Bad Boy's Forever

Chapter 4

After finalizing the project that's supposed to be in two weeks, Ryder and I exchanged numbers, talked about the last four years, made out, touched each other a lot and promised to meet, all in an hour.

We are supposed to start on a project, in New York as the first collaboration with the two companies as two new CEOs. We are meeting next week to fly to New York together and finalize it.

Ryder doesn't seem to worry about anything but I do. I know Seth is out there somewhere keeping an eye on me and he won't be happy if he sees us together, I can't forget what he did and said four years ago.

In life, there are some things you wish never happened, you wish would just erase and you would move on but that can't happen. You can't erase the past, you can forget it but it's still there. Sometimes, I wish I never met Seth but if I never met him, I would have never met Ryder or even my friends. I wouldn't be this happy. My happiness will grow more when I see the dead body of Seth Jacobs.

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After taking a photo-shoot for the company magazine, I had a meeting with the manufactures of the project in New York. They shall also be flying to New York to finalize the project.

My phone call ring tone goes off. I pick up my phone and grin at the caller ID. God, I'm turning onto a Cheshire cat. What's next, I'm thinking of an obsessed fan girl of Harry Styles.

"Hello." I answer the call, feeling bubbly on the inside. God, I missed him so much, I want him so badly. Okay, now I'm acting like a s*x-crazed teenager.

"Hi princess." He speaks and I can tell he's smiling or grinning. Well, I look worse.

"Hi." I breathe. God, what's wrong with me? I sound like I've met the hottest celebrity on earth, probably Tom Holland or Tom Cruise. But none of those can beat Ryder Dawson.

"Princess, if I was still perveted, I would think you're doing the dirty." He says and I burst out laughing.

"Well, it seems like you're still perveted." I say shaking my head in amusement.

"I'm not." He defends but I still don't believe him. He's still that dirty dog he was all those years ago.

"Anyway, what do you want?" I ask ignoring his last statement. Then the next thing he says has me choking on my breath and coughing violently,

"I want you." He says confidently.

"Umm....umm...." I stutter trying to look for what to say. What does one say in such a situation? I mean it's not like I wasn't thinking about what he said before but I didn't think it would be so soon.

"So we are leaving for New York next week?" I say trying to be professional but it sounded like I was dying from choking.

"Yeah, you will be travelling with me." he says casually like the last statement he said was no big deal.

I can't say no to that, I mean I really want to travel with him. But there are always consequences to every action, especially being with him.

"I'll protect you, you will be with me the entire time." He answers my thoughts.

"Stop going all Edward Cullen on me." I pout though I know he can't see me. He bursts out laughing and my pout grows into a scowl.

"But you love me." he says after his laughter slows down. Unfortunately yes, I do love him a lot. People say it's crazy to have high school boyfriends as your future partners. I also used to think it was bullshit, especially stories where parents meet at their prom and have a happily ever after. But now, when I look at Ryder Dawson, I see my happily ever after. It's cheesy and all, but I don't give a damn. I used to think these four years would change my feelings for him and I would forget about him but that didn't happen. My feelings for the guy skyrocketed and that will never change.

After a twenty minute talk with Ryder, I hang up and he promised he would talk again at night. I went back to work since I have a lot to do.

I hear a knock on the door and yell a 'Come in' as I continue typing on my laptop some important documents.

A loud squealing has me jolting my head up. I am met with a cheery Pat clapping her hands excitedly. Some things never change, this is one of them. Pat is still as energetic and loud as she was all those years ago.

"Pat, I didn't know you would be here." I smile at her as I save the files on my laptop and go up to her embracing her in a hug.

"Hi Nora." She scowls at me, "Hi Pat."

"I just wanted to see you, haven't seen you in ages." She says and I stare at her incredulously.

"We face timed last week." I say shaking my head. Like seriously, the girls and I always face time at least once or twice or thrice in a month to catch up

"Not like that, I mean meeting each other face to face." She rolls her eyes at me.

Oh.

"I know, right."

"So what's up? I haven't seen you this happy in the last four years." Pat says as she takes a seat with me on one of the comfy sofas in my office.

"Rydercameandwereunitedtalkedandmadeout." I say all in one sentence, I don't think she understood what I said but she has to have caught at least one word, which is why she is grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Oh My God, did you just say Ryder as in Ryder Dawson?" she asks, looking hopeful.

"Yes, I did. Ryder came to my office to renew the collaboration and we talked." I explain with a smile.

"Just talked." Pat says wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. I feel my cheeks burn up as I recall what happened that day.

Pat sees my reaction and gasps, "Don't tell me you two had s*x in the office."

"Euu.... no." I say as I start to think about it. Ryder bending me on one of the office desks and f*****g me hard. I shake my head to get rid of those dirty thoughts. What is happening to me?

"Don't tell me you were thinking about it." Pat says in amusement and I groan as I cover myself with my hands, making Pat to laugh at me.

"Anyway, we are all meeting on Saturday." Pat says, recovering from her laughter.

"Where?" I ask. My schedule is free on Saturday, I choose to work from home on the weekends.

"Amelia's house. She has something big to tell us." She says.

"Okay cool, I'll be there." I say then, "How's Cornelius?" I smirk as I watch her turn red.

Pat and Cornelius have grown pretty close these last four years. I haven't talked to Cornelius or any of his friends, I know. I didn't want to give them my number because I knew they would share it with Ryder. I just sent them emails once in a two months or if they sent to tell me something important which in every case used to be about Ryder.

"He's cool, he's fine." Pat says casually.

"Okay.... The weekend is not that far." I mutter loud enough, while looking around the office for something interesting.

"Ha ha ha, I heard that." Pat scowls at me and I burst out laughing.