid my laptop into my briefcase. I made sure the thumb drive with my power point presentation was in my pocket and headed for the elevator with my bags. I stepped out into the lobby and was almost blinded by the sunlight coming through the glass windows. I could smell bacon coming from the restaurant near the lobby and I heard my stomach rumble to life. I realized then that I hadn't eaten in almost a full day, except for the bite of curry and the few bites of ice cream. I was definitely going to be eating something to quiet the grumbling before heading out to my meeting.
    I saw Brandon across the lobby talking to a tall, dark-haired man who had his back turned to me. They both wore tailored black suits that had been custom fitted to their bodies. Brandon's physique was impressive—I could see that even through his suit. I noticed the curve of his chest muscles under his jacket and I felt the heat rise in my face as I remembered feeling his body pressed