Unexpected Circumstances(M/L,Mat) [WIP]
Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 11:06 am
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Author:LovinGuerin2Much a.k.a. Frances
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Title: Unexpected Circumstances
Couplings: M/L,CC ( No Aliens/AU )
Rating: Mature for the moment, will let you know when and if it gets Adult.
Disclaimer:Just borrowing, nothing belongs to me please don’t sue, thank you.
Summary: Max Evans is a 25 year old very successful business man who is running his fathers business after he retires.
Liz Evans a 23 year old and also workaholic with no time for fun, she has a goal and she will be damned if she doesn’t reach it.
What happens when Max is faced with an ultimatum that he cant see a way out of?
Will unexpected circumstances change his life and take away what he has always dreamed of or will it give him something he never even knew that he wanted.
Authors note:This story will not be a fluffy piece there will be drama (not major drama) but I can promise that there will be a Dreamer insured ending.
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Special thanks to Icequeen for all the support and encouragement.
<center>Chapter 1: </center>
Max Evans was sitting behind his desk on the 25th floor of Evans Imaging & Construction , he had a grin on his devilishly handsome face as he turned his chair around and gazed out the floor to ceiling window that overlooked Seattle’s beautiful yet rainy down town metropolitan area.
“Can life get any better then this?” Max thought to himself as he mentally congratulated himself for landing the biggest most substantial accountant his fathers company had ever had.
He leaned forward in his chair placing his elbows on his knees and smileing again as he thought about all the zero’s the check sitting on his desk had.
“Beat that Dad.” He thought with a laugh as he turned around and buzzed his secretary through the interoffice intercom.
“Betty do I have any messages?” He asked as his fingers raced over his keyboard checking out the latest drop and raises in the stock market on his razor thin flat top computer screen. Max was always in motion, his mind always on the lookout for another challenge.
“Not at the moment Mr. Evans.” Betty the elderly secretary that had been working for the company since he had been a little kid responded.
“Ok keep me informed I’m waiting for a call from Dad, put him though to me I don’t care what I’m doing, thanks Bet.” Max said as he pressed a button disconnecting the conversation.
He got up from his desk and went over to the mini bar that was set up along one wall of his enormous corner office.
He grabbed a bottle of water from the mini fridge and went back to his desk, getting lost in numbers and figures until his father came by with a surprise visit.
Max heard a knock on the door he looked up and blinked a few times, he had been working on the computer for a little too long if his eyes were hurting he thought to himself.
Moments later his father walked in, Max laughed out loud at his fathers attire. He was going golfing or his pants had been attacked by a plaid monster.
Max got up and greeted his father with a very warm and loving hug and pat on the back.
“Hello Max how are you?” Phillip asked as she sat down on one of the plush leather chairs that faced Max’s desk.
“Great since I landed the downtown water front accountant.” Max said while he opened a drawer of his desk and took out a manilla folder and handed it to his father.
Phillips eyes rounded while he read the amount of attention and money this accountant would give the company.
“That’s great son.” Phillip said with a sad smile on his face.
“Great.. That’s all you have to say Dad this is huge.” Max said excitedly as he got up and began to pace behind his desk.
“I agree that it’s huge but I came here to talk about something other then business.” Phillip said as he tapped his fingers on his knee.
“What going on?” Max asked instantly worried, his dad only tapped his fingers when something major was going.
“How’s your love life?” He asked with a completely serious expression on his face.
Max started to laugh, a deep laugh that made his eyes water and his chest hurt.
“Are you serious?” Max asked when he saw his fathers expression had not changed one iota.
“Your mother and I are completely serious we’ve had enough Maxwell.” He said sternly.
“What does that mean and why do you and mother insist on grilling me on whom and whom I am not dating?” Max asked, he was starting to get annoyed.
“Max we are worried about you, when we agreed that you’d take over the company once I retired I didn’t think that you would take it so seriously, when was the last time you got out of this office before 9 at night?”
“So what sometimes I stay late, I’m working and as a matter of fact I went out last weekend.” Max said while he pulled out his palm pilot and started fidgeting with it.
“Going out with your sister and Alex doesn’t count, I’m talking about a real date not a fling.” Phillip said as he got up and took the palm pilot out of Max’s hand.
“Dad I was doing something with that, the stocks for copper went up and I was..” Max managed to say before Phillip got up angrily from his chair.
“That’s exactly what I mean, work, work, work that’s all you think about!”
Max rolled his eyes as he tried to not let himself get aggravated, he knew that his father meant well.
“Your mother and I would like it if you could join us for dinner tonight.”
Max thought about the project that he had wanted to start, the loss and gain profit report that he had wanted to complete, but if he didn’t go to dinner tonight he’d never hear the end of it from his father.
“Fine where at?” Max asked as he checked his Rolex he wanted to measure how much time he’d have before he had to leave.
“At the house at 7 sharp.” Phillip said as he got up and grabbed Max in a fierce hug.
“Wow at the house, please say that Mom isn’t cooking.” Max asked a look of pure terror on his face.
Phillip laughed “No way see you later.”
Max watched the door close quietly behind his father, he sat behind his desk his father instantly forgotten as the the work that he loved so much consumed him.
<center>*~*~*</center>
Liz Parker raised both arms over her head yawing as she stretched the tired muscles of her back. Who ever said that sitting at a desk all day was a easy job, better think again.
She looked at the time on the corner of her computer screen and saw that she had been at work for almost 10 hours.
“Wow I’m a loser.” She thought with a laugh as she got up and grabbed her oversized purse and shut her computer off.
She looked around the office and saw that she was the last one left as always. She didn’t mind though it seemed that when she was alone and no one was bugging her to research this or find that she actually got a lot more work done.
But working at Evans Imaging and Construction wasn’t so bad, they paid well and allowed her to have weekends and major holidays off which helped since she was doing several online courses at the Community College.
As she stepped into the elevator she critically studied her appearance in the shiny metal doors that met in the middle. Her long chestnut colored hair flowed around her shoulders but the dark circles under her eyes seemed to not go away.
She shrugged, nothing that could be done about that since from the minute she got home to the time she went to sleep was spent with her head in a book studying.
The doors opened with a quiet swish and she was in the main lobby.
She waved at Andrew the security guard as she quickened her step and walked through the lobby her high heels making a click-clat noise as she almost jogged to the exit door.
The sun was setting when she stepped outside and for the hundredth time where does the time go.
A strong gust of wind then blew making her hair tickle her face and neck as she rushed to the bus stop that was right outside of the building.
She sat down and pulled out a notebook from her purse and flipped to the page Marked To Do List.
1. Study for the exam on human behavior
2. Get our of work early to stop at the grocery store. Ok so that didn’t happen she thought
3. Weekly call to Dad.
The sound of the approaching bus had her closing her notebook and digging into her pocket for bus fair.
Surrounded by a cloud of black smoke the bus stopped and Liz tried her best not breathe until she was seated inside.
As she got in and sat down she leaned the back of her head against the window pain and closed her eyes.
Meanwhile At the Evans Mansion.
“Hello Max, its been ages since you’ve had dinner with us.” Diane scolded as she wrapped her arms around her only son and squeezed tight.
“Mom I came for Thanksgiving.” Max teased as he hugged her back.
“Ha ha that was 3 months ago, I never get to see you.” Diane pouted as she took Max’s jacket and laid it on the sofa.
“Max you’re here, wonderful.” Phillip said as he walked into the large living room and sat down in his favorite recliner.
“Let’s eat, I’m starved.” Max said puzzled when he saw his mother sit down as well.
“There’s something that we need to talk about first son.” Diane said while she rung her hands together.
Shit this cant be good Max thought.
Max sat down and looked anxiously from one parent to the other. The tension was so thick in the room you could have cut it with a knife.
“Max your mother and I have come to a decision and we wanted to share it with you tonight.” Phillip said as Diane reached out and grabbed his hand, locking her fingers through his.
A united front damn even worse Max thought.
“I brought this up with you today at the office and I’ll finish this discussion now, your mother and I have seen how in the last 2 years you have become a workaholic, you aren’t going out and acting like a man your age is supposed to act.
At this rate your going to burn out, and that’s not what I wanted when I asked you to take over the company." Phillip said emotinally.
“What are you getting at Dad?” Max asked.
“An ultimatum son.” Diane said sadly.
“You need to get out have fun, meet a nice young lady and start a family.” Phillip said.
Max heard a rush in his ears like a wave had just washed over him.
Diane and Phillip watched as there handsome son blinked rapidly then his face took on a look of pure disbelief.
“What?” Max asked in a whisper.
“You either do as we ask or we are going to have to fire you with best intentions at heart” Phillip said so seriously not a hint of a smile on his face.
TBC?