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emiliexnolan:

Before approaching the restaurant Emilie had a feeling she would need to do some defending on her sudden disappearance. The truth was Preston was the reason. Since the night of the event, they haven’t spent much time apart outside of the workday. Who could blame her? The man she thought she lost and she assumed would hate her if they were to ever meet again, has come back into her life with the exact opposite feelings. It was hard for her to control her level of happiness, another reason one would say she was avoiding Emmett. She didn’t like lying to him, it was one of the hardest things she could do. As she sat across from him, she grabbed the napkin that was neatly placed on her plate and threw it on her lap. As he asked her what other stuff was keeping her busy, she sighed lightly. “Well you know, I’ve been working at finding the right unit for Sugar Rub and I’ve been getting closer with Oscar Beaufort recently, so that kind of stuff.” She looked at him, as he took his glass of wine. “Is that the answer you wanted to hear?” She knew him well enough to know his question wasn’t exactly what is was at face-value, there was a hidden question within that she was going to have him ask her flat out if he wanted that answer.

Emmett had said he was going to keep out of her relationships, specifically anything that might have to do with Preston. So when she started talking, he knew her well enough to know that she wasn’t going to share anything that had to do with him. he listened to him and nodded. “Chris reached out to me. I think he is interested in the offer I presented him.” He said as he sipped his wine and shrugged. “I just wanted the truth and if that is the truth then that is what I wanted. And you’ve never lied to me, so then yes, It’s what I wanted to hear.” He said with a smile. “I’m starving lets order everything.” He said with a laugh.

Text 📲 Emmett

Chris: Hey. It's Chris.

Chris: Is your offer still standing? I'd love to discuss more.

Emmett: hey man.

Emmett: Yeah of course.

donovanypd

Donovan was a busy guy. Between his work, his kids, his brother and whatever time he had left in the day to have a social life, his schedule was pretty stacked. And when he was free, he took that as an opportunity to get out, and treat himself to a drink.

“Hey, can you hand me that pen?” He asks the person beside him, motioning to the pen at the edge of the bar.

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emmett-wade-ceo

Emmett was supposed to be meeting a client for drinks. He didn’t usually like to do this, but it was someone he had been trying to meet with for a while and the two of them just kept missing each other for one reason or another. He sat at the bar ready waiting, nursing his one drink he would have for the night. When the man to his right spoke to him. “He looked at him confused for a moment until he saw the pen he was motioning to.

“Oh yeah sure.” He said handing it over.

skylarxkennedy:

Skylar lifted her eyes up towards him, smiling at his words. “You did all of that for me?” She took another bite of the burrito, nodding her head as she chewed. “Well, it’s one of the best breakfast burritos I’ve ever had.”

Emmett shrugged. “No big deal.” He tried to play it off. “Well I’m glad to hear it.” He smiled softly at her. He wrapped up the other half of his burrito to move to leave. “I should probably go and let you get some rest.” He told her as he stood up. “But call me if you need anything ok?”

shoother

You - The Last Nice Guy in New York

emmett-wade-ceo

@skylarxkennedy

emiliexnolan

Seeing Emmett wasn’t something that usually made her nervous, actually, there was never a time where she had been nervous to meet up with the man who meant as much as a family member to her. Of course, considering his curiosity about Preston at the event and the obvious disapproval for her interacting with him in anyway, she knew he absolutely wouldn’t be impressed with how she ended that same evening. Something right now she chooses not to tell him. The woman walked into the restaurant she was meeting him at and walked towards the table the tall curly-haired man was patiently waiting for her. “Hey,” She smiled gently, before taking a seat across from him. “This places looks nice.” She complimented. “Sorry for being distant these past few days, I’ve been a little pre-occupied, you know with the Sugar Rub offer and stuff.”

@emmett-wade-ceo

emmett-wade-ceo

Emmett was more than a litlte concerned about Emilie and her recent distance. He was used to them being closer and things being easy with them, but since the night at the maquerade, he hadn’t seen her and had hardly heard from her other than a rogue text here and there. So when she asked to meet for dinner, he jumped at the chance. He got there early, wanted to make sure he could see her coming. When she arrived he watched her walk across the room to where he was sitting. he stood up and kissed her cheek as she came to the table. “It is. Michel is the head chef.” He said throwing out a name of the chef like he was an old friend of theirs. “So you wanna tell me what the and stuff is?” He asked her as he picked up his glass of wine taking a sip of it.

lawyerpreston:

☨

Bringing work home wasn’t out of the norm for Preston and more times than not he would get more done than he normally would at the office. However, today he called and told his boss that he was going to work from home today. His head was already spinning, there was little to no chance he would be able to take the normal disturbance coming in and out of his office. To feel more refreshed, he jumped in the shower and quickly changed into gym shorts with a basic tank top. Once he got his cup of coffee, he sat down where he left his case files from the night before and got right back to work.

Time had gotten away from him, then again he was never one to really keep track of time when he was mind was solely on a case. The only thing that brought him back to reality was the knock on the door and Emmett’s voice following soon after. Preston was still on the fence on how he was supposed to feel about him, but since he meant a lot to Emilie than he was going to at least try and get along with him. Try to figure out the man once and for all. Opening the door his eyes moved down to what he was holding.

“A little to early to be drinking, don’t you think?” He asked leaving the door open for Emmett but walked over to the small table to clear up the case files. “What do I owe the pleasure for this visit?”

Emmett nodded with a small shrug. “It is a gift. But if you want to crack it open. I am certainly not going to complain.” He said as he walked in behind him. “Oh I seemed to have interrupted you working. Sorry about that.” He told him. He wasn’t really. But he knew how to be polite and fake humility when he needed to. “Working on anything interesting?” He asked as he set the bottle down on the table.

“Well Emilie had told me you were back in town and whats been going on. I thought I would stop in and say hello. See how things were going.” He shrugged looking around. “You know usual stuff.” He said totally unconvincing in his just popping in to say hello. He was terrible at this kind of thing.

SMS - Birdie

Birdie: Really, really, Mr. Wade.

Birdie: I /love/ the sound of that. I'm actually free now if you are?

Birdie: What would you like to do together?

Emmett: Oh Birdie.

Emmett: Fantastic.

Emmett: I'll send you a car and you can come to my place.

eleanor--blackwood:

Eleanor knew she would have been in such worse shape had it not been for Emmett. There was the whole fiasco of her dads death and the fallout and on top of it, she was raising Lala as a single mother before Emmett had come into her life. She owed him so much, because he really was her daughters father figure and that meant so much to her. “ It’s hard to compete with a five year old. You know if you want, I can drop her off on days you’re working from home and I’m at rehearsals. That way both of you guys have company and she’ll be happy. “ Eleanor offered. She let out a sigh as she glanced back at Emmett again, seeing if her brain would come up with something that would be helpful. “ If you’re not fine, you know I’ll find out right?” She smirked before looking from Oreo back to him. “ Or Lala and I could stay the night. We could get some food make a night of it?”

Emmett was so glad to have Eleanor in his life. She was exactly what he needed right now, a non judgmental friend who would be there no matter what. He was an idiot and he knew it. He tried to hard with Skylar and he knew it. He was just her friend, but he tried to move it along, he tried to buy his way into her heart. He knew better from the beginning but yet he tried it anyway and let himself down. Skylar had done nothing wrong, but he got his hopes up where they didn’t belong. “You don’t have to do that El. I’ll be fine. Just me getting ahead of myself again, like always. You would think I would have learned by now.” He said sighing. “But if you and Lala want to stay, you know I will never say no. I love having you guys here. I would have you live with me if you would allow it.” He told her with a shrug.

SMS - Birdie

Birdie: There's no need to hope if we can make it happen.

Birdie: How weird! You always know where to find me if work is making you too tense.

Emmett: Really?

Emmett: I was hoping you would say that.

Emmett: I could really use you for a day. When are you free?

SMS - Emms

Emilie: I will

Emilie: Are you free tonight?

Emmett: I might be.

Emmett: You want to come here or meet me somewhere?

SMS - Emms

Emilie: Yeah, it's been... busy

Emilie: They're good, I'm waiting on Chris to get back to me about my offer to be a business partner with Sugar Rub.

Emilie: Want to meet up for drinks or dinner later?

Emmett: I know

Emmett: As soon as you know let me know.

Emmett: That would be great.

SMS - Birdie

Birdie: This means we have to see each other very soon.

Birdie: That’s good to hear. Is there anything new going on?

Emmett: I hope so.

Emmett: No its just work and more work. Its like they want me to actually do things everyday like I am the CEO or something.

#his attempt at a joke

SMS - Birdie

Birdie: Emmett! I’ve been missing you lately.

Birdie: Your favorite masseuse is doing much better, thanks for asking. How’s my favorite client and friend?

Emmett: I know, I definitely miss you.

Emmett: Nothing really to complain about.

SMS - Birdie

Emmett: Hey Birdie

Emmett: Just wanted to check on my favorite masseuse.

@lawyerpreston

Emmett had been meaning to stop by and see Preston since he got in town. But with so many things going on, he just hadn’t made his way there yet. When his late meeting was cancelled he decided it was time to go visit his old friend. Sure it was 3pm, but he was going to bring a bottle of Scotch anyway, a welcome back to NYC gift. He left a note for his assistant to order another bottle to replace the one he was taking and he was off.

A quick trip and his driver was dropping him at the curb in front of the others buiding, a quick chat with the doorman and he found himself standing in front of the other man’s door knocking on it. Sure it was the afternoon, but Emmett knew he would be there, his office told him as much when he called. “Preston. Its Emmett.” He said as heard the movements behind the door.

artfully-wayward

"Silly me. I thought love was real

& the body imaginary."

Ocean Vuong, from Eurydice

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