Move- Chapter 22

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 21 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE

Yolanda walks through the hospital emergency room entrance, with the young brunette girl on a gurney. Yolanda’s EMT friends wheeling the girl in.

“Hey take her to cubicle 3. I’ll let the nurse on call know. Thanks guys,” she says. They nod in compliance wheeling her toward the cubicle.

Dr. Greene walks in through the sliding hospital doors. His eyes land on a busy Yolanda taking lead at the nurse’s station.

“Hey there, long time no see,” he says greeting her with a handsome grin.

“Dr. Greene, hi,” Yolanda says in slight shock.

“What do we have?” he says throwing on his white coat.

“Um…I’m sorry that your night was cut short,” she says with a small smile.

“Same to you,” he says nodding.

“Yea that was quite a rushed exit,” Yolanda says with a small laugh. She hands him a patient’s chart, and her stomach tightens as their hands brush slightly.


Aria lies beneath Liam’s toned, muscular body as he hovers over her. Cupping his face, Aria pulls him into a heated kiss.

“God, I love you so much,” Liam whispers against her lips, his hands roaming the curves of her body.

“I love you,” she says her hands kneading their way through his hair.

“Are you sure, love?” Liam says looking down at her. “I don’t want to move too fast.”

“I’m positive. I can’t wait another minute Liam,” she says her voice breathy and full of want as she inches her body towards his.

“Neither can I, love,” he says as he closes the last bit of distance between the two.

Aria let’s out a heavy gasp, her head tilting back. Her hands gripping at his sheets, and clawing at his back with each movement. Their bodies finding a perfect rhythm.

The more Aria seems to vocalize her pleasure, the more groaning escapes his throat as he sighs into her lips. Their mouths meeting in urgency.

Liam’s hands sliding up her thighs, his lips finding that special nook in her neck. Dancing across her skin. Gripping her hips, he spins her on top of him. Aria gasps as she grips the headboard behind him for support, moving with his body. Their breaths quickening. Their body heat elevating. Minds hazy.

“Aria…Aria marry me?” he says his voice raspy and full of urgency as they both still. Their bodies unraveling around each other.

“Yes!” Aria says letting out a loud scream as she flops down beside him. Both of them clearly exhausted.

Liam glances over at her.

“That was um…” he says, his chest rising and falling heavily.

“Mind blowing,” Aria says glancing over at him, trying to catch her breath.

“Yes,” he says closing his eyes, as he takes a deep breath in and then lets it out.

“Are you ok?” Aria says turning on her side.

“Yea…I just… (He breathes heavily) I need a second to catch my breath,” he says with a chuckle as his eyes flutter up to the ceiling.

“Well, Mr. Whitmore, I think maybe I might have to find another lover that can keep up with me,” she says rather dramatically.

Liam’s eyes jolt over to Aria as she smiles widely, he grins and grabs her, pulling her toward him.

“Get over here,” he says climbing back on top of her as she lets out a laugh, his lips cover hers.

As Liam places kisses, making his way down her body, Aria thinks to herself- Are we not going to talk about the fact that I’m pretty sure he just proposed marriage. And I’m also pretty sure I said yes. Sure it was on the brink of orgasm, but still. Her mind begins spinning with questions. As Liam’s lips and hands continue to discover her body. She is jolted back into her body as her breath catches in her throat. She gasps. Screw the overthinking. This feels good. It feels right. Aria thinks as she wraps arms around his neck, her lips finding his as they both move with each other. Aria feeling Liam’s heart beating out of his chest, as he deepens each kiss.


Yolanda walks out of a patient’s room, removing her gloves and tossing them in the trash. Her once sexy party girl outfit now more appropriate with some nurse essentials from her locker- a cardigan to disguise any cleavage, her hair pulled pack and her plain white nurse skips replacing her heels. The night and the drinks, catching up to her. She yawns as she checks another patient chart.

“Yolanda, Hun, go home. You weren’t on duty tonight anyway,” a fellow nurse and friend says with a smile.

“No I’m good. I just need a cup of coffee,” she says waving her hand dismissively.

“You know she’s right Yolanda. You look like you could really use some sleep,” Dr. Greene says walking over with a smile. He lets out a yawn himself.

“Ah I could say the same for you, Dr.” Yolanda says with an unintended “Happy Birthday Mr. President,” sexual undertone.

Dr. Greene smirks, clearly amused. Yolanda notices.

“You know I think we are leaving these patients in good hands. What about I give you a ride home. It’s late.” He says with a gentle yet sexy grin.

Yolanda’s eyes meet his while she ponders what accepting this ride could lead to. But before she could even stop herself a, “Yes, that’d be great. Thank you,” escapes her mouth.

Dr. Greene smiles, happily caught off guard that she agreed. “Ok then great. My car is in the parking lot. Shall we?” he asks gesturing for her to exit first.

Yolanda smiles brightly as she waves to the other nurses. Her friend arching a slight eyebrow at her with extra intrigue. Yolanda glares at her, shutting it down before Dr. Greene has a chance to notice.

“Good night,” Dr. Greene says nodding to the other nurses and following Yolanda towards the exit.


Aria lays on top of Liam, as her hand strokes his sweaty chest.

“Hmm, I could lay like this all day,” Liam says his voice a sexy raspy purr. His arms tighten around her as he places a sweet kiss on top of her head.

“Mmm, I could certainly be persuaded,” she says moaning into his mouth as her lips cover his. Their tongues sliding into each other’s mouths.

Liam chuckles as Aria rolls him on top of her once more.

“Mmm,” he mumbles as his excitement begins to show. Aria’s eyes flutter open, as she moves her lower half closer to his. Her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him into her.

“Well, someone’s ready for round 3,” she says flirtatiously.

Liam moans against her lips.

“Aria, Love…as much as I want to stay here in this bed and make love to you every minute of every hour- all day… you have a rehearsal to get to.”

“Ugh! Why did you have to remind me?” she says covering her face. “I want you…again…now,” she whispers as he sighs pulling her into a passionate kiss. His hands cupping her face lovingly.

“I want you,” he whispers back as her hands slide down his back. Her nails digging into his skin.

“But-” he says pulling away, “I promised you that I wouldn’t interfere with your rehearsal time. I know how much this showcase means to you.”

“I love you, but I hate you right now,” she says frustrated.

He laughs.

“I’m serious Liam, how do you expect me to focus on my routine, when I am feeling this…excited,” she finishes as her eyebrows raise on cue.

Liam matches her expression as a smirk plays on his lips.

“Ok one more time, but then I’m having my driver take you to rehearsal. No ifs, ands, or buts.” He says inches from her lips.

“Yes Sir,” she says smiling as she reaches up pulling him into a kiss.


*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*


Move- Chapter 21

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 20 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE

Aria laughs as Liam leads her into the nearest stall of the bathroom.

“Come here,” he growls as his hands grip her waist.

Aria smiles up at him as her arms wrap around his neck, closing the distance between them. Her lips find his in the dim lighting of the bathroom stall.

Aria starts to unbutton his shirt as Liam starts to undo his pants, their lips not parting. Liam hikes Aria up against the wall, sliding his hands up her slip dress.

Aria’s hands fist into his perfectly gelled hair as her body heats up at the feel of his touch.

Liam stills, as he lets out a frustrated sigh before things go any further.

“Damn it, I don’t have protection, love,” he says setting her legs back down.

“Wha- Are you kidding me?” she says sighing as her body slides down his, her feet touching the speckled printed floor.

“I’m so sorry love. I don’t think it’d be too wise to continue without-”

“No of course not,” Aria says as Liam steps away from her. Her body still aching for him.

Liam zips up his pants as Aria fixes her dress, letting out a sigh of frustration.

They both look at each other.

“Wanna just make out like a couple, teenagers?” Aria says shrugging.

“Hell yes, love,” he says with a chuckle, grabbing Aria into a passionate kiss.

Aria laughs against his lips, her hands roaming over his toned back.

Each kiss deeper than the last.

Just then this loud sound of a fire alarm begins to blare from the speakers just above them, and Aria caught between pleasure and sudden fear looks up at the ceiling for an answer, the water spout pops open as it rains down upon them. Liam looks up.

“We should probably go,” he says grabbing her hand as Aria staggers behind him trying to manage to put one foot in front of the other and shake off the public bathroom tryst she just had in a bar named Wild Wonderland with Mr. Billionaire Bachelor Liam Whitmore.

Aria fixes herself as they rush toward the exit to find the rest of the gang. Water pouring from the ceiling, alarms blaring, people rushing out as staff try to keep things calm.

“Aria!” Yolanda says waving her arms in the air, near the exit as the rest of the girls nervously wait in the crowd trying to exit.

Aria points and pulls Liam toward the exit.

“What the hell is going on?” Aria says as they all usher out of the club, her hand firmly in Liam’s as his grip on her tightens in a protective way.

“I’m gonna go find one of my co-workers and ask them what happened, I’ll be back,” Molly says making her way through the crowd to see if she knew anyone.

Aria stands shivering, her silky, short, slip dress soaked and clinging to her, leaving even less to the imagination than before.

Liam notices as his eyes widen, he quickly takes off his button down shirt and drapes it over her shoulders, tugging it closed at the front.

Aria smiles her thanks, as she slips her arms into the armholes.

“Of course love, don’t need you to catch a cold,” he says reaching down and buttoning a few of the top buttons.

“Funny, I thought it might have been because you don’t want anyone else seeing too much of your woman,” she says looking up at him knowingly.

Liam smirks down at her, “Yea, well that too,” he says wrapping his arms around her waist as he leans down to place a kiss on her lips.

Standing there soaked, Liam Whitmore is being seen in public wearing nothing but a pair of slacks and a white muscle tank. Not something you see every day.

Molly rushes over to the gang, “Ok so there was a minor issue in the kitchen and the sprinkler system was activated.

“But is everyone ok?” Yolanda says her eyes scanning the crowd for anyone who may be injured during that stampede of an exit.

“I think so, the chef said the fire is under control.”

Yolanda’s eyes land on a young brunette girl nearby, wearing a tiara with a 21 written on it, she is limping as her friend, tries to steady her.

“Hey there,” Yolanda says walking over, “Are you hurt?”

The two girls look up at her confused at her sudden interest.

“I’m a nurse, I can help you,” she says with a kind smile, her sober side shining through.

“I think I sprained my ankle rushing out of there,” the girl replies.

“Ok let me take a look, let’s sit you down over there on that bench,” she says helping the young girl hobble over.

Yolanda kneels to examine the girl’s ankle, upon moving it slightly, the girl winces in pain, “Ow, yea, that hurts, a lot,” she says.

“Hmm, yea you definitely twisted it pretty good, I can tell it’s starting to bruise. Can you move it by yourself?”

The girl tries and is successful, “It does still hurt though.”

“Ok so I don’t think it’s broken, but I think I should send you for an x-ray just in case,” Yolanda says as an ambulance and fire truck begin to pull up, sirens blaring.

“Everyone! Hi, my name is Kathy Wilks, I am the manager here at Wild Wonderland,” she says yelling over the nervous crowd. “I am terribly sorry for all of this. We had a bit of a small fire in the kitchen but it has been put out and the fire department will check to be sure. If anyone is hurt please come speak to an EMT. And please look out for a voucher in your email to comp you for tonight. We apologize and hope this doesn’t sway you from visiting our establishment in the future.”

“Come on the EMT’s happen to be some friends of mine. I’ll walk you over,” Yolanda says as she helps the girl toward the ambulance as the EMTs wave over at her.


Aria and Liam walk into Liam’s apartment.

“Well that was…quite the night,” Liam says laughing as he grabs two fluffy charcoal colored towels from his linen closet, and hands one to Aria.

“Yes…very eventful…” Aria says drying her face.

“Let me get you some dry clothes,” he says walking toward his bedroom. Aria grabs his hand, “Hey thank you for coming out with us tonight, I know it probably wasn’t your usual scene, but it meant a lot to me to have you there.”

“Of course, I mean I know how much you love those girls and I love you, so it was a pretty easy choice for me to make,” he says smiling down at her.

Aria freezes.

“What? Do I have something on my face, love?” he says confused as he wipes each side of his face.

“No. It’s just- You just told me you love me,” Aria says her heart fluttering.

Liam looks at her and then he realizes, “Oh my god, I did. I have been holding that in for so long. And I didn’t mean to blurt it out like that. I was waiting for the right time, because I know we have been moving way too fast, and I didn’t mean to-”

“No no, shhh, it’s ok,” Aria says placing a finger on his lips as she covers his with her lips within seconds.

Liam responds rather quickly holding her tightly against his toned body.

She pulls away from him ever so slightly as her eyes look up at him through heavy lashes.

“I love you too,” she whispers.

Liam sighs as he pulls her into a kiss.

“Please tell me you have-” Aria starts to say.

“They’re in my bed room,” he says an urgency in his voice as he lifts her into his arms.

Aria squeals as Liam jets off toward his bed room.

His house phone starts to ring.

“Ignore it, please,” Aria says cupping his face into a kiss as he lowers her onto his bed.

Liam reaches for the hem of his tank top as he pulls it off, Aria runs her hands along his abs, their eyes locking in an escalated heat.

“Trust me I don’t intend to get that, love,” he says kissing her as he lowers his body onto hers, her legs wrapping around his waist.

The phone still ringing in the distance.

Liam moves to Aria’s neck, she inhales a sharp breath, he places small kisses along her jawline, making his way back towards her lips.

“Liam, get it, now” she says reaching between their torsos for his belt buckle. Liam nods in agreement. His eyes burning into hers as his hands slide up her dress.

Liam laughs against her lips as he pulls away, reaching toward his night stand.

Aria smiles leaning back as she removes his button down she had on from earlier.

Liam rips open the gold foil packet as he turns to Aria, he walks over to her. She makes her way up on her knees in front of him, as things begin to escalate, his voicemail picks up.

“Liam, its mum. Remember me?”

Liam and Aria freeze in horror.

Aria buries her face into his chest, in embarrassment.

“Oh my god,” Aria says laughing.

Liam wraps his arms around her, “Yea that’s a definite mood killer,” he says matter of factly as he places a kiss on the top of her head.

“I’m so sorry love,” he says looking at her clearly mortified.

Gertrude’s voice cutting in once again… “Liam, please. We can talk this out. I know we can. This is too long to go without speaking.”

“And she’s still going,” Liam says with a huff as he reluctantly let’s Aria go, he walks into his living space where his landline sits on the living room end table.

“Liam. I am sorry. You know I’m just protective over you. I want you to be happy. And if you tell me that Aria makes you happy, then I accept it.”

Aria follows Liam. Her heart softens.

“I’m so sorry Aria, I’m hanging up on her-” he says reaching for the button.

“Liam, no. Don’t. She’s trying to mend things. The least you can do is meet her and hear her out. She is your mother.”

“Aria, my mother can be very manipulative. This is all probably part of some scheme she’s cooked up,” he says shaking his head.

“Maybe so, but I couldn’t live with myself if I was the reason why your family broke apart,” she says walking over to him as she picks up the phone handing it to him, “Answer it,” she says with a gentle smile.

“You are extraordinary, you know that,” he says with a dumbfounded smile as he takes the phone from her hand, “but none of this is your fault.”

Aria smiles, “Answer it,” she whispers as Liam rolls his eyes, and clicks a button, “Hello mother,” holding the receiver to his ear as Aria starts to walks away, he catches her hand, pulling her into a quick, kiss. Aria smirks as she walks off, Liam taps her butt gently. Aria laughs silently as he sends her a sexy smirk and a wink.

“Oh Liam. Thank goodness you answered. My boy, I am sorry. I feel just awful.”

“Well you should mother,” he says his expression changing upon hearing her shrill voice.

“Liam my boy, I do apologize for how I reacted. I just worry for you. You are so naïve at times, you believe the best in people and you can easily be taken for a fool that way. I just worry.”

“Mother, you don’t know Aria ok? Not even in the slightest. For you to judge her from a mere glance, you not only hurt her. You hurt me.”

“Liam, I am sorry son. Please give your dear old mum, one more chance. Bring her to the house for dinner sometime. I want to apologize in person.”

“Mother, I don’t think that’s the best idea.”

“I will be on my best behavior I promise you,” she says a careful grin upon her face as she sits on the other side of the phone call lounged in a patio chair in her lavish backyard near the pool. Gertrude is wearing a large black sun hat and a light periwinkle, tailored pant suit her beady eyes, focused. Determined.

“I can’t promise you anything, I will have to discuss it with Aria,” he says making his allegiance clear.

“Okay then my son, let me know. I do hope you’ll both come.”

“Well mother, I appreciate the offer. But if Aria feels uncomfortable coming, neither of us will be there.”

“Liam. Oh Liam, please don’t say such things. You do accept my apology don’t you?”

“Only if Aria will. I must be going now mother, goodnight.” He says hanging up before she could say anything else.

Gertrude huffs as she slams her phone on the patio table nearby.

Liam tosses his phone on his coffee table and walks back into his bedroom.

He finds Aria sitting in some oversized clothes from his dresser, as she lays on his bed flipping through the many TV channels his large flat screen holds.

Liam smiles at seeing Aria make herself at home.

“Hey, how’d it go?” Aria says looking up, and shutting the TV.

“She apologized…not sure that’s worth much when it comes to her,” he says rolling his eyes.

“Well I mean it’s a start right?” Aria says moving across the dark charcoal gray sheets towards him, her hands reaching for his.

“Yea well here’s the zinger…” he says raising an eyebrow.

“Oh boy…what?” Aria says as he pauses her eyes widening with curiosity.

“She invited you and I to dinner…says she wants to apologize in person,” he says his breath catching in his throat. Worrying about her reaction.

Aria pauses, she stays silent for a beat, her gaze passing him, lingering off and away. Pondering.

“Please…say something love…” he says staring at her nervously. “We don’t have to go if you don’t want to,” he says lifting her hand and placing a sweet kiss on it. “I’m not even really sure I’d want to go,” he says.

Aria smiles simply. “Let’s do it,” she says casually.

Liam looks at her, a shocked expression flashes across his face.

“You sure?” he asks confused.

“Yes,” Aria says with a nod.

“Why would you want to?”

“Because, whether you want to admit it or not, I know that your relationship with your mom still means something to you. Family is important. She is making an effort, so I will too,” she says shrugging her shoulders slightly. “Because if there’s one thing in this world she and I have in common is that we both love you,” she says cupping his face.

Liam’s heart melts as he sighs before pulling her into a deep kiss.

“I love you too,” he whispers against her lips. Their former flame suddenly reigniting quickly. “So um…” Liam says his eyes staring into hers. He licks his lips, coughing nervously.

“Where were we?” Aria asks knowing that he’s too shy to ask.

“Oh thank god,” Liam says swiftly pulling her toward him. His lips instantly on hers like a magnetic force. His hand reaching for the open gold foil packet.

Aria’s heart beats rapidly. Her hands roam across his torso, pulling at his clothes. Liam hooks his hands behind the backs of her legs, causing her to fall back on the bed as she squeals, he laughs climbing on top of her as she wraps her arms and legs around him.


*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*


Move- Chapter 20

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 19 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE

Aria stands at the back of the gym as class-goers exit, faces red, but smiles wide.

“Great class again, Aria!”

“Thanks Jill, glad you enjoyed!” she says smiling at everyone as she dries her face with a towel.

Allie and the rest of Aria’s girl gang hang out in the back waiting until the last person exits.

“Hey guys, you wanna grab a drink?” Aria says walking over to them.

“Don’t you have plans with Manhattan’s Favorite Bachelor?” Allie says holding up the Tabloid.

“Oh gosh, shut up!” Aria says swatting it away with a laugh.

“I have to say, you guys do look pretty sexy,” Yolanda says.

Aria and Layla exchange gasps.

“Look who’s joining Team Liam,” Layla says smiling as she pulls her sister into a hug.

“I’m not printing out the t-shirts just yet. But I can see how happy he makes you,” Yolanda says smiling at Aria.

“Thanks Yoyo,” Aria says smiling as she pulls her cousin into a hug.

“SO did you guys reschedule your sex date yet?” Molly asks taking a sip of her water and cutting into the sweet family bonding moment.

“No, we haven’t. But I think that’s ok. You know it shouldn’t be planned, ya know? That just puts too much pressure on it. I want it to just happen naturally.”

“So you’re really not seeing him tonight?” Layla asks surprised.

“Um, no. He had a bunch of work to do.”

“Does that guy ever take a break?” Allie asks.

“No, not often. And I can see it’s really effecting him. I feel bad, I wish there was something I could do to help him relax.”

All the ladies give her scandalous looks.

“Not that!” she says rolling her eyes. “I just mean that he works too much, he needs to just have some carefree, stupid, fun.”

“Carefree, stupid, fun…hmmm, I know just the place.” Molly says raising her eyebrows, “Ladies, let’s go get our sexy on, I have a plan.”

The girls just look around and laugh as they rush out of the gym.


Aria and her girl squad all rush around her apartment getting ready. Clothes thrown everywhere. Every mirror being occupied. Hair being curled, Makeup being done.

“I don’t know you guys, he said he’s really busy. I don’t think it’s worth asking him,” Aria says finishing her lipstick.

“That’s why you don’t ask, you just show up, looking like that, and tell him it’s time he has some real fun,” Allie says smirking.

“Ok, let’s do this,” Aria says smiling brightly as she saunters her way toward her door, being extra sassy about it as she rocks her champagne colored silky, slip dress with a scoop neck line and a low back and some gold heels, her hair in a high pony and some big gold hoop earrings.

The girls all follow as they laugh in unison.


Aria knocks on Liam’s office door, peeking her head in.

Liam looks up, a smile spreading across his tired face.

“Hey you,” he says.

“Hi,” she says walking in, as his eyes glance her over, a smirk forming on his face.

“Hi,” he says again, clearly frazzled.

“You said that already,” Aria says laughing as she sits on the edge of his desk, her tan, oiled legs right in his view.

Liam laughs, as his eyes shoot up to meet hers, he stands up.

“What are you doing here? Trying to show me, what I’ll be missing again tonight?” he asks tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

“No not exactly, I came to steal you away. You work too damn hard. Come out, me and the girls have a really fun plan for tonight. I think you’ll enjoy it!” she says smiling as she takes his hands, lacing her fingers through his.

“Aria, baby, I would love to but I really am swamped here, love.” he says looking over at the pile of papers on his desk.

“Come on, baby. You stay late every night. The entire building has gone home. It’s like Zombieland out there. All of this crap will be here Monday morning. Just come on, take the weekend. Have fun with me. You deserve it. We deserve it.” She says pouting up at him.

Liam looks down at her, his eyebrow raises.

“What?” she says looking at him confused.

“Are you not wearing a bra?” he whispers in a sexy tone.

“With this dress…what do you think?” she says pushing him away as she spins to show off the back.

Liam smirks, “Well I mean you really shouldn’t be going out looking like that without me, I mean guys might get the wrong idea and think that you’re single.”

“I mean it is a possibility. It’d be better if you just came. This way I don’t have to constantly keep turning them away.”

“I mean if you think you’ll feel better having me there…” he says walking toward her.

“I would.” she says smiling as she takes his hands.

Liam smirks as she reaches up to give him a kiss.

Liam deepens the kiss, and lifts her up onto his desk as her legs wrap around him, their hands roaming around each other’s bodies.

Aria pulls away slightly, putting Liam at arm’s length, letting out a breath as Liam does the same.

“We should probably go, my friends are all waiting downstairs,” Aria says out of breath.

“Yes of course,” he says breathing heavy as she slides off the desk, their bodies gliding against each other ever so slightly.

Liam coughs nervously.

“But before we go, lose the jacket and the tie,” Aria says loosening his tie, her eyes gleaming into his. The sexual tension thick.

Liam smirks, “Yes Ma’am” he says pulling at his tie as Aria laughs and grabs his hand pulling him toward the elevators.


“Liam, you remember these are all my girls, Yolanda, Layla, Allie, and the planner of this evening, Molly.” Aria says as they all walk down the city sidewalk.

“Yes, nice to see you ladies again,” Liam says with a sweet grin.

“Hi Liam!” they all yell in unison.

Liam laughs.

“We may have pre-gamed a little while we were getting ready,” Aria whispers.

“I can see that,” he says laughing, kissing her cheek, placing a hand on her lower back as they walk toward their destination.


Aria walks into a bar with Liam’s hand in hers, and her friends close behind. The bar is not your typical bar. In fact it is colorful, and neon with strobe lights going. Music blaring loudly. A club like atmosphere but not as packed.

“Ladies and Gentleman,” Molly says with a laugh, “Welcome to my latest form of employment, Bartending at this fine establishment- Wild Wonderland,” she says holding her arms out in a very ta da like reveal.

“Girl, since when?” Allie says looking around in awe.

“I just started last weekend, and I have off tonight, so I can get a deal on drinks!”

“Yes,” Layla says with a smile as the rest of the girls look around with happy grins.

“Come on follow me, I had my coworker save me the Unicorn Booth. The furniture is literally covered in glitter. It’s amazing for pictures.”

Aria smiles as she looks over at Liam, who appears to feel very out of his element.

He smiles simply at her as she tightens her grip on his hand, leading him through the small, exclusive crowd.


Aria laughs as she and her friends dance in the cosmic colored Unicorn booth. Liam sitting off to the side, watching.

She walks over, taking his hands and pulling him up.

“Baby, come on, dance with me,” she says smiling.

“No, Aria I’m not really a dancer,” he says being pulled to his feet.

“Well that is literally what I am. I can teach you. Besides something tells me that you don’t have a problem with keeping a steady rhythm,” Aria says looking up at him, a sexy smirk forming on her lips.

Liam chokes on the drink he just sipped, as his eyes lock onto hers, “That was dirty,” he says with a cute smirk, as he laughs.

“I know,” Aria says smiling as she leans in, he sighs as their lips meet in a heated lip lock, Liam’s hand sliding to his favorite place on her backside.

Aria pulls away slightly, “Why Liam Whitmore…you are quite the butt loving guy.” she says with a little raspy giggle against his lips.

“Just yours love,” he whispers, his voice nearly a groan.

Aria’s heart flips as her body inches toward him.

Liam pulls her into a heated kiss that lasts for what feels like forever. Aria’s arms drape over his shoulders as she holds her drink in one hand and the other finds its place in his soft sandy hair.

Molly’s jaw drops as she nudges the rest of the crew to look over.

“Damn, he can really let loose when he wants to, huh?” Yolanda says her eyebrows raising.

“It’s really unfair how hot he is,” Layla says in a dreamy tone, “Aria is a goner,” she says laughing.

Aria pulls away breathlessly, as Liam looks at her confused, “I think we are gathering an audience,” she says blushing as she looks away.

Liam isn’t even phased, “I don’t even see anyone else in the room, love.” He says pulling her into another kiss.

“Mmm, quick question,” Aria says in between kisses as her eyes flutter open to meet Liam’s. “Are you totally opposed to doing it in a public restroom?” she says smirking up at him.

Liam smirks, as he takes her drink and sets his and hers on one of the glittered end tables. He grabs her hand, pulling her toward the staircase leading from the Unicorn Booth to the ground level.

Aria squeals as she turns excitedly waving bye to her friends.

They all gasp as they wave her away.

“Lucky bitch,” Layla says with a giggle.

“Cheers to Aria having countless O’s in a public restroom!” Molly says as they all raise their glasses.

“Or supply closet!” Yolanda says as they all laugh. Layla smiles proudly at her older sister, who is finally enjoying her youth.


Yolanda turns and looks up to see Dr. Greene standing behind her. In casual clothing and a drink in his hands, as two other fellow Doctors wave from the side lines.

“Dr. Greene? Hi,” Yolanda says silently praying that her boss didn’t just here her cheers-ing to the big O.

Layla’s face falls as her eyes nearly spring out of her head.

“Hi, I thought that was you,” he says with a warm, sexy smile.

“Yes, it’s me. Um Dr. Greene I’m just here with my sister Layla and our friends, Allie and Molly,” she says looking over at the ladies as they each wave.

“Nice to meet you ladies,” Dr. Greene says smiling.

“You too, a pleasure,” Layla says extending her hand quickly, he smiles and shakes it. 

“I didn’t know you came here?” He says with a smile as his eyes flutter back to Yolanda.

“Oh- it’s actually our first time here, Molly here, just started working here a short while ago.”

Molly smiles, “This place has a great vibe, doesn’t it?”

“It certainly does,” he says smiling.

Layla’s eyes dart between Yolanda and Dr. Greene. The attraction between the two evident enough to anyone with a pulse.

“Well, I won’t keep you,” he says with a small smirk.

“Ok, nice running into you Dr. Greene,” She says nodding, as she waves over at her other colleagues.

“Yolanda we’ve been working together for over 2 years now, I think you can call me Matthew,” he says.

“Um, I guess it’s a form of habit,” Yolanda says with a laugh.

“Nice seeing you Yolanda, enjoy your night,” he says smirking as he turns to join his friends.

Layla, Allie and Molly stare at Yolanda who nonchalantly takes a sip of her drink.

“YOYO, what the hell was that?” Layla says her mouth dropping.

“Ok relax, he’s my boss, he was just being polite, and saying hi,” Yolanda says trying to hide the fact that her stomach is doing somersaults and her heart is fluttering.

“Yolanda, I love you. You are the smartest woman I know, but when it comes to flirting you are seriously challenged. That man wants you.” Layla says pointing toward Dr. Greene’s long since retreated figure.

“Stop it, Layla. We just work together, that’s all.”

“I mean hey…he is gorgeous, smart and kind, you could do worse girl,” Allie says smirking as she throws back a shot of tequila.

“It’s not wise to get involved with someone you work with, especially when it’s your boss” Yolanda says.

“So you’ve thought about it?” Layla asks smiling widely.

Yolanda looks away from their intense glares as she downs the rest of her drink.

“Ah that face says it all!” Molly says laughing and pointing.

“Yes see! She has thought about taking a ride on that hot boss body,” Layla says smiling and clapping.

“Ok…fine…yes…maybe I have entertained the thought, once or twice,” Yolanda says as she smiles, a natural blush creeping onto her cheeks.

“Yes girl!” Allie yells, “I’d say go for it, he’s interested. And hot as hell.” She says raising her drink in the air.

“I will drink to that,” Yolanda says as they all click their glasses and take a sip.

Matthew stands from the ground level just on the other side of the Unicorn Booth, a smile on his face. His ears listening. His co-workers join him a few moments later handing him another drink.

“Hey Matt, here ya go. Sorry we took so long, they line at the bar was endless.”

“Don’t worry I was kept entertained,” he says smirking as he takes a sip of his drink.


*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*


Move- Chapter 19

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 18 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE

Liam steps into his office a bright smile across his face. His phone sounds a text.

Picking it up he smirks, seeing Aria sent him a picture of her Gatorade with a message that read, “Rehydrating for tonight. ;)”

Liam coughs nervously as he loosens his tie.

He types back, “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

She smirks as she types back, “Tonight, my love. Your place?”

Liam smirks. “Yes. Yes. And Yes. I’ll pick you up at 8?”

Aria smiles excitedly as she answers, “Perfect, I can’t wait!”

“Me either love, you have no idea,” he replies.

“Here’s something to hold you over…”she types back as she sends him a seductive photo of her in her black lingerie.

“I’ll see you on my lunch break. ;)” he responds, laughing to himself.

Aria smirks, “Don’t mess with me! You know you’re probably planning on working through lunch.” she types back.

“Am I that predictable, love?” he types with a chuckle.

Aria laughs as she sends, a “;)”

Liam smirks as he goes to answer back but gets rudely interrupted by his office door bursting open.  Startled, Liam looks up to find his mother Gertrude standing before him, as Anne stands nearby, “My apologies, Mr. Whitmore, I tried to tell her you were busy. But-“

“That’s alright Anne, I know how persistently hostile she can be,” he says glaring at his mother as he stalks past her shutting the door. Anne sits back at her desk as she and Marco exchange worried looks.

“She! She! I am your mother. I will not be demoted to a simple pronoun. You have been ignoring my calls, my emails, and my texts….all because of THIS! HER!” she says throwing a magazine into his hands.

Liam looks down and sees the headline, “Manhattan’s Favorite Bachelor Finds Himself in a Steamy Foreign Exchange.” As two pictures of him and Aria in a heated make-out session are displayed.

He sighs, feeling violated.

“This is none of your business, mother. Aria and I are none of your business.”

“None of my business. Liam, you are a Whitmore. And Whitmores do not settle. We do not marry beneath us. You cannot be serious about this girl. You haven’t brought a girl home in years but THIS is who you end up going after. She is NOT suitable for you.”

“Not suitable for me? Mother listen to yourself. I am 32 years old, I think I have the right to make my own choices concerning my own love life.”

“You clearly need help…because you are acting like a boy! It’s time you grew up and finally take your responsibilities seriously. This company is yours! Your father’s family built it from the ground up. All with the intentions that one day you would take it on as your own.”

“And I have mother. I have taken it on for my entire adult life. But I was never asked if I wanted to. Have you ever considered that maybe, just maybe this isn’t what I wanted? That maybe I have other dreams?”

“Like what? Those little drawings you used to do?”

“They were paintings. I love painting mother, and I’ve been told that I’m pretty good. Considering I’ve been around art my whole life, I kind of have a decent handle on it.”

“Liam. I appreciate your honesty. But think logically.”

“I finally am, mother. Logically speaking, I am finally realizing it doesn’t help me live a life worth living if I’m just feeding into someone else’s dream for me. Your dream for me.”

“And where has this new realization come from…this Aria girl?”

“Partly yes, but I have to be honest with you mother, it’s always been there. I was just so afraid of letting you down that I kept up this charade. Especially, after dad passed, it became like a sealed fate. I knew with you and Sky at odds, I knew I was all you had. But seeing Sky go after her dream and watching her pave her own path, I just realized she is the bravest person I’ve ever known. She shouldn’t be punished for that. For loving music, and for being good at it! And I shouldn’t be punished for loving creating art either. Our whole lives you’ve pushed us to be people we’re not. I can’t do it anymore. I’m not trying to hurt you mother. I don’t like fighting with you. I’m just finally speaking my truth.”

Gertrude’s face falls, the wrinkles in her face evident. Bags under her eyes. Her stern steady and cold. She lets out a sarcastic laugh.

“How quickly you selfish children forget.”

“Excuse me?”

“All those years your father and I spent, putting you in the best schools, giving you anything and EVERYTHING you could have possibly wanted. Expensive cars, vacations, parties with the elite and THIS is how you both repay us. Me. Your father is probably rolling in his grave right now.”

Liam stares at his mother in disbelief, “When did you get this bitter mother,” he says his tone low, dark, laced with pain and anger.

Gertrude turns on her heel and walks to the door, she turns back to hit him with one last carefully planted cruel remark, “I hope this girl is worth ruining your life over.” As she stalks out of the room, her head held high, her heels clicking against the black and white tiled office floor. Everyone around her scurrying away.

Liam let’s out a heavy breath as he slinks into his office chair.

Anne cautiously eases her way into his office as she closes the door behind her.

“Mr. Whitmore…I’m so sorry-“

“Anne, it is not even close to being your fault,” he says sighing and shaking his head.

“Are you, alright? Can I get you anything?” she asks.

“How about a bottle of whiskey,” he says with a slight chuckle.

“Bottom right draw,” Anne says with a small smile as she leaves his office, closing the door behind her.

Liam opens it, and laughs, and he grabs it, taking a swig, he makes a wincing face.


Aria finishes her routine as her song ends. She laughs with a sigh of relief.

“Finally. I’ve got a real routine. Thank you GOD!” she says throwing her hands up and doing a little dance.

She walks over to the radio to shut it off and checks her phone.


“Oh my god, I have to hurry, Liam is picking me up soon!” she says to herself as she rushes out of the rehearsal space.

Aria looks in the mirror dressed in a black lacey lingerie set. She turns checking herself out. She smiles as she sprays some perfume on her chest and steps into a pair of high black heels. Fluffing her lightly curled locks, she touches up her red lipstick. Aria grabs her trusty little black dress and pulls it on.


Aria sits in her apartment, checking her phone constantly. Nothing from Liam.

“Ok. Don’t freak out Aria. He’s probably just running late. He’ll be here,” she says trying to calm her insecurities.


“Ok now, I’m getting worried, what if something happened.” she says to herself as she grabs her phone to dial Liam’s number.

His phone goes to voicemail after a few short rings.


“This guy thinks he is standing me up! Think again” she says angrily as she stands up and storms out of her apartment.

Aria storms into Liam’s office with more fury then a woman scorned.

But her anger is brought to a crashing halt when she sees him passed out on his desk, an opened bottle of whiskey sitting on his desk.

She sighs as she walks over to him, she shakes him gently.

“Liam?” she says. Liam doesn’t move.

“Liam!” she whispers forcefully in his ear.

“Ah, no please, not too loud, my brain is pounding,” he says grabbing his head.

“Yea I bet,” she says leaning against his desk, as she folds her arms. Her glare in place.

Liam looks up once he hears her voice, “Aria, love. Oh my god! What time is it?” he says looking around, confused.

Aria takes his wrist and shows him his watch- 10:45.

“Oh love, I am so sorry.”

“Yea, me too,” she says shaking her head.

“I didn’t mean to miss our date, love…”

“Liam, what happened?” she says confused.

“My mother stopped by-“

“Wow. Ok, so this is how you deal with that. Getting wasted at work?” she says rolling her eyes, “Good to know,” she says starting to walk to the door.

“Would you just wait? You never let me explain. You just make your own conclusion and you run.”

“Quite frankly, I am tired of your explanations.”

“Ok, fine. Leave. Everybody does,” he says grabbing the bottle of whiskey and chugging it again.

Aria watches him as her face softens, she walks back over to him, taking the bottle from his hands.

Liam looks up at her, confused yet broken.

“What happened Liam?” she asks concerned.

“You don’t have to pretend to care, the door is right there love,” he says standing unsteadily.

Aria catches him as he loses his footing.

“Ok, you know what -let’s get you home.” she says grabbing his briefcase and his phone.

Aria and Liam exit the building, Liam’s sleek black car parked right outside. His driver rushes out to give her a hand.

“What happened?” he asks worried.

“Your guess is as good as mine,” she says.

“I was just about to check on him, he usually works late but not this late!” his driver says.

“So this is not a regular occurrence then?” Aria asks as they get Liam into the back seat of the car.

“No. Mr. Whitmore is more of a social drinker. Never drinks on the job.”

Aria nods.

“Can we drop you somewhere on the way?” he asks kindly.

“Um actually I think I’m going to stay with him. Just to make sure he’s ok.” Aria says climbing in after Liam.


Liam wakes up on his couch, his head pounding, his apartment dark and silent. He goes to get up, and grabs his head, wincing.

Finally his eyes adjust to the darkness as he sees Aria sleeping in his nearby love seat.

He smiles slightly and quietly walks over to her, kneeling down he strokes her legs softly with his hands, “Aria,” he whispers.

Her eyes flutter open, as she sees him kneeled before her, “Hey,” she says cupping his face.  “How are you feeling?” she says her eyes focusing on him, her face worried.

“Not great. What happened?” he says confused.

“You really don’t remember anything?” she says.

“I assume alcohol was involved, but I’m not much of a drinker so I’m kind of…yea details are a little hazy,” he says confused.

“Well…” she says getting up and taking his hand leading them to a seat on the couch as she clicks on a lamp.

“We were supposed to have our…special….sexy….night…”

“That I remember,” he says smirking.

“Well that didn’t really happen.”

“I missed it?” he says sadly.

“Oh yea,” she says her eyes widening. “You were supposed to pick me up for 8 and time just kept slipping by and you never showed. At first I just figured you were running late at work, then I was worried something happened, but then I got in my head and decided that maybe you were standing me up.”

“I wouldn’t do that,” he says taking her hand in his.

“I don’t know, I just got so mad at you and I went to your office, and there you were passed out with a bottle of whiskey.”

“Oh lord, yes, that um, that sounds vaguely familiar,” he says stroking his scruffy chin, as he winces in embarrassment.

“Do you remember why you all of the sudden decided to drink?” she asks.

“My mother stopped by.” he says rolling his eyes.

“You did mention that,” she says. “What did she want?”

“She came to discuss her disappointment in me. How I should be falling in line and doing what is expected of me.” Liam says looking away.

“Oh Liam-” she says cupping his face.

“She also came to show me…this,” he says reaching into his briefcase and pulling out the magazine.

Aria takes it and reads the headline.

“Wow!” she says her eyes wide, “we look hot,” she says smiling up at him.

Liam looks at her confused, “Wait you’re not mad? I thought you’d be offended. I know I was. And I’m used to having my picture in the papers.”

“I mean look, I’m not thrilled to have my private life plastered across the cover of a cheap tabloid. But I mean it was bound to happen. You are part of rich elite society. And the headline, at least it’s clever, right? You have to give them credit for trying.” she says shrugging and tossing the magazine on his coffee table.

Liam laughs as he lets out a sigh.

“Did you really think I would hold this against you? I mean it’s not your fault.”

“I just didn’t know how you’d take it? I didn’t know if you’d feel like it was too much to deal with and walk away.”

Aria looks down, suddenly ashamed. She exhales, annoyed.

“What?” he says worried.

“I completely understand why you felt that way. I run. A lot. When it comes to feeling anything even remotely romantic, I run. It’s sad that you already know that about me. I mean even last night after finding you like that, I just wrote the end of the story myself and decided you were an alcoholic who couldn’t be trusted and almost didn’t let you explain.”

“Wow. Ok, well I’m not an alcoholic. Just to clarify. I just had a bad day, and drank on an empty stomach. But I can see how it would look bad. But I’m glad you stuck around. Even though I don’t exactly remember how I got you to stay.” he says smirking.

“You showed me a little vulnerability,” she says shrugging.

“What does that mean?” he asks starring into her eyes, as he strokes her cheek, she leans in placing a kiss on his lips.

“In the midst of calling me out for always running off, you sort of implied that you’ve been left by a lot of people. And just the way you said it, it broke my heart. I knew I couldn’t leave you that way.”

Liam nods, clearing his throat, he looks away, his hands pulling away from her as he stands up.

“Well um, thank you again, love. I appreciate it. And I am so sorry about missing our night. I will make it up to you,” he says looking at her.

“I know you will.” she says smiling as she stands up, she kisses him.

 “You look ravishing by the way,” whispers against her lips, before kissing her again, his hands pulling her waist toward him.

Aria laughs, “You should see what I’m wearing underneath this,” she says raising an eyebrow as Liam sighs, he kisses her again.

“Trust me, if this hangover wasn’t punishment enough already, I am now mentally kicking myself for not being able to get you out of that dress,” he whispers in his husky, sexy, voice.

Aria laughs, “Aw, well don’t do that. We’ll get our night soon.” she says kissing him. “I should get going. My cousins are probably freaking out, it’s like 4 am.”

“Ok, well let me call Will, so he can give you a ride-“

“It’s ok, I’m fine-“

“Aria, love, its 4 am, shut up. You’re taking the ride,” he says placing a kiss on her shocked face.

“I’m sorry love, it’s just that you protest so much. I just want you to be safe.” he says with as sweet smirk.

“Nice save,” she says smirking as she pulls him into a kiss.

Liam laughs as he wraps his arms around her waist.

“Bye,” she says smiling up at him.

“Bye love, Thank you again,” he says smirking.

“Anytime,” she says blowing him a kiss as she leaves.


*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*


Move- Chapter 18

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 17 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE

Liam and Aria stand in front of her apartment building as she digs in her purse for her keys.

“I um…I’d invite you up, but-” Aria begins to say as she looks down at her keys, fiddling in her hands.

“But that may not be the best of ideas?” Liam asks smirking.

“No, probably not,” she says smiling.

“You know that’s not all it’s about for me, right? I mean I won’t deny that I want you, but I want to get to know you first. Before anything else escalates between us. I know we can get wrapped up in each other, and lose ourselves. But I will make more of an effort to keep myself in check.”

“Thank you. But I mean, it’s not just you. I know I can be rather forward. And I will work on that too.”

“I must admit I am usually far greater at exercising self-control. But being around you, I find it rather difficult.”

“I um… (clears her throat) I know what you mean,” she says with a flirtatious smile as she looks up at him.

Liam smirks at her as their eyes lock in intensity.

“Screw it,” Aria says pulling him into a kiss as they push through her building door, his hands sliding up and down her figure.


Aria and Liam crash into her apartment.

“My bedroom is back this way,” she says pulling him by his collar.

Liam kisses her passionately as he follows her lead, “Aria, love, are you trying to kill me?” he whispers as he lets out a husky laugh against her lips.

“I think it’s safe to say no,” she whispers as she kisses him with more urgency than before, wrapping her arms around his neck as he lifts her legs up around his waist.

“You really think we’re ready for this? I mean we just said-“

“I know what I said, just kiss me,” she says as his lips crash over hers. He walks them into her bedroom.

Liam places her gently on her bed, as she rips open his shirt, stroking his chest.

He leans into a kiss as he cups her face, his other hand slides the zipper of her dress down.

“Aria,” he whispers nervously as his eyes lock onto hers.

“Close the door,” she whispers.

Liam looks at her, he kisses her passionately and then walks over to the door closing it.


Aria let’s out a scream as Liam laughs lightly, the two wrapped up in each other’s arms, clothing scattered, but Aria and Liam still in their under garments.

“So you are ticklish, aren’t you love?” Liam says tickling her sides, placing a kiss on her lips as he slides his hands along her body.

“I guess a little,” she says laughing as she kisses him her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

Liam chuckles, deepening their kiss. Flipping them, as his lips work their way down to her neck.

“Liam…” she whispers, her body moving closer to him.

“Hmm?” he whispers against her skin.

“What are we doing?” she asks with a laugh as she looks down at their entangled bodies.

“If it’s not obvious, I’m seriously going to have to rethink my powers of seduction,” he says with a laugh as he kisses her.

“I’m serious? Why are we still wearing clothes, get these off,” she says reaching for the waistline of his boxers.

“Alright! Ok!” he says laughing as he stops her hands.

“What?” she says sadly.

“Aria, I want you. Trust me. I do. I am fighting everything in me right now. You are making it very hard for me to think straight. But I promised you I would.”

“We can change our minds, can’t we?” she says stroking her hands up and down his chest.

“I have to admit your kind of giving me whiplash here. One minute I’m moving too fast for you and distracting you from your dream, then the next you’re trying to take my clothes off. I don’t know what you want from me, love.”

“I’m sorry, I know! Ugh! What is wrong with me?” she says covering her face.

“Nothing,” he says cupping her face as he pouts.

“I just, when we’re alone. I just- I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to be with you. It’s like logic falls out of my head and I can’t think straight. I don’t want to.”

“That’s all well and good love. I know how you feel, because I feel the same way. And the truth is we can have sex. We’re both adults, we both want to. But I want it to be the right time. I don’t want you to regret it.”

“I honestly don’t think I could ever regret being with you,” she says raising her eyebrows as her hands slide along his toned abs.

“I think that’s just your hormones talking,” he says smirking as a chuckle escapes his lips.

“Maybe. But I don’t think that has to be a bad thing,” Aria says kissing his neck.

“You know, (clears his throat) there are other things we could do,” he says lowering himself on the mattress.

“Really?” she says flirtatiously. “Do tell?” she says opening her legs as her back arches her body closer to him.

“I’d prefer to show you,” he whispers his eyes peering up at her, intensely yet sparkling blue.

Aria leans back as she grabs a poll on her headboard.

“So just to be clear, we’re going to do everything, but have sex?” Aria asks confused.

“Let’s start here, and see how much you can handle,” Liam smirks as he ducks beneath her sheets.

Aria let’s out a breathy moan as her other hand claws at the sheets.


The next morning Aria peeks out of her bed room door.

“Coast is clear, come on, hurry!” she says pulling him by the hand.

“Are you ashamed of me, love?” he asks with a chuckle as she pulls him to the front door.

“No I am saving you from having to answer to my most likely very cranky, and sleep deprived roommates,” Aria says standing up on her tippy toes, placing a kiss on his lips.

“You were quite loud, love.” he says smirking

Aria gasps as she hints him in the chest.

“We didn’t even get to the main event,” he says his eyes flickering as he reaches for the hem of her oversized t-shirt.

“Hey!” she says slapping his hands away with a laugh, “It’s not my fault you had my head spinning,” she says laughing as her cheeks begin to blush.

“Oh love, you have no idea, that was nothing,” he whispers pulling her into him as he kisses her passionately.

“Hmm,” she says smiling up at him, as she kisses him again her hands sliding down his bare chest, his white collared shirt hangs open. “Cover this sexy body up, please. I’d like to not have my man displayed for all the world to see,” she whispers against his lips as he laughs.

“Yes ma’am,” he smirks as he starts to button his shirt.

Aria smiles brightly at him as she hands him his suit jacket.

“Hmm, I like being your man. Yea. That works,” he says leaning in and placing a kiss on her lips.

“Yea?” she asks scrunching her nose, as she looks up at him.

“Yea,” he says nodding, his heart melting as he kisses her again.

“Call me?” she asks.

“Of course,” he smirks, “bye love,” he whispers kissing her once more before leaving.

Aria closes her door and leans up against it. She grabs her chest, “Oh my god!” she whispers to herself. Closing her eyes replaying last night’s events.

Opening her eyes she’s met with two very frazzled cousins.

“There better be coffee,” Yolanda says walking into the kitchen.

Layla groans in agreement as she drags her feet over to a seat at the island.

“Did I wake you…last night?” Aria says wincing.

“Ya think? I swear if you both didn’t have jobs he would have spent all afternoon here too!” Layla says.

“You’re probably right about that.” Aria says smiling coyly.

Yolanda and Layla both give her a look.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so vocal about it…” Aria says as she grabs a water from the fridge and then doubles back and switches it for a Gatorade.

“So I take it things went well with Liam. Gatorade good huh?” Layla says pointing to her drink of choice.

“Um…yes, but we uh didn’t actually have sex…”

“So then what was with all the “Oh Liam!” “Oh my god, Liam!”” Layla and Yolanda yell making fun of her.

“Hey, you know there are other things you can do…” Aria says shrugging her shoulders.

“Oh yes ok. I am aware. But really that’s all you did… And he just offered?” Yolanda asked.

“Yup,” Aria says smiling as she grabs a banana from the fruit bowl on the kitchen island.

“Wow, that’s…” Yolanda begins.

“Hot,” Layla finishes.

“Very,” Aria says raising an eyebrow. “But trust me, I definitely returned the favor,” she says smirking.

Layla and Yolanda burst out laughing.

“Oh my god! You dirty bird.” Layla says.

“I’m just really happy,” Aria says smiling brightly.

“Good,” Yolanda says smiling.

“You deserve it,” Layla agrees.


*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*


Move- Chapter 17

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 16  HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE


Liam sits in his office staring at a mound of paperwork in front of him. As his phone rings for the third time, the name “Mum” flashing across it. He scoffs ignoring it as he picks it up and tosses it in his side draw.

Liam sets to making calls and answering emails as time passes him by. Anne comes in.

“Mr. Whitmore, it’s 8:30, I’m going to head out.”

“Oh, I must have completely lost track of time. My apologies Anne, please have a good night. Thank you for staying so late, I will certainly make sure you are compensated for your time.”

“Thank you sir. If I may suggest…you really should go home yourself. You seem exhausted. This will all be here tomorrow.”

Liam’s face falls.

“I’ve overstepped, I’m so sorry sir.”

“Oh no, no it’s not that Anne. Come on you and I are a team, you could never offend me. You know me better than that. I just know that you’re right, is all.”

“Oh, ok.” Anne says with a smile. “Try to take some time to relax, you deserve it.”

“Thank you Anne, I appreciate you saying that,” Liam says with a nod.

“Good night sir,” Anne says with a smile.

“Good night,” Liam says as she leaves.

Liam sits at his desk as he sighs, his phone buzzing in his draw.

He stands up looking out at the skyline. The sun had long set into a hue of colors that you couldn’t recreate if you tried.

There’s a knock on his door as it creaks open, “Hi,” Aria says.

Liam freezes, knowing her voice well.

He turns, their eyes meeting instantly.

“I tried calling you first but-“

His phone buzzes in his desk.

“I’m sorry, I was getting an insane amount of calls from my mum, so I just kind of shoved it in a draw. Out of sight, out of mind.”

“I tried the office phone too…”

“Anne transfers the calls to voicemail before she leaves.”

“Ah.” Aria says nodding as her eyes fall to her fidgeting hands.

“You must have really wanted to talk to me. I mean it just seems like you went through a lot of trouble to find me.”

“Yea I just um- I felt bad, about what I said. I shouldn’t have been so harsh.”

“No, its ok, you were right.”

“Still, it was out of line. I mean we don’t know each other long enough or well enough for me to judge your choices. So I just wanted to say, that I’m sorry.”

“Apology accepted. It was unnecessary, but I do appreciate it.”

Aria looks up at him as she nods.

“Is that all you came to tell me?”

“I don’t know, I guess that depends.” she says shrugging.

“Depends on what?” he asks loosening his tie a bit as his heart begins to beat quicker. He coughs, nervously.

“On whether or not your explanation is worth a second chance. It occurred to me that my cousins and I may have been making some of our own judgements about you too. And I don’t think that’s fair. So if you still want a chance to explain, I’m all ears.” she says with a small smile.

Liam let’s out a sigh of relief as he walks over to her, cupping her face, he places a kiss on her lips.

Aria responds quicker than she would have liked, her arms wrapping around his neck, his hands cupping under her thighs as he lifts her up onto his desk.

Things get rather heated as Liam slides his hands up her legs, landing under her dress on her thighs.

Just then, the office door swings open, the janitor walks in, startling them.

“Oh, Edgar. Hello.” Liam says straitening his tie as Aria jumps down from the desk, fixing her dress.

“My apologies sir, I thought you had left, please, as you were.” he says smiling as he exits he gives Liam a thumbs up.

Liam closes his eyes and shakes his head, clearly embarrassed.

Aria laughs as Liam joins in.

“Dirty old man, that Edgar.” Aria says looking after his retreating figure as he puts his headphones on, whistling to his current playlist.

“The worst,” Liam says laughing as he reaches for Aria, placing his hands on her waist and squeezing her sides as his eyes flicker a certain heat.

“Although I do think that might have been a sign that we are moving too quick, too soon, once again. I did say IF your explanation was good enough. And I have yet to actually hear one,” Aria says raising her eyebrows in expectation, as she smiles.

“I am terribly sorry love, I didn’t mean to be disrespectful. I just saw you and I couldn’t help myself,” he says in a sexy whisper, as his hands slide down over her backside.

“Clearly,” she says removing his hands as he laughs.

“Shall we go for a walk, I’m not good in confined spaces around you,” he says looking at her with a smirk.

“Yes, a walk is good,” she says nodding, a small smile creeping onto her lips.

“Lead the way,” he says holding his hand out.

Aria smiles as she begins to walk away, his eyes glance her over. She turns quickly back toward him, and notices. “Excuse you? I saw that,” she says with a gasp.

Liam blushes. “Can you blame me?”

Aria narrows her eyes at him, as she reaches past him, she grazes him with her chest accidently, and he freezes, he inhales sharply. Trying to fight all impulse.

“I forgot my bag,” she says waving it, as she strings it onto her shoulder and exits the room.

Liam lets out a chuckle as he follows after her sauntering curvy figure, a smirk on his lips.

They get on the elevator and Liam looks at her.

“Stop it.” she says a smirk hiding under her stern face.

“What, love?” he asks innocently.

“Stop looking at me like that, and hands where I can see them,” she says pointing as he holds up both hands with a fake serious face.

The elevator doors close.


Aria and Liam walk along as they pass city street vendors and people hustling about.

Liam eyes her discreetly, he gently takes her hand, lacing his fingers through hers.

Aria looks down, slightly shocked.

“Why Liam Whitmore I do believe we’re in public,” she says in a playful, yet condescending tone.

Liam pulls her to him, “I do believe we’ve already almost had very public sex, this is nothing,” he says kissing her passionately.

A bystander snaps a picture that goes unnoticed by the doting new “couple.”

Aria feels her knees going, as she forces herself to pull away.

“Liam,” she says her voice low and uncertain.

“I’m sorry, love,” he whispers giving her some distance.

“Maybe we should go get something to eat, ya know put a table between us.” she says with a little laugh.

“We could always just end up sitting on the same side of the table, you know love?”

“We could. But we won’t. Because I still haven’t heard any kind of explanation from you.”

“Right,” he says sullenly.

Aria smirks as she points to a small restaurant nearby.

Liam sits across from Aria in silence. His eyes downcast.

Aria looks at him confused.

“I’m sorry. I don’t understand you Liam. You say you want a chance to explain and here I am giving you one. Your last one, by the way. And you still have nothing to say?”

“Aria, my family is complicated…”

“No. Ok. That’s not what I wanna hear. I don’t want to hear about your mom or the business and what they want from you. I want to hear about what you want.”

“It’s difficult. I guess I’ve never really been asked that question,” Liam says his eye brows scrunching together.

“Well I’m asking. Try. Think.”

“Aria I-” he says at a loss for words.

“You know what, this was a mistake,” she says getting up.

“No Aria, wait, please,” he says grabbing her hand.

Aria instantly feels a spark.

She looks at him and walks around and sits next to him.

“Look. It was very clear to me, very early on, that I was attracted to you. When we are together, it is extremely overwhelming. You make me feel…a lot of things,” she says with a small sexy laugh. “I know that if we were to just base this thing on physical attraction and sexual desires, we’d score 10/10. Do you agree?”

“Absolutely,” he says his eyes glistening the same familiar heat.

“But-that’s not enough for me. I need to know that the man that I’m with can talk to me and can listen and hear me too. I get that you were raised a certain way. But in order for this to work I need you to talk to me. And be honest about what you want. From life, from me. Because I’m telling you right now, if I’m just some experiment to you…”

“You are not an experiment. I swear to you, Aria. I care for you…deeply,” he says starring into her eyes as he cups her face.

“I care for you too,” she says with a small smile.

Liam sighs as he goes to lean in, and then stops.

“May I kiss you?” he asks.

Aria laughs, rolling her eyes, “Shut up,” she says pulling him into a kiss. “You really don’t know how relationships work, do you?” she asks with a laugh, her lips still grazing his.

“Clearly not.” he shakes his head as he laughs.

“What do you want?” she whispers.

“You.” he whispers back, pulling her into a kiss, “All of you, your heart, your mind.”

Aria looks up at him as she waits for the next, she arches her eyebrow, “my body?” she asks with sass.

“When the time is right, yes, your body too. Hell yes,” he says with a smirk as she laughs and leans into his lips again.

“And what about your mother…what do we do about her?” Aria asks.

“She doesn’t get a say in who I spend my time with, not anymore.”

“Are you going to tell her that?”

“I mean I think my mum is starting to gather that from the hundreds of unanswered phone calls and me calling her a monster at the ball.”

“You called her a monster?” Aria says her eyes wide.

“Well she is, I’m just so sorry that it took her hurting you for me to realize that.”

“So you did…stick up for me?” Aria says pouting as she cups his face, placing a kiss on his lips.

“Well I tried to, but she’s a shark and wanted me to still fall in line and smile for pictures. Which I did. And I’m sorry for that Aria. I know I should have done more, I should have fought harder. But I want you to know that from now on I will. Even if it means never talking to her again.”

“Liam. You could never do that.”

“Yes I could. For you.  For us. I could. I will.” he says grabbing her hand and lifting it to his lips as he places a kiss on it.

“I would never want you to,” Aria says her voice low, her eyes soft.

Liam looks at her confused.

“You fighting with your mother is not what I want. I just want you to stand up for yourself. Tell her what you want. She obviously loves you, eventually she’ll come around.”

“I don’t know about that, she and my sister, haven’t spoken in years.”

“That’s your fear isn’t it? That you’re the only glue still holding your family together?”

Liam looks down at their hands. He falls silent.

“Hey…talk to me,” She says tightening her grip on his hand as she strokes his chest with her other, trying to comfort him.

“You really just get in there, don’t you, love? Right into people’s souls?”

“What can I say, it’s a gift.” she smiles draping an arm around his shoulders as she cups his neck with her hand.

“I want to talk to you. But it’s not exactly easy for me, Aria. I mean I haven’t said these words out loud. Ever.” he says looking at her.

“Ok, I can understand that. And given the fact that we don’t know each other that well yet, I can see you being hesitant about telling me all your deepest darkest secrets.”

“It’s not that. It’s not you. In fact, you are the only person I feel has ever actually asked me what I want. And I am so grateful to you for that. I just, I guess I just worry that once I admit these truths to you, I will finally have to admit them to myself.”

“Is that such a bad thing, though? I mean when we run from things, and we don’t take the time to deal with them and work through them, we just end up living half a life. We just keep running. I don’t want that for you. Or for us.”

“You are something special, aren’t you?” he says leaning into kiss her.

Aria smiles as she wipes lipstick from his lips.

“How about I start…” Aria says. Liam nods.

“I feel like you and I really have something here. But I’m scared. Because right now, I am supposed to be spending ever free second I have working towards my dream. And ever since I met you, I have been easily distracted. And I’m not blaming you. I want to be with you. But I also fear that you could easily walk away at any point and you’d be fine. But I could lose everything. This is my last shot. And I was risking that to figure out what we are, because I believe you’re worth it. I want it all. A career, a partner, a life of love. But I do worry that what if things change. What if this thing fizzles out as quickly as it started?”

Liam looks at her, and his eyes fill.

“Aria, I-” he stops looking down as he sighs.

Aria smiles simply up at him as she takes his hands in hers.

“Take your time, I’m not going anywhere,” she says softly.

“I can’t make you believe me. I can only tell you my truth. And the truth is…I’ve never felt this way about anyone. Ever. My heart explodes every time I see you or hear your voice. I just want to be with you, (he says pulling her into a sweet kiss), every minute. I don’t know what the future holds, I can’t promise you everything will be perfect. But I can promise you, that I will do whatever I can to make this- us, work. I just want us to have the time to see how we’d be together. I promise to always fight for you, to be more open and tell you what I want and how I feel. I promise to be honest. And I promise to fall crazy, head over heels in love with you.” he says smiling down at her.

Aria smiles brightly as she pulls him into a kiss. Liam wrapping his arms tightly around her waist as he sighs into her lips.

He pulls away for a minute, “I want you to know. I will respect your dream. When you need to rehearse, I will not get in your way. I can tell how much this showcase means to you. I would never want to jeopardize that for you.”

Aria looks up at him “Thank you,” she says stroking his face gently, before kissing him sweetly.

Liam looks at her, “Thank you, love.” he says cupping her face and leaning into another kiss.

A bystander snaps a picture, unknown to the new couple.



*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*


Move- Chapter 16

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 15 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE


Aria shuts the radio off as she begins to roll up the cord and gather her stuff from another dance practice session.

She catches his reflection in the mirror standing behind her.

“Hi,” he says his voice low.

“This is a closed practice.” she says continuing to pack up her stuff.

“Aria, I know that I handled things poorly the other night,” he says walking closer toward her.

“That’s an understatement,” she says grabbing her stuff and walking past him towards the door.

“Aria, please. I’m utterly gutted.”

“Who talks like this?” she says swinging around.

He looks at her confused.

“Just say what you actually mean.” she says rolling her eyes.

“I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I should have fought for you sooner, harder. I should have told my mother off on a greater scale. I mean if it makes you feel any better I haven’t spoken to her in days. Which if you recall is quite unheard of.”

“Yea she only calls every hour,” Aria says rolling her eyes yet again.

“Aria I’m so sorry. I really want this to work between us. I don’t want society to get in the way of that. I like you… so much. It’s actually quite overwhelming how quickly I’ve fallen for you.” he says, his eyes locking onto hers. Aria’s stomach flips as the hardened exterior around her heart begins to melt in his presence.

“Why?” she says trying to remain guarded, “Why me?”

“Well, I imagine it’s because you are quite staggering, love. I didn’t stand a chance,” he says his voice perfectly raspy and a small smirk at the corner of his lips.

“I’ve seen you in action, it’s not like you don’t have vast opportunities to be with tons of women.”

“Aria, you are nothing like any of the women I’ve dated in the past.”

“Gee thanks,” she says in a huff, her eyes rolling.

“Oh gosh, no, no, I mean that in a good way. I seem to be already mucking this up,” he says, a look of defeat spreading across his face.

Aria softens, “Aren’t you used to rejection? I mean you are a businessman.”

“Well no, actually, quite frankly I usually get what I’m after,” he says coughing nervously as he loosens his tie. His sleeves already rolled up as he holds his jacket at his side. Aria’s eyes take notice. Damn he’s sexy, she thinks.

“Hmm, it’s interesting really,” she says walking out the door, leaving him confused.

He rushes after her.

“Was that the end of our conversation?” he says as she walks to the street, holding her hand up to hail a cab.

Aria laughs, “…it’s interesting how when it comes to business and what you feel you HAVE to do, you’ll fight for it. You’ll make sure you get what you want. Or at least what your mom makes you think you want. But when it’s something personal, something that you want for yourself, you cower.”

Liam looks at her, taken back by her honesty. A blow to his ego and to his heart.

A cab halts nearby.

“That’s my ride. What? You didn’t actually think I’d make this easy on you. Did you?” she smirks, “besides it’s just an observation, from a little commoner like me. Now, this conversation is over.” she says getting into the cab.

As it drives away Aria feels vindicated for a brief moment, but then the ache sets in. Deeper than the night of the fundraiser. Why is it that she can stand the hurt when someone hurts her but when she’s the one hurting someone, the weight in her heart is even more overwhelming. Damn her empathetic nature.


Aria sits on a bench in the ladies locker room, surrounded by her girl gang and overall support system.

“Was I too hard on him? I mean it’s not like we’ve been dating for years and years and he’s wronged me so many times. This was his first offense.”

“I mean I think you were spot on, you don’t need him.” Yolanda says taking a sip from her water bottle.

“No she doesn’t. But the question is…do you want him? Because there’s a difference,” Allie says imparting her relationship wisdom.

All the women look at Aria. Watching. Waiting.

“I do. Damn it! I still do. I can’t shake it. Walking away from him in that moment was seriously one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. And then I could tell he was really hurt by what I said. It was like I sucker punched him with my words,” Aria says covering her face.

“Well I say good for him. He needed to hear that.” Molly says nodding her head as Yolanda taps her water bottle into hers in the form of a cheers agreement.

“Lay, what do you think?” Aria asks, her head spinning.

Layla looks around nervously. “Oh am I like the tie breaker here? I really don’t like holding that much power.”

“Lay, come on, I really need to know what you think. You were there the night of the ball. What do you think? Do you think he’s worth a second glance?”

“I mean, he IS insanely hot…”

They all laugh as Yolanda frowns, rolling her eyes.

“Yea she is right, you should at least hit that before quitting it,” Allie says laughing as Aria gasps. “Oh please don’t act like you haven’t already thought about it, you just told us how you nearly did it at a public party with nearly 300 people including his mother in attendance,” Allie says laughing.

All the girls clap in fits of laughter, “True,” Aria says smirking.

“Look I can’t tell you what to do. Because you can get hurt either way, and I hate the idea of that. But I will say, he did look like he was genuinely a mess when you walked away from him that night. I realize this isn’t an easy situation, you’re from two different worlds. But it’s not impossible. Maybe you can at least hear him out. No witty comebacks, just listen. And if he doesn’t make one last, solid case, then walk away for good. You don’t wanna sit here, night after night wondering, what if.” Layla says.

All the girls except Yolanda kind of nod in agreement.

“You are way beyond your years girl,” Aria says smiling as she drapes an arm around her younger cousin’s shoulders.

“Oh, but yes please do have sex. Because he is one fine man.” Layla says smiling, as the girls all cheer and yell in praise.

Yolanda walks out of the room.

“I got her.” Aria says looking at a worried Layla as she turns rushing after Yolanda.

“Yoyo, come on we’re all adults here,” she calls as she follows her out of the gym and onto the sidewalk.

“You just don’t get it,” Yolanda says turning toward her, her eyes filling with tears.

“I suppose I don’t,” Aria says becoming instantly worried, “Yoyo what’s going on with you?”

“I’m sorry, this is my shit, I don’t wanna drag you into it,” she says wiping her tears in frustration.

“Yolanda, we’re family. Your shit is my shit. Besides you’re allowed to have your moments, you can’t be strong every second of every day. It’s ok to feel sad.”

“I’m so sorry. I’ve been so judgey and so controlling. And it’s only because I’ve been where you are. And it didn’t end well for me.”

“What do you mean?”

“A few years ago, when I was still in nursing school, I fell in love with this guy. He was gorgeous and wealthy and he and I were really hot and heavy for months. But he would always make excuses to not hang out in public, or make excuses to not introduce me to his family. At first it was cute, he would say things like, “Let’s stay in, I just want you all to myself.” And it didn’t really phase me for a while, because I loved him. When we were alone, it was like, I was his whole world. And things got really heated one night and we had sex.”

Aria’s eyes widen.

“The next morning I woke up and he was gone. I tried calling, texting, he never responded. He ignored me at school, like I didn’t even exist. It was like he got what he wanted and that was it. And it hurt like hell. I just couldn’t understand, how someone could lie like that. Just make you feel like they cared so much, and then boom, nothing. Like I meant nothing. And that was my first time.” she says wiping the tears falling away.

“Oh Yolanda. I’m so sorry. I never knew.” She says pulling her into a hug.

“I know you didn’t. I didn’t want you to. I just kept living in this vicious thought cycle of what did I do? Why didn’t he want me? Why wasn’t I good enough? And then finally one day, I overheard him talking to a group of his guy friends in the school cafeteria, and I remember hearing someone ask “whatever happened to that Latina chick, you banged,” and he responded, “she was fun, hot as hell, but come on bro, I can’t bring her home. She’d never fit in.” I give him credit, his response could have been much more revolting, but to demean me to a fun, hot, Latina chick he once banged. I just, couldn’t have it. So I walked over and gave him a swift knee to the nuts,” Yolanda says as Aria burst out laughing.

“Oh my god, Yes! That’s amazing. What did he say?” Aria says through her laugh.

“He couldn’t say much,” Yolanda laughs, “But I just looked at him and said, “that was for…well let’s be honest, you know what that was for. But in case you and your homies here are too slow, that’s a proper hello from a Latina chick. Have a nice day, boys.”

“Oh my god, I love you. That’s amazing. I really wish I could have been there to see that.”

Yolanda laughs. “I felt really good after that. But that doesn’t mean that my self-esteem didn’t take a major hit.”

“Of course, I mean I can only imagine. But that’s a reflection of him, not you. You’re amazing.”

“Oh I know that.” Yolanda says nodding.

Aria laughs pulling her into a hug.

“So did you ever hear from him again?”

“I did. He came to my dorm that night and apologized and told me it wasn’t personal. That it’s his family who puts this crazy social status pressure on him and how he did really like me but he didn’t know how to handle that, and blah, blah, blah.”

“Wow, so what’d you do?”

“I told him, that I didn’t believe him, and that I was over it. That wasn’t entirely true, but I just couldn’t trust him, not after that. If you love someone, I mean really love someone you would want to shout it to the world. And you wouldn’t let anyone keep you from doing so. And I know your situation is entirely different. And I’ve been projecting my fears onto you. And I am sorry for that. I just never want you to hurt the way I did. And when you met Liam… I don’t know… it just started to feel all too familiar.”

“Yoyo, I’m so sorry I’ve been so insensitive.”

“Hey you didn’t know. I’m sorry I lied to you. I know I put on this virginal act and now it seems like I’m a total hypocrite. I mean granted I haven’t been with anyone since, but still.”

“No. It’s understandable that you wouldn’t want to go there with someone, after having someone do what he did to you. But just because one guy did that, doesn’t mean they all will.”

“I know. I guess I’m just scared.”

“You? Scared? You’re a warrior. The bravest person I know. Look what you do for a living.”

Yolanda laughs, as she wipes more tears from her cheeks.

“There is this one guy…” she says.

“It’s Dr. Greene isn’t it?”

“Yes!” Yolanda says squeezing her eyes closed tightly.

“Ah! I knew it! I know sex eyes when I see them.”

“We haven’t had sex obviously…”

“Yea but have you thought about it?” Aria says smirking at her cousin.

Yolanda looks away as a crimson flush creeps onto her cheeks.

Aria gasps as she playfully hits her cousin’s shoulder.

“Atta girl,” she says smiling.

“Hey, a girl can day dream. But the truth is we haven’t even really gone out. He just has hinted several times that he’d like to take me out. But he is my boss, and with that comes an entire slew of ethics. He’s my superior so it really isn’t allowed.”

“Do you want to go out with him?” Aria asks her curiosity at its peak.

“Yes. God yes. Have you seen him? He’s gorgeous and he’s incredibly smart. He’s an amazing doctor and he is so sweet. I get butterflies just thinking about him. But it would be very complicated and we’d have to sneak around. And I just can’t do that again.”

“You know, sneaking around forbidden territory could be extremely sexy and fun, and damn it, girl you deserve to have some hot, sexy, fun.”

Yolanda covers her mouth, “Aria!” she says laughing.

“What, you are a young woman with needs, there’s no shame in admitting it.”

Yolanda and Aria laugh and wrap each other in a bear hug.

“I think I need to see Liam, I just need to know if what I felt was real. If what he felt was real. If nothing else, I need closure.”

“Ok, well then that’s what you should do. Just….please be careful and when in doubt-“

“Knee to the nuts.” Aria says nodding as Yolanda nods laughing.



*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*



Move- Chapter 15 (FINALLY!!!)

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 14 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE


Aria bursts through the large golden doors as Yolanda follows closely behind, dragging Layla along.

“Ari, Ari wait!” Yolanda yells after her.

“Are you happy, you were right?” Aria says swinging around, tears filling in her eyes.

“Of course I’m not happy. I can’t be happy if you’re not happy.” Yolanda says.

“Ok, I’m lost, what’s going on?” Layla says confused.

“Liam’s mother just basically called me a gold digging whore, and he did nothing to defend me.”

“What!” Layla yells dumbfounded.

Just then the gold doors swing open, and Liam rushes through them, his eyes locking on Aria’s.

“Aria!” he calls.

“I need to get out of here.” Aria says turning away from him and rushing off.

“Aria, Aria please wait,” he says as Yolanda steps in front of his path, halting him.

“No,” she says holding her hand up.

Layla stands beside her sister, crossing her arms.

“I just wanna say, even though I just met you, well sort of- I really don’t like you.” Layla says walking off to find Aria.

Liam sighs, “Look, my mum is old fashioned, she believes in social status and…”

“And what, you don’t?” Yolanda says challenging him, “Nice, tux, by the way. Must have set you back quite a few thousands,” she says sarcastically.

“Yolanda, I realize that this was not a good first impression. But my family’s hang ups are not my own. I adore Aria. She is the first woman who has ever made me feel alive. Who didn’t buy into the whole wealthy equals worth machine. It’s all bluster and bullshit. She knows what my family still has yet to learn. But I promise you, I’m already there. Please just let me talk to her,” he says his eyes glancing in the direction of where she ran off to.

“Why should I? She clearly doesn’t want to talk to you. Hence her running away the minute she saw your face.”

“Please, I know she’s hurt, I just need a chance to explain…”

“Yea, that’s still a no.” Yolanda says crossing her arms over her chest. “Do you have any idea how much Aria has fought through to get where she is today?”

“She told me a bit about her parents and how she just found you two, just a few years ago,” Liam says his eyes gentle. His voice cautious.

“Yea, but I’m sure you don’t know it all, I mean how could you?”

“I suppose your right.” Liam says sullenly. “But I’d like the chance to.”

“You say that now, but what happens the next time, you’re seen in public with her. What excuse will you have to come up with? We’re Latinas. We’re curvy. We’re loud. But we’re also fighters, we struggle just to make ends meet every day. Me, I’m a nurse I save lives every day. Just because people like you have the money to help, doesn’t mean that you’ve bought my brains, my skill for knowledge. Layla… she goes to Harvard, top in her class, and she’s on her way to being the most kick-ass lawyer. And Aria. Well Aria’s too damn good for you. She is beautiful, and funny and smart. She is also talented as hell. She has a dream and I will not let you, or anyone else-least of all your cruel witch of a mother- get in her way. Especially when it’s very clear that she is just a way for you to sow your oats. Nail the Latina beauty for one steamy affair just before you settle down with the leggy blonde mommy set you up with from birth. Keep that legacy safe.”

“You’re right,” Liam says in a straight forward tone.

Yolanda nods, a knowing sense of odd satisfaction in having her point proven.

“Aria is too good for me,” Liam says challenging Yolanda’s obligations.

“Good, glad we’re on the same page. So why don’t you go tell mommy that,” she says not wanting to give him any hope that her walls are breaking down.

“Forgive me, thank you for your time,” he says rather reserved as he turns and heads back toward the ballroom, straightening his tie and his tux jacket in an attempt to shake off his heartache.

Yolanda exhales heavily as she turns and walks off to find Aria and Layla. She turns the corner, and gets startled by both girls standing close by, within earshot.

“Hey, there you are. I figured you headed home.”

“I wanted to, but I just wanted to hear what he had to say. Surprise surprise it wasn’t much.” Aria says defeated as she sits on a nearby cement step. Her black gown puddling around her.

“Hey don’t you do that.” Layla says sitting next to her cousin.

“He didn’t even fight for me,” Aria says confused. “I know we haven’t been seeing each other long, and it doesn’t make sense to you. But if you guys could just feel even the slightest bit of what it felt like between he and I, you’d get it. Every time we kissed it was like…electric. I just thought there was something there. Something real.”

“In his defense…” Layla begins.

Both Aria and Yolanda give her a look.

“No,” Yolanda says sternly.

“What… I’m just saying, it’s not exactly like Yoyo gave him much of a chance to defend his feelings for you.”

“True.” Aria says with a laugh.

“Hey, he hurt you, I’m not interested in making him feel better.”

Aria laughs.

“Besides, if he really wanted to talk to you, and straighten this all out, nothing I said or did would have stopped him.”

“Also True.” Aria says nodding, “You really do have this whole mama bear thing down.”

Yolanda rolls her eyes.

“And I love you for it.” Aria says pulling Yolanda down onto the step beside her as she hugs her, Layla joins in too.

“This is all I need. You guys are my family and you are amazing. Besides, I have the dance showcase of my career in less than a month so, it’s really probably for the best. He was distracting me. It’s just such a shame we had to leave the party early, there was so much free alcohol.”

“Well… I managed to steal a bottle of champagne, courtesy of my sexy waiter boy,” Layla says pulling the bottle out of her big sack purse that one normally wouldn’t pair with a ball gown.

“Oh!” Aria says happily clapping.

“Yes. Brava,” Yolanda says with a slow cap, “Momma raised you right” Yolanda says grabbing her sister’s hand and fake crying.

Aria and Layla laugh as they all stand, Layla pops the cork. The girls scream in unison as the champagne spills over the brim of the bottle, making their way back out towards the front of the hall leading to the valet lot.

“Woo!” Aria screams throwing her hands up in the air. Layla hands her the bottle as she chugs a bit, she laughs handing it to Yolanda, as they all link arms and walk off laughing.

Liam watches from afar, standing in front of the golden doors, separating him from the life he was raised into and the life he desperately wants. As a photographer exits the doors, he asks for a picture of him, Liam nods, forcing a smile. “Excuse me,” he says walking away once the flash goes off. The light blinding his eyes. He takes out his phone, he goes to dial Aria, but instead dials his sister Evelyn “Sky.”

“Hello, bugga!” she screams.

“Hi, where are you?” he says covering one ear.

“What? I can’t hear you!” she says standing in the back of a packed club.

“Where are you?” he yells.

“Oh, my band is playing at this cheeky little pub in Brooklyn, oh bugga you’d absolutely love it. It smells of cigars and scotch. Just like–“

“Dad,” Liam says his eyes casting down.

“Dad,” Sky says sullenly.

A silence deep. Siblings know.

“Oh let’s not go there huh, bugga. How are things? How is my future sister in law, Aria?” she says with a laugh.

Liam sighs heavily.

“Oh no, trouble in paradise?” she says walking toward the door, waving to a bandmate and holding up 5 fingers, mouthing “5 minutes,” as he nods, she exits the club.

“I messed up Ev-“

“I find that hard to believe. You are quite charming. And the last time I saw you two, you could barely keep your hands off each other.”

“Yea, we were doing quite well, really well. She is…phenomenal. It was perfect actually and then we mixed our worlds and-“

“And good OLD mum happened?”

“She called her a gold digger, not even to her face, which was somehow so much worse. Aria over heard, told her off and stormed out. Nothing phased mum of course. She just expected me to move along with our evening of picture taking and painful fake grinning.”

“Well I mean I have to admit, I’m not surprised. But I am terribly sorry bugga. What happened with Aria when you went after her? What’d you say to her?”

“Not enough, it was a very public event, and there were cameras everywhere. So it couldn’t have happened at a worse time. I never actually got to speak to her.”

“Oh, Liam. That’s just awful. You really did mess this one up,” she says using his real name to amplify her seriousness.

“Thank you. Very much.” he says laughing at his sister’s well known blunt bone.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to kick you when you’re down. But if you really feel strongly for this girl, you need to do more than just the bare minimum. You have to fight for her. You can’t just sit back and sulk.”

“I do not sulk.”

“Oh bugga, yes you do.”

“I just- I don’t know how to make this right. She won’t talk to me, and I don’t want to be disrespectful to her wishes.”

“You already were, when you didn’t stand up for her in that moment. It needs to be a public declaration. A separation. You don’t want to work for the family business, don’t. You want Aria, go get her. You need to stop making excuses and live your own life. It’s time, bugga. Make the break. I’ll be here, just like you were for me.”

“I’m not as brave as you Ev-“

“Yes you are. But you know its fine, just wait, sitting on the sidelines, as some new guy swoops in and sweeps her off her feet. Because then she really will be off limits. Girls like her, don’t stay unattached for long.  I’ve seen how guys look at her. You definitely have a world of competition. Didn’t you even say that Marco from the office was looking…”

“Ok! Thank you for that, Ev!” he says annoyed

“Tough love bugga! Figured you needed a little fire under your bum. Go get your girl. I love you, I’ll talk to you tomorrow!” she says hanging up and rushing back into the club.



*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*


2020 Plan With Me & Happy 7th Birthaversary MLW!

Hey there friends! I’m baaaack! 😉


It has been a minute!

But it’s a new year. A new decade. A decade of roaring twenties,

magical 2020 vision and a sparkling new opportunity for growth.

Happy New Year!


Today also happens to also be MLW’s 7th Birth-a-versary! That’s a combination of Happy Birthday/Happy Anniversary if you were wondering. That’s right 7 years of creating content from the heart here on michelle leigh writes! It’s kind of a big deal for me, since it took me years just to warm up to the idea of someone reading my writing.
And yes there have been lost posts and months of inactivity. But like I always say, I always come back. In my heart I know I have so many stories to tell, poems to craft and party planning ideas to share. And I’m grateful for this space where I can be truly me and speak freely. It will always be my “Safe place for the written word.”

In honor of my 7th blog year, LUCKY #7!

I baked some white chocolate, sprinkle, cake cookies!


So today, I thought I’d kick off this new post with a little 2020 planning for you. It’s in my bones to plan. I feel like every year I do the same thing. I plan and plan and then all plans get shot to hell when life flies into chaos. So I almost stopped myself from getting to much of the planning bug this year. But then I decided, maybe I can take a different approach this year. After all it is a new decade.

I rang the New Year in at my best friend’s house. Her and her husband hosted and it was a great time. We had champagne, wine and great food. We played this really fun game Telestrations After Dark. Warning: Not a kid friendly game. LOL. Then I spent New Year’s Day just being lazy in PJ’s, but being super productive in planning, straightening up my bedroom (which had become a mess because of the holidays,) and prepping for the work week. Thankfully, it was a short one to ease back into the swing of things! Because, we all know how hard it can be to get rid of that vacation brain. Your girl is still struggling! 😉


Buy a new Planner, Calendar, and Notebook. A must for me. Every year. Shout out to my Aunt Linda who gets tons of free calendars every year, so she always gives me one! This year I got a really pretty floral inspirational quotes one.


I got some cool new pens for Christmas!

Make a list of 2019 highlights. Every year I think “what did I really do this year? Not much.” It’s easy to get down on yourself and feel bad if you didn’t go on some lavish vacation, or fall in love and get engaged, or buy that house, or get that dream job. But I guarantee if you look back on your social media (if you’re a social media posting person) then you will see that you created so many countless, beautiful memories. My list was so long, I couldn’t even share it here if I wanted to! LOL.

Make a list of things you learned in 2019. Every year is full of ups and downs. But in those moments, there is always something to learn. Personal growth is an amazing thing.

Make a list of 2020 goals (re-evaluate your 2019 goals and how much you accomplished.) Sometimes this can be a daunting task. If you’re like me, sometimes you feel like every year you have the same goals. So evaluating the past year’s goals can make you feel unaccomplished. But that’s why I also like to make a list of highlights so you can see how much you actually did accomplish! It’s all about perspective people! Although it can fly by, a year is a significant amount of time, and you can really do so much. You do so much. You just don’t realize it. And sometimes, the little things are the big things.

Check in on Work In Progress projects. So this is referring to my long list of projects I started this year and old projects that I haven’t finished over the past decade! So I just sort of took stock of their status and prioritized the few that I want to tackle this month.

Create an inspirational playlist of songs to set the mood for your 2020. I did this last year too, and it was super fun. I’ve been listening to mine and it’s full of fun vibes. I have some New Year’s songs on there, some slow jams, some old jams, some new jams, some 1920’s music. I’m actually still adding, every time I hear or think of a new song that resonates with my vibe this year.

Create a YouTube playlist of inspirational videos you want to watch. So I’m a big YouTube fan, and everyone is posting New Year content, which is really inspirational. So much so that it was getting overwhelming seeing the videos roll in. So I decided the best way to help myself was to create a playlist of all the videos I wanted to watch, and that way I can watch them at my leisure. Some of my favorite YouTubers include, Rachel Talbott, Kalyn Nicholson, Carrie Rad, Marisa Mohi, Kristen Martin, and Niki DeMar.

Start getting back to routine. Work, exercise, eating right, meditation, prayer. I find that when I have this kind of routine, I feel more centered, more focused, less anxious and more like myself.

Make a “Stress Away” basket full of things that you can pick from, to calm those stressful nerves. In mine I included, an adult coloring book, a stress ball, two small note pads and some pens, a gratitude journal, a FRIENDS quiz book, puzzles, t-shirt designing stuff (because yes I sometimes like to make my own t-shirts), a painting kit, and a word search book. I also plan to add a few more things as I go. You can really customize this to whichever you wish.


Order some fun products online to add to your New Year vibe. I have been into trying to clear up my skin, and also find fun ways to exercise. So I recently ordered a humidifier, a facial cleansing brush, a lap desk for my lap top, writing gloves, a dry brush, a white head tool for acne, an exercise hula hoop, an energy lamp, and YouTuber Kalyn Nicolson’s poetry book Dancing with elephants.

Practice Gratitude. So I have a gratitude journal that I sometimes write in, where you write down 3 things you are grateful for that day. But lately I’ve just been saying Thank You to God at moments, in my prayers, out loud, to myself. Just a simple thank you. It’s peaceful and it feels good. Because even if your day sucks, there is something, even the smallest thing, that could make you feel grateful. Every day may not be good, but there is something good, in every day.

Do a tarot card reading for 2020, AND/OR Read your horoscope. I get that this isn’t for everyone. And I don’t buy into it as strong as some people do. But I do think it can be really fun. I have an Animal Spirit Deck and A Fairy Deck. Yes ya girl loves fairies. Have since I was a kid and saw a movie about fairies and then saw one flying around in my room in the middle of the night. #MAGIC. Inspired by Kalyn Nicholson’s 2020 reading, I decided to do my own, and man oh man was it eye opening. It gave my 2020 some seriously good vibes and a cool direction. I also looked up my Aries info for 2020.

This was my reading.


Reach out to family and friends and start to book plans in for the month or the next. If you’re like me, you have a ton of people you love and value in life. But when life gets so crazy, it can be sometimes really hard to make time for everything. So I decided to just start early and check in with all my various friend groups and start to make plans to hangout. Life is just more joyful when you have great friends to chill and talk with. Sometimes you just need a night with your girls! My calendar is already slowly filling up! I can’t wait to see everyone!

Go food shopping. I don’t know about you guys but after the hustle and bustle and traveling of the holidays, I had been eating like total crap, and my body was definitely feeling it. And so my mom and I took a trip to the supermarket and stocked up on healthier food options. My body is very happy now! 🙂

Balance your check book. (Maybe do this one before ordering a bunch of stuff on amazon!) 🙂

Give back and make the world just a little bit better. I recently donated to Givit for the wildfires happening in Australia. I’ve been seeing these devastating images all over social media. And I just wanted to do something. Even though it was small. It was something and every little bit counts. I also donated to the National Autism Association and I always donate to the Alzheimer’s Association during the walk which I did in 2019. Like I said it may not be much, but I give what I can afford and I hope and pray it helps.

Create a mood board or an inspiration board. This is where that 2019 Highlights list comes into play. You can look at that and see how much you’ve actually done over the last year and then pull a few things from it, and print out some pictures to symbolize those things. I personally just scroll through my instagram and see what I posted throughout the year or years. I chose a lot of inspirational quotes too, and pictures of family and friends, and then I also used pictures of myself in memories that instilled feelings in me that I want to recreate or feel again this year. Things I’ve done to step out of my comfort zone. Things I’m proud of. Things I want to work on. Things that were just fun. ALL THE INSPRING THINGS! I’m so used to putting pictures of OTHER people- mostly celebrities- on these boards, that when I look at them they don’t FEEL like me. So this year I thought, why not inspire MYSELF, by highlighting things I actually did in the past that I can try to implement again this year. Because we get in ruts, and we fear change and every New Year is a chance to fight that and try harder to accept change. After all there is peace in acceptance, if you look closely enough!

Write a list of important dates. For me this included writing a few subscription dates. I know I have some ending in the next few months so I want to be aware of that and be sure I renew them or cancel them. This can also be for any doctor appointments or adult things you need to do. Write them down!

Reflect on the past decade. This one might take some serious thinking!

Look up a list of New Year’s Eve movies. I just googled and found a list HERE. I guess I tend to live in theme. LOL. I have been craving a NYE film, I basically watched Sex and the City all New Year’s Eve. But I actually didn’t get my “New Year’s Eve” fill. I kind of love that movie!


You may notice there’s a lot of writing involved. What can I say, I’m a writer. 😉 And a lover of a good list. Now you see what that notebook purchase was for! Make use of it! Keep in mind you obviously do not have to do all these steps in the first month. You do have a whole year. You don’t even have to do all these steps at all. This is just what I did. And it’s just helping me take stock and see what I wish to work on this year. I just feel extra motivated and I’m going to go with this soul flow. Good Vibes.

So there you have it. My tips and tricks to rock 2020. I know this is not a full proof method. And there will be hard times that deter me. But I feel inspired and I just thought I’d share this with you on this special day.

Thanks for reading! XO

Feels good to be back.

Happy 7th Birthaversary Michelle Leigh Writes!

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To celebrate I think I’m going to grab a glass of Champagne Rose,

a few White Chocolate Chip cake cookies, and pop on one of those New Year’s movies! 😉

Update: I watched Freeform’s new version of Party of Five and Chicago PD instead. 🙂


*All images are my own.*





The One Where Monica & Rachel Go To The Movies- Friends in theaters!

Not only did I attend the Friends Pop Up, in honor of the show’s 25th Anniversary, but Regal theaters took part in screening 4 episodes of Friends a night last weekend. I heard about this and thought, that would be so cool to watch FRIENDS in a theater. So I bought tickets for me and my sister in law.


I also roped her into dressing like one of the characters. To other people we just looked like we were wearing normal clothes but to us, well, we were Monica and Rachel of course!

So as I was waiting for my sister in law, I kind of had a little photo booth prop-selfie session. My sister in law had gotten me these photo props a little bit ago from Primark (I believe) and I thought it would be fun to pull them out. I also was even more of a geek and created a “Central Perk Cold Brew” label for our coffees, since it was so hot out that day. 😉

The 4 episodes that they were screening on the night we went were:

The One With The Prom Video

The One Where No One’s Ready

The One With The Morning After

The One With The Embryos

This day was a good choice, because these are some of my favorite episodes.

We got our pop corn and our massive sodas and sat back and laughed with like minded, friends lovin’ souls who quoted the show and clapped along to the intro. I would love to watch FRIENDS like that everyday!



The Outfits

My sister in law channeled this Rachel Green Outfit.


I channeled this Monica Look…


Becoming Monica Geller

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What You Need For This Look:

White button down shirt

Dark Wash Jeans (high waisted would have worked better)

Black belt

Black shoes with white laces (I chose black and white sneakers)

Silver dangly earrings (chose the bigger pair)

Silver watch (I didn’t have a watch, so I chose the skinnier silver bracelet)

2 Silver Rings

1 Turquoise Ring (I chose the smaller one)

Black Choker

Red lipstick

Hair parted on the side

Slightly flipped at the bottom hair (I just used a straightener to flip out the bottom ends)

Aside from the red lipstick, I kept my makeup pretty natural on my eyes. As I was researching the fashion of the three girls, I realized Monica was the one I had most in common with. She is laid back and comfortable. At times she’ll throw on a skirt or dress, but she usually keeps it casual. She often rocked red lips, sneakers, button ups, high waited jeans and silver jewelry. Watches and turquoise were super in too!

Coffee cold brew

It was super fun to dress like one of the girls, and to watch friends on the big screen. My sister in law and I had a good time. And I can’t wait to celebrate more FRIENDS anniversaries in the future.


Cheers, Friends!

Happy 25th!


*All photos are my own.*