Smoke Breaks Were Integral To Cindy's Day. A Bad Habit That She'd Repeatedly Tried To Curb But Never

"Oh I know I'm sorry, I really do need to need to get better managing my time." Cynthia felt guilty about that, she always did struggle to make time. Usually she just threw herself into work especially around this time. "But I have all afternoon,"

Emma knew that at the end of the year she would have one of her babies gone off to college. She was excited, but knew it wouldn't hit her until the end of May. "You will be their favourite auntie." She shuts the door behind them, making her way down the hallway. "Coffee it is. I feel like it's been forever since we were able to catch up. Life seems to be keeping us busy."

@detbell

"Thank you for meeting with me Will," Although Cynthia and Will were divorced she still loved him, even if that didn't always come across very well due to her own stubborn bitterness. Meeting in a neutral place seemed to help and she gave him a small smile as she sat down at the table.

"I wanted to talk about Christmas, I've managed to get the brood to agree to come over all together for Christmas Eve, they're all busy on the day itself." That fact stung but she quickly brushed past it. "I want you to be there. If you can make it."

"That sounds like a good idea, but I will admit that it is not the most exciting case." Cindy gave a quick warning before she started to explain more about the case as they walked.

Eyebrows raise slightly, but she finds herself nodding. It's not that she needs the distraction, really - work is plenty enough, but it gives her a goal. Maybe a goal is what she needs. "I'd love a coffee, actually - There's a place not too far from here that has really wonderful cheese danishes. Give me the cliff notes as we go?"

"I do indeed, the fascinating world of law." Even Cynthia could recognise how dull her work could be so it was with a slight sigh more than a laugh that she responded.

Smith would cope, and then he would complain, because that was what he was good at. Deep breath. It would be the holidays soon and she could forget about work for a week. "I guess we'll find out shortly." She gives a small chuckle.

Her eyes glance up at the building. "You work here?"

Cindy gave a small sigh, his reluctance to even hold her hand now made her heart ache and his words made her withdraw. She knew she wasn't the warmest person, not anymore, not with him. But it was Christmas and he was surprised she'd called? It broke her.

"What can I say? I'm a glutton for punishment."

William couldn't bring himself to explain - how he felt like a disappointment to his children. The distance had certainly grown, showing in how they had pulled away from each other. It had always been complicated, given how much time had spent away from them. He had loved them - did love them - but he knew he wasn't the man he had been before, a fact that embarrassed him more than anything.

When Cynthia took his hand, he didn't pull away from her, even if part of him wanted to. "Okay," he finally said. "It's just been a while since we've all been together. I don't want to make things difficult." He looked at her for a moment. "...I was surprised you even called."

Niall Horan- Paper Houses

@bcysdontcry || Silas & Cynthia || New Year's Eve

"I think it is very much a shame that too many people here have empty glasses." Cynthia had likely already had too much to drink and they weren't close to the bells ringing but she couldn't help but be cheery and when she spotted others with no glasses she interjected into their conversation. "I'm getting a round what would you like?"

"I'm more than happy to take the lead tonight," Cynthia said with a smile as they walked onto the dance floor. As he leant in she glanced quickly trying to make sure no one else heard. There was no hiding the blush on her cheeks though and her gaze dipped from his before she looked up.

"Mm, an odd order to do things in I suppose. But one is far more enticing. I'll let you make your own mind up about which is which."

“I’m what’s called an intermediate- not good, but not bad- and but what I can do is far less impressive than someone with Spanish blood: you’re a natural dancer because of it, I’m sure, so you’ll have to lead the way.”

Laurie then smiled his oh-so charming smile he had perfected to a t and enjoyed the warmth of Cynthia’s hand around his own. He lowered his voice, leaning in a little closer. “To think I’ve seen you naked in my bed before I’ve seen you at a party with your dancing shoes on.”