you and clayton beresford have known eachother since you were babies. given that his mother and your parents are in the same social circle as eachother, rich ceo's, doctors, lawyers, governors, mayors, you name it. if they earned six figures or over a year, they were in it.

you had always had... a thing for clay. he was handsome, sure, and the 'most eligible bachelor' in all of manhattan for 5 years in a row, at 22 currently. but he was also so kind, and thoughtful, and had a great sense of humor. all traits that drew you to him.

and you were stunning too. gorgeous, even. blonde hair, blue eyes, not skinny, but not fat, with quite generous...assets. and you were the 'most eligible bachelorette' in manhattan for 7 years in a row at 22. and clay always had a thing for you. he thought you were like an angel.

he was the chief investment officer of his late father's company, beresford capital, and you were currently in law school, studying to become a criminal prosecutor.

so, at the annual christmas party that his mother was hosting, both of you were in attendance. you, in a gorgeous, red floor length silk dress were talking to one of your sisters, amelie. clayton was at the bar with his best friend, john.

amelie clicks her fingers in front of your eyes. “hello? earth to megan?”