Getting Her Back (MadMax x MissKitty)

[MadMax]

The wedding was called off at the last moment. The warning signs have been there for some time. She was just not into him. Too sophisticated and pretty? Maybe. He did his best to charm her, but was not enough. The dogged pursuit of her affections in vain.

Jordan Garrett sat on the breakfast table having his morning coffee. His son Myles Garrett on the other end, a complete silence in the air. He did not want to probe further. His son looked heart broken, he was madly in love with the woman who could have been his bride.

"Did you hear back from her?" Jordan asked his son, with a smirk on his face. He already knew the answer as Myles shook his head. Because, Jordan was meeting her for coffee later today. He had a business proposition for the heiress.

Jordan looked good for his age. He was 55 years old, over six feet tall, with a burly muscular frame, broad chest, powerful arms. His eyes were dark brown, black hair with some greying at the temples. Complexion dark brown. He had an assertive demeanor, exuding confidence in his gait. With women, he was attentive, flirtatious, romantic.

He finished his coffee and headed to the master bedroom to get ready. Taking off his lounge pants and shirt to get into the shower. The water felt warm, caressing his glistening ebony skin. Outline of a six pack from hours in the gym even at his age. He donned a pair of dark grey flannel pants, light blue shirt and black leather shoes. A splash of his favorite deodorant completing the ensemble, accentuating his manly musky scent.

Jordan owned a chain of restaurants, bars and night clubs. The business not the most prestigious sometimes, given the unsavory elements one can come across once in a while, or have to cozy up to. He had been eying another company to acquire, owned by the family the one his son was supposed to married into, but that was not to be. Jordan had an alternative plan. The reason behind his rendezvous with the young heiress.

He drove to the coffee shop at the Mandarin Oriental in mid-town New York. Handing the keys to the valet and sauntering into the grand hotel lobby, white marble floors glistening, a smattering of white and pink lilies all over the interiors, in fancy flower pots. Jordan had met her a few times, given Myles was engaged for almost 4 months.
He grabbed a table in the cozy corner for the café and waited for her.

 

[MissKitty19]

Blond hair picked up the breeze as she stepped from the car, a black town car with tinted rear windows. The driver had been hired by her grandfather. He'd been driving for her family for that long/ He was good at his job , even if he was much more hunched over and grey haired then when they had first met. The man had been more of a parental figure to her then her actual parents, taking her too and from school, on her first date, to icecream after her first breakup. Even took her too and home from the dinner where she'd called off her wedding.

Now he took her too and from business meetings between her last year of college classes where she was bored to tears running an empire that she'd never really wanted nore had she expected to, in the last year of her masters degree. All because of her father's untimely death.

A heart attack at the top of the stairs had sent him tumbling down the opulent curving staircase in their family home, and because she'd been busy with school and staying in the condo near campus, it hadn't been until their weekly dinner, when she'd returned home to find him. The shock months old at the time had lead to her calling off the wedding. The shock of seeing her father in that state. Alone. Because he'd loved her mother so deeply and never remarried after she died when she was a child. It had shocked her into realizing that she didn't love him like that. She didn't want him that way.

It had been a devastating realization to have weeks before the wedding. Along with the one that she was wasting her life doing what her father wanted. Since then she'd been selling off bits and pieces of her fathers, businesses, the funds could easily sustain her for the rest of her life several times over even. What she would do once it was all gone? Maybe something to do with art, she'd really enjoyed the few classes she had managed to sneak in while getting her business degree.

Maybe something in fashion?

This was the last step. The last piece to the puzzle. The Luxury entertainment portion of her father's business, and her intent had been to sell it to his old partner. A man she'd met once as a girlfriend and then three times as his son's fiancée. A man she hadn't seen since calling off the wedding. Myles's Father Jordan Garrett.

" Miss Hicks." Kirinna Hicks turned her big brown eyes to the driver who offered his hand to help her onto the curb. The slender white dress she wore sleeveless with a high neckline, reaching to just above her knees. Adorned with a single golden chain belt around the waist, a simple gold necklace and earrings the close toed heels sported a golden bow and gold heels, that clicked as she walked into the hotel lobby, turning into the coffee shop smoothly, a soft, delicate smile on her face when she spotted the elder man sitting rather comfortably. Without the same ease that his son had exuded.

She approached slowly, tucking the manilla file folder under one arm, the same arm that her small purse was under. Leaning in to offer her hand.

" Afternoon Mr Garrett." Her hand outstretched. Slender delicate fingers with beautifully manicured nails, a faint tan line on her ring ringer, where the engagement ring she had given back had sat.

 

[MadMax]

The clickety clackety sound of her heels against the marble floors caught his attention. Jordan turned his head to catch a sight of the blonde, walking towards the cafe. His eyes savored her lovely young curves. A sigh escaping his lips. She could have been his daughter in law.

"Hello Kirinna, good to see you and thank you for making the time to meet me." Jordan stood up from his seat as she got closer to greet her. Putting his arms gently at the sides of her waist for an affectionate hug. she felt warm and soft, the sweet feminine scent of her young body hitting his senses. The corner seating in the cafe was shaped like half-moon, which meant they would be sitting side by side with a small round table in front. The seat was upholstered in red velvet, a white linen covering the table. Like a well-mannered gentleman, Jordan took her delicate hand, easing the young lady into the couch chair and then settled beside her.

"I wish we met under better circumstances. To be honest, I never expected that you would call off the wedding, and once again, sorry about your father. He was my business partner for decades, more a close friend then a partner."

After her dad passed away, Jordan had been running the luxury entertainment business by himself, not wanting to involve the heiress in day-to-day work. It was not the kind of business a young woman would want to be associated with, though technically, she was an equal partner now after passing away of her father. Jordan had been eying that part of the business for some time, wanting full ownership and control. A thought swirling in his mind since last night on how to make it happen.

He had mentioned this with Myles before leaving the house, letting his son know that he was going to meet his ex-fiancée. "I want to acquire her, her part of the business. It would have been easier with the wedding, but now I need to find another way." The son had nodded, not sure what else to say, a tinge of jealousy and angst in his eyes. Not sure what his dad meant.

A waitress arrived at the table. "What would you like to have, Kirinna?" Jordan asked her to go first. Then, he ordered a cup of black coffee for himself, no cream and no sugar. While waiting for coffee, there was some small talk, about the weather, her interests and education, hobbies, future. Once their drinks had arrived, Jordan took a sip of his coffee and turned slightly towards Kirinna.

"Not sure if you already have sensed it, but I wanted to meet you, to make a business proposition. As you are aware, Mr. Hicks was my business partner and we own the Blue Angels Entertainment equally. However, as your father wished in his will, if this was to continue, there has to be some kind of alliance between our families. You are his only daughter, and with Myles out of the picture, it just leaves us, you and me."

He paused, that was too much of a proposition to make in one go, but there was no other way to broach the subject.