By S. Daly
Copyright 2016 – All Rights Reserved – S. Daly
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Chantel Williams waited for what seemed like hours. She had never been more insulted. Out of all the drivers she had, this one decided to be late. She had places to be and didn’t have the patience to deal with this. She tapped her foot as if that would bring the driver there faster.
Finally, the town car pulled into the circle driveway of Chantel’s parents’ estate. The car stopped in front of Chantel. She stood there waiting for the driver to get out and open her door for her. When it seemed the driver was just going to sit there and not get out, Chantel pounded on the driver’s window. The window rolled down.
“Hey, that window costs more than what I’m being paid. If it breaks, then I get the blame!” James Weston found himself staring at a pair of dark blue eyes. She is stunning! Those eyes are spellbinding. Maybe I should not have yelled at her. She is, after all, a client. Besides dad would have a shit fit if he saw that.
“Are you going to stare at me or are you going to get off your ass and open my door for me?” Chantel could not believe this guy had yelled at her. Where does he get off doing that? How rude!
“I’m sorry ma’am. Here, let me open the door.” James opened the driver’s door and stepped out of the car. He opened the back passenger door for Chantel. She got in with a huff in his direction. He closed the door behind her and got behind the wheel. He pulled out of the drive and headed down the road.
Chantel stared at the back of James’ head. She noticed that his black hair was messy in the back. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. Not only was he late and rude, but he also showed up a mess. However, she did have to admit that she liked that he was taller than her. Most guys that she had been with had been only an inch or two taller than her. But this guy seemed to be at least six foot tall.
“I forgot to ask where you wanted me to take you.” James looked at Chantel in the rearview mirror. He watched as she jumped slightly at his voice.
“Take me to NorthPark Center and make it snappy!” Chantel opened her one-of-a-kind Gucci purse and took out her IPhone. She tapped on it and put the phone to her ear. James pushed a button and the partition closed. He figured that she would want privacy while she was on the phone.
He still couldn’t believe that he had to drive this woman around. It was just yesterday that he had been fired from his last job. Boy, did his dad yell. He had told James that if he didn’t straighten up, he was never going to make it in life. James had argued, saying that once he was making money writing, he wouldn’t need a job. His dad had sighed and said that he would give James a second chance to redeem himself. And that was how James came to be this woman’s chauffer.
Once James got to NorthPark, he parked close to the entrance. He got out and opened her door. He offered to help her get out, but she ignored his outstretched hand. She got out and started walking to the door of the mall.
That seemed a little rude of her. She must be upset that I was late. It wasn’t my fault. The alarm didn’t go off and I slept in late. James was closing the rear passenger door when he heard her come back. He turned to her and saw that she was scowling.
“You don’t expect me to carry my own bags, do you? Your job entails that when I go shopping, you have to carry what I buy. Got that?” Without waiting for his answer, she walked back to the entrance of the mall. He shook his head, closed the driver side door and followed her.
Several hours later, they exited the mall. James was loaded down with her purchases. He couldn’t believe she went into every store. In some of them she didn’t buy anything while in others, she seemed to buy up the entire store. He was tired. While he put all that she had bought in the trunk, she stood there texting on her phone. Once that was done, he opened her door. She got in without so much as a thank you. He rolled his eyes, closed the door, got in the car and rolled down the partition.
“Where to next, ma’am?” Chantel ignored him. He repeated the question a little louder. “Where to next, ma’am?”
Chantel looked up from her phone. “I want to go dancing. Take me to the Aura Lounge.”
James shook his head. He remembered her parents telling him over the phone that their daughter was not, under any circumstances, to be driven to a club. “I’m sorry ma’am, but I was told that under no circumstances was I to drive you to a club.” He waited for her to explode. He could see that what he had said made her mad.
“If I say I want to go to the club, I want to go to the club. You are my driver, not my parents!” James shook his head and pulled out of the mall’s parking lot. He drove toward the Williams Estate.
Chantel looked out the window and noticed that they were heading back to her home. “I told you to take me to the Aura Lounge. Turn this car around now!” James ignored her and continued driving.
“Take me to the Aura Lounge now or you’re fired!” James looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Chantel was serious. She was scowling and red in the face. Wow. I didn’t know she had freckles on her nose. They really stand out when she’s angry.
He took a deep breath. “Ma’am, I am only telling you what I was told to do by your parents. I think they have your best interests at heart.”
Chantel snorted. “Yeah, I’m sure they do.” James shook his head at her sarcastic tone. He continued driving to the Williams Estate.
After a few minutes, she sighed. “Fine then. Take me home.” Just you wait, I will get you to take me to the club. I’ll just bide my time and then when you least expect, I will get you fired. She smiled to herself.
James looked in the mirror again and saw that she seemed calmer. He smiled. Boy, was he glad that she was in a better mood. He sure didn’t need to lose another job. If he could keep this job, it might inspire him to write a novel about driving a town car and the trials thereof. Not only that, his father wouldn’t cut him out of the will. He grinned. This job might be the best thing for me after all. At least it is better than my last job at the factory.
The rest of the drive was peaceful. Of course, that might have been because James had put the partition up when Chantel answered her phone. While the partition was up, James turned on the radio to a baseball game.
When they reached the estate, Chantel was much happier. Her best friend Stacy had called and promised that they would go to the Aura Lounge later. She didn’t have to worry about having her driver take her and report to her parents about what she did. However, she looked out the window and scowled. In the driveway in front of them was a tan town car much smaller than the one Chantel and James were in.
I can’t believe he showed up. I hope my parents aren’t home. They hate the Morton’s just because they are only millionaires. I think it’s plain stupid for them to hate his family just because they are not as rich as us. She sighed just as the partition lowered.
James was smiling when he lowered the partition. His favorite team had just beat the St. Louis Cardinals. He planned to celebrate with a few friends later. His smile faded when he saw the look on Chantel’s face. Did something happen? She looks like she just smelled something nasty.
“Is something wrong, Miss Williams?” Chantel looked over and saw James looking at her from the rearview mirror.
Why does he want to know? It’s none of his business. She scowled. “It’s nothing. Just let me out. I’ll have someone get my things out of the trunk.” James nodded and got out. He opened her door and Chantel got out. She walked toward the front door just as it opened. A maid stood in the doorway and was about to say something.
Chantel interrupted whatever the maid was going to say and pointed to the town car. “Take my bags and put them in my room. If I find anything missing or disturbed, I will have you fired. Got that?” Without waiting for the maid’s response, Chantel entered the house and slammed the door.
James shook his head, helped the maid carry some of the bags and drove home, thinking about the events of his first day on the job.
The next day, James made sure that he was there on time. He hoped that she didn’t want to go shopping again. He waited outside for Chantel to show up. He had been surprised when he got a call last night from a servant in the Williams household. The servant told him that, as he put it, “Miss Williams has requested that you pick her up at eleven-thirty sharp. She is having lunch with some friends at Red Lobster and wants to be there early.” James had agreed and so here he was waiting at the Williams Estate at eleven.
It was almost noon, by the time Chantel came out. She looked stunning in a short black Prada dress with black Louis Vuitton heels. Her makeup was perfect. She stopped when she saw James staring at her with his mouth open. I knew I looked great but does he have to stare like that?
“What are you staring at!?”
James closed his mouth, wiping the drool from his chin. No girl that beautiful would ever go for a guy like me. I feel stupid for staring at her but damn if she isn’t smoking hot. “I’m sorry, Miss Williams. I didn’t mean to stare.” He opened the door and she got in. He went over to his side and got in as well. He pulled out of the driveway and headed toward the Red Lobster. He stopped at the entrance, opened her door and helped her out. He opened the restaurant door for her. Once she was inside, he pulled around the building to where a sign with the words “Town Car Parking” had pointed.
James parked next to a white limousine and got out. He saw a few men mingling over by a black limo and walked over to them. He introduced himself and asked if he could hang out with them. One of the men who had introduced himself as Johnson clapped him on the shoulder.
“No problem. You must be a new driver for that Williams woman. I would recognize that town car anywhere. I heard that she goes through drivers like they are shoes.” The men laughed.
“That seems a bit extreme, don’t you think? There is no way she has had that many drivers.” The men looked at James and burst into laughter again.
Johnson looked at James and shook his head. “That woman has gotten every one of her drivers fired. She has done everything from getting her drivers drunk to making them take her to places she is not allowed to go. So, I would watch your back, my friend. You never know what she will do to get you fired.”
“I’ll remember that. Thanks for telling me.” James spent most of the wait, listening to the men talk about the people they worked for. He learned that most of the men liked who they worked for while some of them wished they had different jobs. James just shook his head at some of them and went back to the car to wait for Chantel to be ready to leave.
Hours later, one of the waiters came out the back door and asked for the driver of a Miss Williams. James went over and said that he was her driver. The waiter told him that his employer was waiting at the entrance for him. James thanked him and drove to the front. He found Chantel tapping her foot. Why is she impatient? She was the one who was taking so long. He pulled up and stopped. He got out and opened her door. Once she was in, he pulled out of the parking lot.
“Where to, Miss Williams?” James looked at her in the rearview mirror.
“Just take me home.” He nodded and drove toward the Williams Estate.
Chantel was glad that lunch was over. She really didn’t like the girls. She thought that they were too superficial. They wanted to talk about what guys were cute and about how drunk they got at the club last night. Not that Chantel didn’t talk about the same things, she did. However, she was only friends with them because their parents ran in the same social circles.
Though one good thing did come out of lunch. The man she was flirting with at the Aura Lounge last night, who had introduced himself as Camden Michaels, had called Stacy earlier and told her that he would like to see Chantel again. Stacy promised to set him and Chantel up. While eating lunch, Stacy called the guy up and had him talk to Chantel. Chantel gave him her number and said she would call him when she arrived at the restaurant for their date.
There was a hitch in her plan, though. Jacob Morton was coming over again and was hoping she would have dinner with him. She knew she had to break it off with him but had to first come up with a plan. That was why her foot was tapping when James had pulled up. With every idea of how she would break it off with Jacob, she would find flaws with them. She thought about a few more on the way home, but none of them would work either.
Just as they pulled into the driveway of the estate, she came up with the perfect one. She was smiling when James opened her door. James was glad to see that she was in a better mood than she was on the drive back to the estate. Just before he was going to get in the car and drive home, Chantel turned to him.
“I’ll need you to drive me to Fogo de Chao in a few hours. Do you know where that is?”
“Yes, I know where it is.” He remembered going there for his father’s birthday.
“Good. Wait here at the house for me.” With that, she went inside to call Jacob. James got in the car and called his father, telling him that he would be late getting home. After he had hung up with his father, he set an alarm on his cell, leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes.
An hour later, James’ alarm went off. He shut the alarm off and looked out the window. He didn’t see Chantel, so he got out of the car to stretch. As he was stretching, another car pulled up. Another driver got out of the other car and opened one of the passenger side doors. An older woman got out of the car with the help of the driver. The woman looked like Chantel, but her hair was brown instead of blonde. After the woman had got out, an older gentleman who had Chantel’s hair color with a little gray on the sides got out of the car.
They must be Miss Williams’ parents. I can see where she got her looks from. James smiled at them and the man walked over to him.
“You must be Charles’ son, James.”
“Yes sir, I am. It is a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Williams.”
The older man laughed. “Please call me Carl. This is my wife, Evelyn. Evelyn, I want you to meet Charles’ kid.” The woman came over and smiled at James.
“I have heard so much about you from Charles. He is the best driver anyone could ask for. When he told us that his son needed a job, we jumped at the chance. So how is Chantel? She isn’t giving you any trouble, is she?”
“No ma’am. She is a little stubborn, but I’m getting used to it.” Both of them laughed and James smiled. Wow, they are nothing like their daughter. They’re actually pretty nice. No wonder dad liked working for them.
“Well, we better get ready for the fundraiser. It was nice to meet you.” Mr. and Mrs. Williams entered the house just as Chantel was leaving. She ignored her parents as they walked past her. James opened her door and she got in. He then drove off to the restaurant.
Once they got to the restaurant, he opened her door and helped her out. She stood there for a few minutes as if gathering her thoughts. Why isn’t she going in? Is something wrong?
Chantel turned to him. “Do you have a piece of paper and a pencil?”
“Let me check.” James looked in the car. He found a notebook he had forgotten he had put in the car last night along with a pen. He tore a page out and handed it and the pen to her. She wrote something down, tore the page in half and handed the blank half to James.
“Here is my number. I need yours so that I can call you to pick me up or to tell you that I am getting a ride from someone else.” James nodded and wrote down his number on the half she gave him. He handed it back while she handed the other half to him. Then, she turned on her heel and entered the restaurant.
James sighed and got back in the car. He put her number in his phone and waited to get her call. Finally, a cute girl gives me her number. Of course, it is business related but still. Awesome.
Two hours later, James was startled awake by his phone ringing.
“I was calling to let you know that I am catching a ride with someone. You can go home now.” Before he could respond, Chantel hung up.
Well, that was a bit rude. But at least I’m off the clock now. James smiled, started the car and headed home to get some sleep.
It had been two weeks since James got the job driving Chantel around. This had been the longest he had ever held a job down. Chantel still didn’t know his name, but he liked the job.
One day, he was giving Chantel a ride to lunch with her parents when her phone rang. She answered it and James could hear the man that she was dating yelling at her on the other end of the line.
“Where the hell are you? I told you to meet me a few minutes ago!”
This time, Chantel wasn’t sure why Camden was yelling at her. “Babe, I told you I was having lunch with my family. It is a very important lunch.”
“I don’t give a damn if you were meeting the Pope! When I tell you to meet me, I expect you to meet me! Now get your ass over here in one minute or you’ll regret it!” The man on the other line hung up.
Tears welled up in Chantel’s eyes. This wasn’t the first time Camden had yelled at her. He was always yelling at her for one reason or another. Not only that, he liked to hit her. She managed to hide the bruises underneath makeup, but her friends and parents were getting suspicious.
James saw her crying and pulled the car over. He turned around in his seat and handed her a Kleenex. He knew the guy was hitting her for he had been driving her the day the guy gave her the black eye. James didn’t want to say anything because he knew he would be yelled at for pointing it out.
Chantel took the tissue from James and dabbed her eyes. “Thank you.”
“Why are you dating a guy like that? Do you like being mistreated by some guy who isn’t worth your time?” Chantel looked up and saw James frowning at her.
“I don’t see why any of this is your business!”
“Miss Williams, I might be your driver, but even I can tell you don’t like being with this guy. He’s abusive and doesn’t really care for you. I mean, he just yelled at you because you told him lunch with your parents was more important than him.”
Chantel broke down crying. She knew he was right. She only dated him because his family were billionaires like hers.
James’ frown deepened at her crying. Why did I talk to her like that? Now I’ve made her cry even harder. He grabbed a few more tissues and handed them to her.
“I should not have yelled at you. I had a cousin who was in an abusive relationship. She never sought a way out of it. However, it took the guy almost killing her for her to come to her senses. I don’t want to see that happening to you. You’re too beautiful to be with a jerk like him.” Did I just say that out loud? I just told her how I feel about her in that one statement.
Chantel smiled through her tears. “You think I look beautiful? Not very many guys have said that to me.”
James stared at her in disbelief. “How could they not? You’re absolutely stunning. I thought so when I first met you. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be working for such an attractive woman like you.” Chantel smiled again and dried her eyes. After a few moments of awkward silence, James turned back in his chair and continued driving to the restaurant.
When they arrived, Chantel climbed out and kissed James on the cheek.
“What was that for?”
“For being so nice and making me realize that I was stupid to ever be with him. Thanks…”
Chantel smiled. “Thank you, James. Lunch shouldn’t run too long, but if it does, I’ll call you. In fact, why don’t you get some lunch while you wait? It will be better that way so that you don’t have to wait to eat.”
“Will do, Miss Williams.”
“Please call me Chantel, James.” Chantel smiled at him again and went into the restaurant. James smiled and got behind the wheel again.
Well, now she knows my name. This is most definitely the best job I’ve ever had. He pulled out of the parking lot to get something to eat.
Two hours later, James waited for Chantel to come out of the restaurant. She came out with her parents, laughing. She started walking toward the car and James got out. He held the door for her and she smiled at him before climbing in. Her parents waved at him as he got in the car to drive.
“Where to, Miss Chantel?”
“I said to call me just Chantel, or at least when we are alone. My parents would expect you to be formal but with me, I think we can be informal with each other.”
“Sounds good to me. So where to, Chantel?”
She smiled. “Please take me home James. I have to get ready for a fundraiser my parents are having tonight at our place.” James nodded and drove toward the Williams Estate.
When they arrived, they found a black limousine in the driveway. James pulled up behind the limo just as a man as tall as James came out of the car. James looked in the rearview mirror and saw Chantel grow pale. He looked out the windshield and saw the man cross his arms. This must be the guy that has been beating up on her. James frowned as Chantel got out of the town car.
“Camden, what are you doing here?” Camden moved toward Chantel. James rushed out of the car and moved between Chantel and the man.
The man paused but only for a minute. He continued walking toward Chantel. “I told you to meet me. You disobeyed me. Now come over here now!”
“No, I won’t.” James startled at the anger in her voice. He had never heard her use that voice before.
“What in the hell did you just say!?”
James recovered from his shock. “The lady said no. I think you should just leave.”
“Stay out of this if you know what is good for you. This is between my woman and me.”
James clenched his fists. “Miss Williams, go inside now. Let me handle this jackass.”
Camden rushed James, but he sidestepped. Chantel ran to the door of the house as James elbowed Camden in the back. Camden rushed James again and James dodged again. Camden came again and threw a punch. James ducked and punched Camden in the nose. He kept punching Camden until he fell. James stood over him, panting.
“A man who abuses a woman is no man at all. I don’t ever want to see your ugly mug around Miss Williams again. Now get!” Camden got up and spat out blood.
“You will be hearing from my attorney.” He got in his limo and drove off. Chantel ran over to James with tears spilling down her face.
“How could you be so stupid? He could have hurt you, James.” She grabbed his hand and gasped. James’ knuckles were bleeding.
James smiled. “Oh, this is nothing. You should have seen me three years ago. I was in the military for a short spell. I was kicked out of basic training for fighting an officer. He made me angry and so I hit him. He came out the winner, but I learned a few things from that fight.”
“You could have been killed. Camden would brag about how he killed a guy in a fistfight once.”
James grinned. “Well, I’m alive, aren’t I? So I must have done something right.” He reached over and wiped a tear from her face.
Chantel smiled. “I need to go inside to get ready. I’ll send someone out to take care of your hand.” Before he could protest, she kissed him on the cheek. “Just do what I say. Wait here.” Chantel went into the house. James waited outside just to make her happy.
Boy am I glad I can hold my own in a fight. I think that is the only good thing that came out of me being in the military. I just want her to find someone to be happy with. A minute later, a servant came out and bandaged James’ knuckles. He thanked them and drove home, happy that he was able to protect Chantel and to actually see her smile for a change.
The next few days held a sort of magic spell over James. He would always arrive to work with a happy feeling that only increased whenever Chantel was around. He told her all about the jobs he had and how he would wind up getting fired from them. Chantel really liked the story of how he got fired from the biggest factory in Dallas.
Sometimes he would help her find dates, but a lot of them were failures. Either the guy was too short or laughed funny. They would always laugh about her dates that were too strange for her. He always hoped that she would ask him out, but it never happened. He even tried to turn every day into a date, but it never worked out. Chantel would just call him sweet and smile at him.
One day while driving to NorthPark, he asked her what her ideal guy was like.
“Well, he would have to be a little taller than me so that I can wear heels without feeling I was taller than him. He would have to be kind, smart and with enough money to support my lifestyle.” Chantel giggled at that last statement. James just smiled and kept his eyes on the road.
Chantel thought about it for a few minutes. “I’m a sucker for forest green eyes and he has to have brown hair.” She gasped. She had just described Jacob Morton to a T. How could I have been so blind? Jacob was the only good relationship I ever had and I just threw him away.
James looked in the rearview mirror. What did she discover? “Is everything okay, Chantel?”
She shook herself and looked up. “I just realized who my perfect guy is. I had been dating him the entire time and I broke up with him so that I could date Camden.”
“Would you like to talk about it?”
Chantel shook her head and looked out the window. James took that as a sign that she wanted some privacy. He rolled up the partition and turned on the radio.
They got to the mall and James opened her door. She got out and James followed her to the entrance. She turned to him and smiled.
“I’m only going to one store. I’ll call you if I need help with any bags.”
“Are you sure?”
Chantel smiled again. “I’m sure.” She turned back around, leaving James standing with the door open.
He couldn’t believe that she wouldn’t need any help. Usually, she would buy almost everything in a few stores. He sighed and went back to the car. He sat in the driver’s seat and wrote a few things down in his notebook. He kept an eye on the door of the mall just in case she came out early.
It was only a few minutes later when Chantel came out with two bags. He held her door open for her as she got in. She was smiling about something. James pulled out of the parking lot before asking.
“You seem happier. What happened?” Chantel smiled.
“I just got off the phone with an old boyfriend I was dating before Camden. He agreed to have dinner with me and I’ll need you to drive me there.”
James nodded but didn’t say anything. There goes any chance of Chantel and me becoming more than friends, but at least she may have found someone she can be happy with. That is my only wish for her. James smiled and drove back to the Williams Estate.
When they got there, Chantel quickly got out of the car and rushed inside. She almost knocked her father down.
“Sorry father. I didn’t see you there.”
Carl laughed. “That is alright, Chantel honey. Don’t let me stop you.” Chantel smiled, hugged her father and continued upstairs.
James waited by the car for an hour. He looked at his watch. I know women are said to take a long time to get ready, but Chantel takes it to a whole new level. He laughed at his own joke as Chantel walked out of the door. James stared, amazed that she looked even better tonight than any other time. She smiled and he opened her door. She got in and James drove to the Mongolian Steakhouse.
They arrived at the restaurant on time. Before James could get out and open her door, another man opened it.
Chantel was surprised when Jacob opened her door instead of James. Before stepping out of the car, she glanced in the rearview mirror and saw James wink at her. Did he and Jacob plan this? No, they couldn’t have. Chantel grabbed Jacob’s hand and he escorted her inside the restaurant.
James smiled. Boy was I surprised to get a call from that guy. Dad had recommended me to Jacob and he was calling to see if I was interested in working for him. When I told him that I was working for the Williams’, he told me that he had a date with Chantel. James grinned even wider. I think our plan might work. Just have to wait and see how tonight goes. He leaned back in his seat and dozed for a bit.
An hour later, Chantel came out with Jacob. Dinner was fantastic. Jacob forgave her for breaking up with him for an abusive guy. They talked like they were glad to be together again. Jacob walked her to the car and opened the door.
“I had an amazing time tonight, Jacob. Do you have any plans for this weekend?”
Jacob smiled, his forest green eyes sparkling under the full moon. “I don’t have any plans but we can arrange something if you want.”
Chantel smiled. “That will be great. Call me if you think of anything to do.”
“I will. Goodnight Chantel.” He kissed her and she got in.
James smiled at her in the rearview mirror. “I take it dinner went well?” Chantel smiled and nodded. “Good. Jacob wasn’t sure if our plan would work but I can see it did.”
Chantel stared at him in disbelief. “You two planned this and since when did you know his name?”
“He called me while you were getting ready. He told me to call him Jacob, especially if I plan to be his driver sometime in the future. But that won’t be for a while.” He grinned and pulled out of the parking lot.
Chantel smiled to herself. I’m glad they planned that. I think James and Jacob will become friends. I can just see it. She smiled again and closed her eyes.
A month had gone by since that night. James still had feelings for Chantel but knew that she was happy with Jacob. Just like she predicted that night, the guys did become friends. They may not have run in the same social circles, but they would talk about a lot of the same things. It turned out that Jacob and James were fans of the same baseball team. Chantel couldn’t make heads or tails of what they said, but she was glad they were friends.
Her parents still didn’t like Jacob, but they were getting used to him coming over to be with Chantel. It also kept Chantel from trying to go to the club.
One day, James came to work smiling like an idiot. It creeped Chantel out, but she didn’t say anything. She was too excited about the picnic Jacob had planned for them. He had said that he had a surprise for her. She would glance up now and then and see James grinning at her in the rearview mirror.
She was glad when they arrived at the place Jacob had planned them to have their picnic. It got her away from James and his creepy smile. James smiled and waved to Chantel as Jacob walked her to the picnic area.
Boy is she in for a surprise. I helped him plan this out. Of course, I had planned it for Chantel and me without his addition, but I think she will be happier with him. He closed his eyes, waiting for Chantel to return.
James was startled awake by a pounding on his window. He looked over and saw Chantel waving her left hand. On her ring finger was a massive fourteen karat diamond ring. He rolled down the window with a smile.
“James, look! I’m getting married! Jacob asked me and I said yes!”
James smiled. “I helped him set everything up for today. That is a huge ring, but it’s beautiful on you. Congratulations, Chantel. I’m happy for you and Jacob.” Chantel smiled and walked over to Jacob’s town car.
James was about to roll the window back up when Jacob walked over to him. He smiled and James grinned back.
“I need to talk to you for a minute if you don’t mind.”
“Sure Jacob. What is it?” Jacob grinned, hoping James would say yes.
It had been three months since the picnic. James couldn’t believe it. Here he was at the altar beside Jacob. He had been surprised when Jacob had asked him to be his best man. He said yes of course. It was the closest he would get to be near Chantel in a wedding dress. He smiled to himself.
Boy was dad surprised that I was asked to be best man to my employers’ daughter’s fiancé. I definitely blew his mind. Not only did I keep a job longer than a week but I also managed not to mess it up.
James looked up when the preacher ended the prayer. He watched as Jacob kissed the only woman he had ever loved. He clapped with the rest of the wedding party. At the reception, he gave the ultimate best man speech. As he was mingling with the guests, most of whom James knew his father had worked for, Jacob came over to him.
“So James. Do you plan to work for Chantel and me now that we are married?”
James thought about it but shook his head. “I think I’m done with being a driver. Besides, I have another career in mind.”
“If you’re sure. Though if you need anything, don’t hesitate to call.”
James smiled and shook Jacob’s hand. “I will. Make sure you take care of Chantel because if you don’t, I’ll steal her from you.” He winked as Jacob laughed at his joke. I was being serious. I will take her from him if he mistreats her, not that he will. James patted Jacob on the shoulder and went in search of his father, who had been invited as a guest. When he found him, he told him that he was going home.
As he was leaving, Chantel came over to him. “Leaving so soon? You’re going to miss the bouquet toss.”
“I think I’ll have to miss it. Did I say you look stunning tonight?”
“I think you mentioned it in your speech.” Chantel hugged him. “Will I see you again?”
James smiled. “You might. Before I go, I have a gift for you.”
“What kind of gift?”
James grinned. “My gift to you, you already have it. My gift was Jacob. He was the one you were meant to be with. So my wish for you is to be happy for the rest of your life with the man you were supposed to be with. Goodbye, Chantel. I enjoyed being your friend.” He hugged her.
As he was leaving, Chantel yelled, “I love you, James.” He turned back to her and smiled sadly.
“You have Jacob now. You have no more room for me.”
Chantel scowled at him. “James I have loved you since you beat up Camden for me. I just didn’t think you had the same feelings for me.” She came closer and discovered that his eyes were forest green like Jacob’s. Why have I never noticed his eyes before?
James grabbed Chantel and kissed her. He broke away and said, “Goodbye Chantel. I have loved you since day one. Remember what I said about Jacob.” With that, he left the building.
Chantel stood there in shock. Jacob came up behind her and hugged her.
“So I guess you couldn’t convince him to stay.”
Chantel turned around and kissed him. “Nope. Come on. I have a bouquet to toss.” As they walked back to the reception, Chantel looked back at the door, hoping beyond hope that James would come back for her. When he didn’t, she sighed and smiled at the guests when they arrived in the reception hall. I’ll miss you James Weston and will love you no matter what.
James was looking forward to the rest of his life. Chantel had confessed that she loved him but he knew she would be happy with Jacob. Once he got home, he planned to start writing his book about his adventures as a town car driver. He was going to title it, “My Wish for You.”
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A Clean and Wholesome Romance! When you’re a young beautiful wealthy young woman you realize pretty quickly that you can have anything or anyone you want. That’s the position of Chantel Williams finds herself in, her life revolves around endless shopping sprees, clubbing and keeping up with the latest gossip from her uber-rich peers. But when her father hires a new cheeky and handsome chauffer called James she soon realises that there are somethings in this life that money simply can’t buy. His scruffy appearance disgusts her at first but as time goes by she goes fond of his southern charm. How will she handle things when for once in her life money is not a solution?