Broken Dreams Stories

Chapter 103

Derek walked into the hotel with a spring in his step, the high from the day’s events still coursing through him. He pushed through the doors of the lounge, scanning the room before spotting Michael seated at the bar, swirling a glass of dark liquor in his hand

Michael looked up, and his eyes narrowed when he saw that Derek seemed to be in an excellent mood. He couldn’t help but wonder what could have happened to put him in such a good mood, considering what had happened with Sandra and his mother.

s hat’s up,

Mike!” Derek asked as he slid into the seat next to Michael.

“I should be asking you. You look so excited, Michael noted, taking a slow sip from his glass. The suspicion in his voice was hard to miss.

Derek chuckled. “What can I say? Life’s good today he replied, waving the bartender over with a carefree hand. “The usual, please.”

Derek was too happy to be upset or irritated by Michael’s schemes. He could go back to being wary tomorrow, but for today, he just wanted to bask in his euphoria.

Michael cocked his head to the side, scrutinizing his friend. “Really!”

“Yeah. And I’m happy to see you, Derek said easily, and Michael chuckled.

Michael’s frown deepened, the cautious expression never leaving his face. “Well, I’m glad you’re happy. I thought you’d be upset considering everything that’s been going on,” he said, and Derek raised a brow.

“Why should I be upset?” He asked as the bartender set down his glass in front of him.

Michael raised a brow, still suspicious. “Well, I’d have though Evelyn loving her job because of you might bother you. I know you care about her. And you know, the whole situation with my mom and Sandra.”

Derek laughed lightly, leaning back in his chair, “Oh, that. Well I guess it was bound to happen. I try not to stress over things that I can’t control. Everything happens for a reason, after all,” Derek said dramissively as he took a long, satisfying sip of his Negroni

Michael nodded in agreement, glad that Derek wasn’t making a big deal out of it. “So, did Evelyn tell you anything else?” Michael asked, and Derek raised a brow

“Anything! Like what?” Derek’s voice was casual, but his eyes gleamed with amusement as he took another sip.

told Sandra that she was going to make sure things don’t work out between you two and that she would go as far as telling you that Sandra and I are lovers Michael said, watching Derek carefully

the conversation with Sandra or said anything to

The Evelyn I know isn’t the type to make idle threats or show her cards too soon. She’s smarter than

glass. “The Evelyn you know?” He asked, not liking the sound of

it as it is. By the

what. She even told Sandra that she chose to come to interview you so she could seduce you and that neither Sandra nor 1

Evelyn would say, Derek said, and Michael’s frown deepened.

mean by that? Do you think I’m

let out a soft laugh, enjoying the

his chest, his

this up.

every word, “I don’t know. Are you?

sound like Evelyn. Maybe Sandra’s twisting the truth a little. Were you there! Did you hear any of this yourself! Or is it mere hearsay from

He asked,

haven’t answered my

lips pressed into a thin

making fun of

all secondhand, isn’t it? Derek interrupted, “Did you ever wonder why I asked Evelyn to

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was an unconventional arrangement Derek asked since he knew that Michael was bound to hear from his Mom sooner or later

off guard. “What are you talking

really into her. I fell in love with her at first sight. That was the same reason I shared personal stuff with her

her.

into a scowl. “You’re in love with her? How can

out about your history with her. I had to let go of her because you’re like my little brother, and I care about you,” Derek said, slapping Michael’s back fondly. “Do you see now why I don’t believe the story you just claimed you heard from Sandra Evelyn didn’t come to seduce me. If she wanted to, she would have gotten me without trying, and she knows it,” Derek said, wanting to plant a seed of

time.

her, I no longer care about her. It is

good taste. Well, I