side now congratulating her. Peter pulled her
close for a hug and kiss of his own. She hoped Ian hadn’t been watching. Peter
was acting very unprofessional lately in public. She shook hands with Tom
Jensen and caught Ian’s gaze as he listened to another fellow prosecutor. His
face seemed to be beaming with...was it pride? Was he happy and proud that she
had won? Here you go thinking nonsense again Alexandra. “Nice job baby,” Ian
mouthed to her and smiled. “Thank you,” she mouthed back.
Peter turned her around and hugged her again. There was no mistaking that
Ian had seen the embrace this time. “This calls for a celebration. A big one.
How about it Alex? Don?”
“I agree. I agree,” said Don. “But first Alex needs to go give the press
a few bites. We’ll decide where we’re going after that.”
Alex talked to the press and then Peter, Don and several other support
staff met at The Landing to celebrate. Alex was reveling in the congratulations
and admiration of the staff until he walked in. He was escorting a tall,
gorgeous, buxom blond. The typical Ian Foster companion. Why had he ever looked
at her twice thought Alex if this was his type? She had been ready to deal with
running into Ian but this she was not yet ready for; to speak to him with
another woman on his arm. That she couldn’t stomach yet. She remembered how
easy it had been before, before she had realized she loved him. She had to get
out of there and get out fast. She turned to Peter.
“Peter, I suddenly don’t feel so well. Can you take me home? Now?”
“Sure Lex. I know you’ve got to be exhausted. I’m sure all you need is a
good night’s sleep. Let me get your coat.”
“Hurry. Please hurry,” thought Alex. “Damn! It’s too late.” Ian was fast approaching their little party with Miss Universe on his arm.
“Whoa, baby!” said one of the other attorneys at their table. “Look at
what Foster is sporting on his arm these days. What a bod.” The rest of the
males at the table concurred and made various lewd comments. Alex wanted to
crawl under the table but it was too late. Ian and the gorgeous blonde were
standing right in front of her. She rose from her chair.
“Alexandra I just wanted to formally congratulate you since I didn’t get
a chance to earlier this evening. As I told you before, I think you did a fine
job. I’d like you to meet Jennifer Lewis. Jennifer this is Alexandra Morgan.
One of, if not the best, defense attorney in Creighton County.” At that,
several of the bars defense attorneys who had been celebrating with Alex
feigned offense at Ian’s statement and jokingly harassed him. Alex’s mouth was
dry and she could feel the sweat pouring down the back of her blouse. She was
able to squeak out a thank you before collapsing in a heap on the restaurant
floor.
***
Alexandra opened her eyes and the face before her was a blur. She heard
excited voices all around her. She couldn’t quite make out the face but she
knew the voice. “Alex, baby. Alex ? It’s Ian honey. Please say something. Are
you okay?”
“Ian?” Alex muttered. “It’s okay. I’m okay.” Ian was holding her hand and
had cupped her head with the other and gently massaged her cheek back and forth
with his thumb. He felt so good. She was in no hurry to get up. Her eyes
fluttered a few times then came into focus. She found that the whole table of
her friends was huddled around her and Ian’s face was full of worry.
“What happened? Alex, dear god, what’s wrong?” she heard Peter’s frantic
voice as he broke through the circle of people. Ian gallantly stepped back and
Peter took over. “I’m fine Peter. I think I fainted for some reason. But I’m okay.”
“Peter I think you better get Alex to the hospital. It’s not like her to
faint like this for no good reason,” said Ian.
“Thanks for the advice buddy but I think I know what’s best for Alex.”
Peter glared at Ian and the circle of Alex’s friends, not
close for a hug and kiss of his own. She hoped Ian hadn’t been watching. Peter
was acting very unprofessional lately in public. She shook hands with Tom
Jensen and caught Ian’s gaze as he listened to another fellow prosecutor. His
face seemed to be beaming with...was it pride? Was he happy and proud that she
had won? Here you go thinking nonsense again Alexandra. “Nice job baby,” Ian
mouthed to her and smiled. “Thank you,” she mouthed back.
Peter turned her around and hugged her again. There was no mistaking that
Ian had seen the embrace this time. “This calls for a celebration. A big one.
How about it Alex? Don?”
“I agree. I agree,” said Don. “But first Alex needs to go give the press
a few bites. We’ll decide where we’re going after that.”
Alex talked to the press and then Peter, Don and several other support
staff met at The Landing to celebrate. Alex was reveling in the congratulations
and admiration of the staff until he walked in. He was escorting a tall,
gorgeous, buxom blond. The typical Ian Foster companion. Why had he ever looked
at her twice thought Alex if this was his type? She had been ready to deal with
running into Ian but this she was not yet ready for; to speak to him with
another woman on his arm. That she couldn’t stomach yet. She remembered how
easy it had been before, before she had realized she loved him. She had to get
out of there and get out fast. She turned to Peter.
“Peter, I suddenly don’t feel so well. Can you take me home? Now?”
“Sure Lex. I know you’ve got to be exhausted. I’m sure all you need is a
good night’s sleep. Let me get your coat.”
“Hurry. Please hurry,” thought Alex. “Damn! It’s too late.” Ian was fast approaching their little party with Miss Universe on his arm.
“Whoa, baby!” said one of the other attorneys at their table. “Look at
what Foster is sporting on his arm these days. What a bod.” The rest of the
males at the table concurred and made various lewd comments. Alex wanted to
crawl under the table but it was too late. Ian and the gorgeous blonde were
standing right in front of her. She rose from her chair.
“Alexandra I just wanted to formally congratulate you since I didn’t get
a chance to earlier this evening. As I told you before, I think you did a fine
job. I’d like you to meet Jennifer Lewis. Jennifer this is Alexandra Morgan.
One of, if not the best, defense attorney in Creighton County.” At that,
several of the bars defense attorneys who had been celebrating with Alex
feigned offense at Ian’s statement and jokingly harassed him. Alex’s mouth was
dry and she could feel the sweat pouring down the back of her blouse. She was
able to squeak out a thank you before collapsing in a heap on the restaurant
floor.
***
Alexandra opened her eyes and the face before her was a blur. She heard
excited voices all around her. She couldn’t quite make out the face but she
knew the voice. “Alex, baby. Alex ? It’s Ian honey. Please say something. Are
you okay?”
“Ian?” Alex muttered. “It’s okay. I’m okay.” Ian was holding her hand and
had cupped her head with the other and gently massaged her cheek back and forth
with his thumb. He felt so good. She was in no hurry to get up. Her eyes
fluttered a few times then came into focus. She found that the whole table of
her friends was huddled around her and Ian’s face was full of worry.
“What happened? Alex, dear god, what’s wrong?” she heard Peter’s frantic
voice as he broke through the circle of people. Ian gallantly stepped back and
Peter took over. “I’m fine Peter. I think I fainted for some reason. But I’m okay.”
“Peter I think you better get Alex to the hospital. It’s not like her to
faint like this for no good reason,” said Ian.
“Thanks for the advice buddy but I think I know what’s best for Alex.”
Peter glared at Ian and the circle of Alex’s friends, not
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