My Forever Is You, Book 1: ReunitedBy: Ashley Blake
As I sat in the backyard with my mother, I was faced with a huge dilemma. I didn't know if I wanted to continue to move forward with my relationship with Vivienne, or if I wanted to find Lauren and see if we could rekindle what we once had.
I suspected Vivienne was seeing my cousin Ethan behind my back, or she was trying to make it appear as if that was what was going on. I wouldn't put it past Vivienne to try and make me jealous to get my attention. I knew that I was not giving Vivienne the time and attention that she wanted. She wanted to marry me and she told me this practically every time she had a chance. She kept saying that our families would blend so well together because they were both wealthy. That always bothered me a little bit, but I would just push it out of my mind. I knew that I would have to make up my mind about what I was going to do soon.
“Jake, darling, we should get inside. It looks like it might rain. I know you’ll make the right decision to make you happy. Or maybe it will be made for you.”
As we walked into the house her last words stuck with me. I wonder what she meant by that?
We flew back to New York on the private jet the next day and the car dropped Vivienne off at her townhouse first. She wanted to go out to dinner but I told her that I was exhausted and I would call her later. My housekeeper had collected my mail while I was away and the huge pile was waiting for me when I walked into my condo. I walked over to the window and looked out at Manhattan. I was on the top floor and no matter how many times I had stood at that window, the view was always breathtaking. It was good to be home.
I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and walked over to my dining room table to tackle the mail. When I picked up the envelope that was sitting on top of the pile, my heart skipped a beat. It was an invitation to my 10 year college reunion . I opened it and it was going to be a week long cruise to the Western Caribbean. Lauren. I had completely forgotten that our reunion would be this year. My mind started racing and I wrestled with whether or not I should go. Did I want to throw away the possibility of seeing Lauren again? What if she didn't go, or what if she was engaged or married to someone else? I could barely think straight so I set the invitation aside and continued rifling through my mail. I would go back to the invitation later.
I went into my office, trying to busy myself and decided to check my e-mail. I hadn't checked my e-mail during the week that I was in California with my mother. I wanted to be completely cut off from work and just wanted to focus on spending my time with family that week. I checked my work e-mail first and I had at least 200 emails to read. Nearly an hour and a half later I finished responding to the last work email and I was going to take a nap, when I decided to quickly check my personal email.
I saw an e-mail from Amy Collins and I knew that I recognized the name but I couldn't quite place it. I clicked on it and as I started reading, my heart began pounding against my chest. Amy was Lauren's best friend in college and she was writing to tell me that she and Lauren were going to the reunion . She wanted to know if I was going to go as well.
Just then my mother's words came flooding back to me: I know you’ll make the right decision to make you happy. Or maybe it will be made for you. I decided in that second that I was going to the reunion , and I emailed Amy to tell her I would see them there. ***
My heart was fluttering as I stumbled to my chair, holding the back for support, while I read the invitation. In the back of my mind I knew it was coming, but I had pushed it out of my mind for years. And now the day was finally here. I knew I would have to deal with my past sooner or later, and later came a lot sooner than I had anticipated.
The letter seemed harmless enough but it threw me into a tailspin of emotions. My 10 year college reunion was finally happening. My best friend, Amy Collins, had been bugging me about going to this for the past five years. She’d made me promise I would go with her. It normally wouldn’t be a big deal except I knew that I would probably run into Jake Hunter.
Jake and I met each other our freshman year of college in Massachusetts and we were inseparable until graduation. He was, without a doubt, my first and only love and I still think about him nearly every day. We had a special kind of love that comes around once in a lifetime. Everyone, I mean everyone, just knew that we were going to get married.
I met Jake the first day of class when the professor called on him and he was stalling because he didn’t know the answer. He was sitting in front of me and I felt bad that the tension in the air was so palpable while everyone waited for Jake’s answer, so I whispered it to him. After class Jake turned around to thank me and his gorgeous face caught me off guard. I became instantly nervous as my palms began to sweat. I don’t know that I would have had the courage to give him the answer had I seen his face first. He was breathtakingly handsome. His dark hair and dark eyes were not typically what I went for but I had never met a more gorgeous man. We started flirting innocently with each other and by the end of the week, Jake asked me out. We dated exclusively right away and I just knew in my heart that he was the man I was going to marry.