Victoria Pinder https://www.victoriapinder.com Bold Women and the Brainy Men who Love Them Sun, 17 Nov 2019 14:53:48 -0500 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=5.3 https://i1.wp.com/www.victoriapinder.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/04/Victoria-Pinder-Logo.png?fit=32%2C32&ssl=1 Victoria Pinder https://www.victoriapinder.com 32 32 51145589 Opposites Hate Part 2 https://www.victoriapinder.com/opposites-hate-part-2/#utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=opposites-hate-part-2 https://www.victoriapinder.com/opposites-hate-part-2/#respond Sun, 17 Nov 2019 14:53:48 +0000 https://www.victoriapinder.com/?p=8003 Once again the handsome man took whatever he wanted in my life. But as I walked out of the coffee shop, with my best friend to maneuver the streets of New York, I sipped my victory drink.

At least I had one small war prize from the morning and muscles hadn’t completely ignored me.

That had to count as I rememeber being so angry that the man with the tight ass cut me in line. Naomi looped arms with me and asked, “So how is your Toasted Almonds Chocolate Latte?’

I took another sip but it was honestly bland as I said, “It’s honestly okay, but I was just so angry a guy like that just stepped in front of me like that.”

“He had a nice ass.”

So she agreed. We made it to highrise I worked at street corner as I said, “We’re not supposed to notice that.”

She shrugged as we headed toward the doorman and said, “Look for an asshole at least he was handsome.”

We all saw then. I hugged her as she worked next door and I said, “Doesn’t matter, I’ll never see him again.”

“Have fun at work.” Naomi answered and took a step to leave.

Right. Today I didn’t need to work so hard only to curl up in my place, alone. I met her gaze and asked at the last minute, “Drinks tonight?”

Naomi’s nose wrinkled as she held her cup close to her. “I can’t. I have to go to my sister’s baby shower. Tomorrow?”

“Okay.” I said and squared my shoulders as I passed the doorman.

 Today was the third anniversary of my parents death date. No one generally remembered third anniversaries here. But last night I’d fallen apart because I realized no one was ever going call me up on my birthday or set me up on a horrible date I’d complain about again.

I pressed the elevator button happy I hadn’t told Naomi. If I’d said anything, she’d just feel sorry for me. And that might be worse than being alone.

I opened my company’s office door and saw my secretary Jennifer scrambling.

My team rushed around harried, but the foreheads etched in fear were obvious as I said to everyone I passed, “Hi.”

Jennifer followed behind me to corner and once we were alone, I asked, “Why is everyone upset. What’s going on?”

Jennifer’s eyes widened like I hadn’t read some important email and then said, “Chase and Marshall Bank just hired a second team to compete for the advertising contract. We’re all out of a job if the upstairs suits like them better.”

For three years the billion dollar investment firm always had at least one other firm show up with an advertising idea and we’d never lost our biggest client and the reason we afforded our plush office. Jennifer talked to everyone so I said, “Don’t worry. We’ll win like we did before because we’re the best.”

She leaned closer and I could smell her overwhelming perfume as I said, “We beat other small advertising companies. Rumor is the competition is much bigger.”

Outside the glass door there he was. The jerk with a coffee cup. I stepped out of my office and sold the white haired Mr. Marshall and Mr. Tightass shaking hands. Jennifer walked beside me as the trail of floral alcoholic perfume followed. The two men got on the elevator laughing and I asked, “Who is that?”

Jennifer bounced on her heels and said, “The enemy.”

“That’s exactly what I thought.” I said and flipped back into my office.

It was one thing to cut the line for coffee but he’d have another thing coming if he thought to steal my business’ main livelihood. I destroyed my enemies.

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Opposites Hate https://www.victoriapinder.com/opposites-hate/#utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=opposites-hate https://www.victoriapinder.com/opposites-hate/#comments Sun, 10 Nov 2019 17:25:06 +0000 https://www.victoriapinder.com/?p=7997 So those covers in October were super fun and your votes mattered to me. A few of the covers that won surprised me. But I have to say two covers really captured my imagination to write. One will be in a series with the cover you saw and come out next year. I’m so excited. That idea has been brewing in my mind which is why there was radio silence.

But this other won also rushed in my mind. So thank you for voting. I’m skipping the finalist round because these two stories already started for me. I hope you enjoy!!!

Esha spent all morning imagining my coffee cup in my hand in the morning, complete with the whip cream. My morning routine to get out of my small apartment with no kitchen was a daze.

Until now. The streets lights were still on. Here I was, in front of Rebel Coffee, the closest thing to heaven.

The smell of roasted coffee was in the air and in a few minutes, I’d have a few moments of bliss that nothing else but sipping that cup brought me.

Coffee shouldn’t be so exciting, but I’ve not had a boyfriend in over a year and random encounters weren’t what they were cracked up to be.

And besides bliss in a cup offered a small amount of sweet in the day and my grandmother always said if you start your day with something sweet then the day would be sweet.

One day I’d like for that to be true. Either way I lined up to place my order, with ten people in front of me. But I’d wait and imagine the result as the barristas were always fast.

But the door opened behind me and I flipped my dark hair behind my neck and a smile grew on my face. Today was better than yesterday already because out of the millions of people in New York that buzzed around at all hours, the next person in line was one of my best friends, Naomi. We hugged but didn’t say much.

She’d need her coffee shot too.

I made it to the front and was about to order when this slick, all American guy, in a suit clearly designed for his muscular line backer type walked in. The cashier batted her eyes and took his credit card to swipe as another barrista made him a drink without a word.

Steam came out of my ears or would have like in those cartoons. Everyone else swooned but I crossed my arms and said,  “Excuse me, you just cut me in line.”

He winked at me and that wink must make ladies panties just fall off. Luckily I wore control top as he said, “Look pay for sweetheart’s, whatever she’s ordered.”

My fingers curled and I pointed behind me, to Naomi and the others behind us and I said, “That’s not the point. There is a line.”

He took his drink and his card and waved at me, “Have a good day.”

“Jerk.” I said but I wanted to scream out asshole, if I swore in public, but seriously entitled rich guys like that shouldn’t get to waltz into the one place that made me happy.

The blonde, excited barista said with a smile, “At least you get a free drink. What is it you want?”

She’d have more of a shot with expensive suit line backers than I ever would. Guys like him never noticed me, but she’s right. I get something today. I licked my lips and glanced at the menu when I said, “Oh I want the largest most expensive latte now.”

She typed into her register and I moved to the waiting area for ordered drinks, like a civilized person.

Naomi came beside me and soon I had my drink in my hands. This should be my moment of bliss, but all I could think about was that man’s wink. I either wanted to hit him or kiss him, which I never would. And it should be the first option as he stole this slice of paradise on a cold gloomy day from me. 

At least I’d never see him again.

Next Sunday Part 2

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Last Week of Initial Voting https://www.victoriapinder.com/last-week-of-initial-voting/#utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=last-week-of-initial-voting Sat, 26 Oct 2019 11:35:18 +0000 https://www.victoriapinder.com/?p=7991 So for my last week of initial covers as November is coming and I wanted to do 4 rounds of initial, these are the last group. There is an extra one because honestly one I didn’t like in the set.

Please vote for your favorite! Next week I’ll post the finalists for one final vote.

One of these is out of my norm I know BUT I was curious how I could redo the story so I included it. Ideas hit like that all the time, but usually it’s better to stick to what works. So I leave it up to you.

Soon I’ll start writing one of these on my blog just to see, but for now… what do you think? What should I be writing on the side and for the blog?

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