Chapter 2

Kahlan.

I just don't get it.

This woman has been getting on my nerves since I officially met her this morning, but to be fair, I started the fight.

From the moment she walked into My father's office in her beautiful, classic and simple pencil skirt top and black suede loafers, my heart clenched. Weird. She looked so familiar, like I know her from somewhere, like I have met her carbon copy, but the thing is that I have no idea.

Her fiery red hair was all in wild slightly tamed curls and her silver eyes pierced through me like they could see through my soul, no freckles on her face that's for sure she looked to be about 5"7, not chubby at all and definitely not slim enough to look starved. My father had told me she is a dancer and she looks like it.

But her loafers. What office working woman in this generation and time wears loafers to work? I know for a fact that none of them do. In fact all the women in this office building wore heels no less than 4". Except for the one in front of me obviously.

Secondly there was that look she gave me when she walked into the office. All the other women around here for the past week have batted their eyelashes and pulled their tops down lower than their cleavage to show more, ( not that that was even possible.) But that look she gave me, it was as if she was telling me she was better than me in every way shape or form.

Her eyes wandered long enough for her to see what I looked like, to take in my features but not so long that it would look as if she was checking me out.

Even with all of  my good looks and especially with how dapper I looked, this morning. Although I hate to admit I dressed to impress the person my father said would "determine how my future in the company would look" but I was expecting something different.  I would expect that she would at least comment or even eye me a little, maybe even flutter her eyelashes in a flirty manner so that I would at least know that I haven't lost my charm.

But no! she doesn't even say a word, she just gave  me a once-over and proceeded to sit in the seat next to me.

Then thirdly, the fact that she pretended not to recognize me was the thing that broke off a piece of the ice berg.  I know my father has told her about me, also there was the coffee incident last week, I didn't know she would have forgotten so quickly. I mean she did yell at mfore for ruining her perfectly white shirt.

There was also the fact that she and my father spoke about me as if I wasn't in the room even basically insulting me.

But there was something else, she looked so familiar. Coffee incident aside, I know I have seen her somewhere before but I'm not sure where, and I can't seem to come up with an idea of where I have seen her.

My father talks about this girl nonstop, so much, that it is beginning to sound like he is infatuated with her but she really cleared my doubts when she made it clear before she left the office that my father is basically a father to her.

I watch as she walks away with her blazer and her bag in hand.  "What the hell is wrong with you?" My father asks without yelling. He apparently hates to yell. "I told you to watch your tongue around Lorelei I told you not to disrespect her do you know how what you said affected her?" He closes the door behind us locking us in the office. "That girl may look tough but she is fragile, that word isn't something you should use around her. Not everyone takes those kinds of things lightly. If you want to speak to her then do it nicely and be respectful towards her. I didn't raise you to treat women like garbage." He drops the warning like a rock.

"You didn't raise me at all." I retort. Hurt flashes in in his eyes but it disappears quickly like it wasn't even there in the first place.

"And exactly whose fault is that?" He asks and I don't answer. He got me there. It's not his fault that he didn't get to raise me. My mom was the one who lied about my father being dead to her and feeding us lies telling us lies that he never wanted us in the first place and kept us away from him in London, now he is stuck trying to build a relationship with me and my sister.

I don't hate him, I actually love my dad.  I even studied Aeronotics engineering so that I could impress him, be like him and then take over the company. Maybe he could be proud of me love me even.

He doesn't say it, but I know he thinks  of me as a disappointment. If not, why else would he ask someone, her of all people to watch me, teach me what I should know by q@1@Aa Added

"Please Kahlan for the very last time, you know I've never stopped you from doing whatever it is that you want but I need you to not be an asshole to Lorelei she may not act like it but something's you say will leave a mark on her. You may not understand but at least open your eyes to the fact that you are not the only one who exists in your life or mine." He rums his fingers through his dark curls clearly in frustration. "People may not understand, hell even you may not understand but that girl is like family to me, so I should be tho one to take care of her, you should be the one taking care of her."

Ironic.

"Funny considering you were the one who called her  and asked for her to watch me like I'm some kind of kindergartner."

My father gives me a stern look then he walks out of the room leaving me to my thoughts, he is right though, I acted like a total asshole to her today. She didn't deserve it.

I have to find a way to apologize to her. Her first impression of me shouldn't be that I didn't have respect for her, or women in general.

***

"Hey man." My friend Logan says through the phone. His voice is low like he just woke up from a very deep sleep.

"Hey dude, you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Hey I need a favour." He sounds tired, not exhausted. Tired.

"Of course, anything"

"Could you please pick me up from the airport at 5:00? I'd have asked my sister to do it but she's busy"

"Sure man that's okay." His sister couldn't get him from the airport. From what he has told me about her she would leave everything she is doing just to come to him, so what happened now?.

Logan is standing  by the road when I get to the airport, his head hung low as his hand clutches the handle of his suitcase. As soon as  the car stops in front of him he looks up and sees me but he doesn't come immediately, he moves his lips like he is giving himself some kind ok pep talk, motivating himself to move before lazilly walking toward the trunk of the car.

He comes to sit in the passenger seat of my car without saying a single word.

Logan and I met three years ago when I went on a vacation during the summer on after he saved my Lulia from drowning.

He has spoken about his sister, not a lot but in tiny little bits, I don't even know her name cause he has somehow managed to talk about her without mentioning her name, I haven't even seen a picture of her. All I know is that they are twins and they were separated at birth.

I have tried to imagine what she looks like, he says she looks exactly like him so I've imagined a fiery red head, which now that I think about it reminds me of a certain red head I have been watching for the past week.

But it could possibly be that she was the same sister Logan was talking about. I did notice that she looked familiar, aside the coffee incident and me seeing her at the office. But just to be sure...

"Hey dude," I call, He hums in response. "What's your sister's name?" I ask him.

"Rory" he responds "why?" He turns his head to look at me.

"Rory?" I heard my father call her Rory today,

"It's actually Lorelei but we call her Rory. " He pauses for a second, then he continues. "Maybe I should ask her if we can set up dinner sometime this week so you two can meet." Okay that was a wired suggestion but...

Lorelei Snow, I knew her name sounded familiar.

"So what happened? Why are you back this early? Don't you usually stay to spend a bit of time with your Rebecca." My joke doesn't make him smile. All he does is laugh, humorlessly, then he runs his fingers through his hair while licking his lips. Frustration.

" I can't spend time. With a girlfriend I no longer have and before you ask, no I am not getting back together with her again." That's what he said the last time she had cheated on him. He was sad then. As if he read my thoughts he says : "And I know you're going to say that I said that the last time but I mean it now. I just don't think I have any more energy to continue on this emotional rollercoaster. Not any more." I hope he keeps to his word.

The car ride remains silent with Logan only giving me directions to his house. I have never been there before.

I leave after I drop him at his gate, I have something important to do, I have to go meet my beautiful girl, the one single most important thing in my life, the only girl who could make my day brighter with a smile.

My car pulls over in front of Thunder Storm, the studio my girl just got signed into. The reception is warm and cozy and the scent of  a mix of both fresh and artificial lemons hit me as soon as I walk in.

There is a girl sitting there, blond hair blue eyes amazing jawline... "Lulia Blackwood please." The girl gives me a smile before picking up the phone and repeating the name I just called. She asks me to wait so I just stand and look around.

A group of three girls pass by me giggling about something. One of them throws me a glance which makes me start to believe that that something is me. All they get is a tight lipped smile from me. One of them pulls her phone out when it makes a 'ting' sound like she got a notification. "Girls, Rory just posted a new video." She excitedly said making all of them walk back into the studio probably to share the video with the rest of their dancer friends.

But wait... She said Rory, is it just me or is that the same Rory I met today.

Lorelei Snow. I type into my Google search. A few pictures pop up but I don't get to look at them as I get distracted by Lulia giving me a hug almost knocking my newly purchased phone out of my hand.

"Daddy!" Her almost scream snaps my attention from whatever it is that I am doing.

"Hey pumpkin," I greet her with a chuckle before picking her up In my arms. "Are you ready to go home?"

"Yes daddy" the most precious thing in my life says.

*****

My father glares at me as we sit at the table for dinner. I don't know what his problem is really. He is throwing a bitch fit because I insulted one of his workers today, or should I say, the one person aside from me that he trusts with his life.

His eyes pierce through my soul like he wants to take it out of my body leaving me as a shell. "So," oh so he speaks. 'note the sarcasm'.  "Did you find and apologize to Rory yet?" He asks me with a pointed look.

"Something came up with a friend of mine I had to go help so I didn't have time."

"I hope you have time tomorrow because I expect you to find her and apologize to her." He snaps at me like an annoyed father. He is one after all.

"How am I supposed to do that? It's not like you will give me her address or some thing." Knowing my father, he will make things hard for me considering I hurt someone he apparently truly cares for.

"Have I really taught you nothing? My goodness boy, you have money, resources people who can literally find out everything about her with the click of a button but no, My son decides to think like an actual idiot." He walks away up the stairs mumbling incoherently.

"Daddy, I am going upstairs now." I didn't even realize that she was still here.

Dad cares about her so much so why would he ask me to do a background check on her, I doesn't make any sense. Also I'm not going to invade her privacy like that, it just feels wrong in every single way.

I know I am wrong and I know I shouldn't have said those things I said to her but I was so mad. My misconception of her made me loose my cool. The admiration in her eyes when she looked at him made me think something that isn't there. I thought she was one of those people. People like my mother.

But I shouldn't have been so foolish. Looking at her for the first time I should have been able to tell that she wasn't like that.

She did nothing yet I berated her in front of my father, I have never been like this before so I don't know why I am acting like this now. She really stuck a chord in me. Loudly.

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