WTT, I hope your holiday preparations are going well!!!
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Claire felt on top of her game at work. She was rested and ready to tackle the
E.R. She had made it a personal goal to
take time for meals and breaks so she wouldn’t get so run down again, even in
the face of the impending night shifts.
She texted Jamie when she could and called him on breaks to hear his
Jamie went back to work and was pleasantly surprised to find that
Willie had taken care of what he could and had left Jamie with only the most
urgent of decisions. Production of the
wines were on time and the limited edition whisky was bottled, crated and ready
to be delivered. He texted Claire when
he could, and took her calls regardless of where he was. When he refused to follow Jenny’s cell phone
tyranny, there was a bit of a struggle, but in the end Jamie told her he’d do
what he wanted, and for her to keep her neb out of his business.
But over time, when day shifts turned to night shifts, and Jamie
and Claire were on opposite schedules, the calls were hastily made and at
times, unanswered. The texts went hours
in between. Their plans to meet were
cancelled and Jamie’s obligations to promote the new inventory during the
Christmas holidays made it difficult to reschedule.
Claire became more tired, and Dr. Randall reared his ugly head
again, challenging and pushing her.
Jamie became more frustrated, and was a nightmare at work.
It wasn’t until the middle of December that they were able to see
each other. Excited didn’t begin to
describe how he felt. His body was
humming with anticipation. Claire, here,
in his flat. He could easily close his
eyes and conjure her scent, how she felt writhing underneath him, but it wasn’t
as good as having the real thing within his grasp. To make it special Jamie decided to
cook. He planned the meal carefully and
only put it in the oven when Claire texted to say she was on her way.
An hour and two glasses of wine later, there was no sign of
her. She wasn’t answering calls thirty
minutes later. And forty-five minutes
after that, he finally heard her sprint up the stairs. He dumped the ruined meal into the sink and
opened the fridge for a beer. He heard
her on the landing. As he flipped the
cap off his beer he heard her key scrape against his lock. As the handle turned he drank deeply.
Claire dropped her bag just inside the door, an apology on her
lips. But it caught in her throat when
she saw the meat steaming in the sink, and smelled the tinge of a burnt meal.
Then she saw him. He was vibrating with
anger. His usual sky blue eyes were
narrowed and dark. The wide, generous
mouth was set in a tight line. She
cleared her throat, and lifted her chin.
“I’m sorry, Jamie. An emergency
came in as I was leaving and I was told to stay.”
Jamie nodded, and took a pull from the bottle dangling loosely
from his fingers. “I see. And no chance to let me know, then?”
She unwrapped the scarf from around her neck. “No.
Jamie shook his head, and looked up at the ceiling. “No.
O’ course not.” He set his bottle
carefully on the kitchen counter and gripped the edge with his big hands. “Ye know, Claire, I canna tell if yer just selfish,
or if you truly dinna realize what it is to be worrit about someone.”
She flinched at his use of her name. He hadn’t called her Claire in weeks. “Ye take it into yer mind to do as ye damn
well please, with no thought for anyone else.”
“It’s my job, Jamie.”
“No, Claire.” he said, softly.
“It’s no yer job. I ken ye grew
up alone. I ken ye rely on yerself and
no one else. But what I dinna ken is
maybe ye dinna miss me, as I’ve missed you.
That maybe ye dinna feel for me, what I feel for you.”
Her mouth dropped open. Not
miss him? Not have feelings for him? “This
is not my fault. Dr. Randall wouldn’t
let me leave!” she said. Now she was
angry. He knew what it was like for her.
“I’m about to head to the hospital and tear that bastard apart wi’
my bare hands.”
Claire thought she’d pay good money to see him do just that. But she had to make him understand. “I was leaving with Mary Hawkins. He literally grabbed my arm and told me I
wasn’t going anywhere. I said I was off
the clock and tried to pull away. He got
really angry. Mary offered to stay and
he told her to go. Told her she was
incompetent, and hadn’t she put enough lives in danger tonight. Mary was so upset by what he said, she
started crying. I told her to go. Mrs. Fitz told him I was over my limit, but
he yelled at her, too. After we dealt
with the trauma, Mrs. Fitz and I worked on filing a formal complaint.”
Jamie’s head snapped up at that.
“Ye stayed to do paperwork?”
Claire lifted her chin.
“There’s a time limit for lodging a complaint. It had to be done before I left.”
“But nay chance to pull out yer wee cell phone and call me, no?” Jamie crossed his arms over his chest. “This job is no’ good for ye, Claire. Maybe it’s time ye found another.”
Claire felt trapped.
Baited. And in that moment,
She had absolutely missed Jamie.
And because she missed him, she’d been thinking a lot about her
future. What she wanted in life. She’d come to a decision and wanted to share
it with him, but now she knew she couldn’t. She should have known it was too good to be
true. That he was too good to be true.
In the end, they were all the same, thinking they knew what was best.
After all, she was just a woman.
She was glad she hadn’t removed her coat. It would make it easier. She took a deep breath and swallowed over the
lump in her throat.
“I’m sorry, Jamie. I
realize now this isn’t going to work. I
thought it could. But I cannot put any
more stress on myself. I shouldn’t have
thought to make promises I couldn’t keep.”
She tried to keep her voice from shaking. “I’m planning on going to medical
school. I’m planning on becoming a
doctor. A surgeon, in fact. I’m planning on enrolling at Uni for the spring
Jamie stared at Claire. His
heart was pounding. What was she saying? A Dhia, was
she saying they weren’t going to work? She
was looking at him, but she wasn’t seeing him.
She was looking right through him.
“If you cannot handle my hours now, you’ll never be able to handle
my hours as a medical student. In fact,
Mrs. Fitz and I were talking about how to fit some part-time shifts in there as
well. Anyway.” She picked up her scarf and bag and reached
behind her for the door knob. “I can’t
be with someone who doesn’t support me.
Who doesn’t understand that medicine is who I am.”
She pulled open the door and slipped through it. “Goodbye, Jamie.”
She hated the way her voice broke on his name. Slamming the door she ran up the stairs to
her flat, diving into her pocket for her keys and unlocked the door with
shaking hands. She heard his door open
as she bolted hers. Running into her
bathroom she closed the door and turned on the shower. She let the hot spray run over her throbbing head and mingle with her tears.
She never heard him pounding on the door and calling her name for
a solid hour.
“Zachary Quinto isn’t engaged just yet, but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t thought about it.
The Star Trek star spoke exclusively to E! News at the Hennessy V.S Limited Edition Bottle Launch in Brooklyn, taking a moment to clarify the uproar-inducing ring he was recently spotted wearing on his engagement finger. As it turns out, Quinto and his boyfriend of about two years Miles McMillan aren’t willing to completely settle down at the moment.
“I was just taking it for a test drive, nothing formal,” Zachary admitted.
Nonetheless, the story behind the piece of jewelry is pretty darn adorable, despite Quinto calling it “boring.”
“It’s a vintage ring that I bought as a gift for Miles and because we were not together on this long press tour I was like, ‘I am going to take that ring because I love it.’ But the only finger it fit on was my ring finger on my left hand so I didn’t think much of it,” the actor continued. Aww!
So even if Zachary and Miles’ plans to tie the knot aren’t in the nearest of futures, fans of the couple will be happy to learn a more formal union is not totally off the table.
“I am thrilled that we can [get married] and I fought really hard for the right to marriage equality. I am really grateful for the Supreme Court for passing it a year ago,” he told us. “We love each other and we talk about it, but we have no immediate plans.”
Well, at least that’s something. As they say, first comes plans, then comes marriage, followed by a baby! Right?”
Sprite is introducing a new line of limited-edition cans and bottles featuring selected inspirational hip-hop lyrics, a collection they’re calling “Obey Your Verse."
The first set of 16 features five selections each from the discographies of Drake, Nas, and Rakim, along with a single line from The Notorious B.I.G.’s catalog. Taken together, the lyrics span over 25 years of hip-hop history.
FC Barcelona players particpate in launch of new Coca-Cola bottle.Team members sign bottles for Coca-Cola Museum and draw for followers on social media
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It is part of an initiative to highlight the exclusive launch of a new glass Coca-Cola bottle design, and which aims to distribute more than 180 million units among over 200,000 establishments in the food and drink industry. To mark the occasion of this promotion, all players from First and Second Division clubs will receive this edition, which resurrects the most iconic elements of the original bottle’s shape, simplicity and logo, but with a futuristic touch. The new edition is truly innovative — it was designed in Spain — and was inspired by the original 1915 model.