YOU CAN MAKE A
GROWN MAN CRY???
(If you ever ever say goodbye?…Never let you go??)
Nnenna’s romance series?
Rated?
?CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE?
(*Dinner at my place??..*)
HE watched her. All night, he lay beside her watching her sleep. The shape of her eyes. Her nose, her lips and then her brows.
He wanted to register these beautiful side of her. This is the time when he won’t have to bother about how hurting or how disbelieving all her words sounded in his ear.
He stroke her gently. He touched her neck and then her lips. He lined it with his thumb. How soft. He brought his palm to her shoulder and caressed her warm skin.
She stirred which made him to pull his hand away. She snuggled up closer to him. He smiled kissing her forehead.
Tonight, he’s gonna sleep without worries. He will make sure of it and tomorrow, he’s gonna worry about what she said to him. Maybe wh@tëver spell she wore today might’ve worn out by then.
“Aren’t you gonna sleep?” he heard her muffled voice asking. He looked at her face to see that she was wide awake.
“Did I wake you?” he whispered.
She hugged him, placing her head on his chest, “Yes, you keep making noise.”
“Noise? I wasn’t talking.”
“You were sighing a lot. ”
“I’m sorry I did.” He began to pat her. “Now get back to sleep.”
“I don’t want to sleep anymore.”
“Why?”
“Wanna know what you’re thinking. ”
He smiled at her. He gathered her hair which was lying around his chest and tied it into a loose knot. He patted her head.
“I’m thinking about everything.”
“Everything?”
“Yes.” he peered into her gray eyes. He kissed her brows while she traced imaginary lines on his bare chest. “I’m thinking of the two of us. If we’re gonna end up fighting tomorrow morning. Or you gonna love me and never take it back. And how I’m gonna smile and laugh more now. And…”
She chuckled. She tickled an hair on his chest; “You sure have a lot on your head.”
“Yes. I’m scared that you’re gonna run away after tonight.”
She buried her face into his chest for a while. “I’m not gonna leave you alone.” she said when she raised her head.
He fluffed her hair. “I just wish I can believe that so much. ”
“From today onward, I will make sure that I make you believe me.” she kissed his cheek. “Trust me.”
He smiled at her. He wrapped his arms around her and inhaled her warm body scent. He had missed it so much. “Thank you for coming to me. Even if it’s only for tonight, I appreciate it so much.”
She smirked closing her eyes one more time.
His phone which he left on top of the table started vibrating as messages poured in.
HI DEE
DEE ARE YOU NOT COMING?
YOU PROMISED YOU WON’T EVER TURN MY INVITATION DOWN
DEE, CAN YOU PLEASE SHOW UP?
THE MOVIE IS ABOUT TO START.
WHAT’S KEEPING YOU FROM COMING?
IT’S GETTING LATE.
PLEASE TAKE MY CALL.
DEE DON’T BE A JERK ALL THE TIME.
UHM, MAYBE I WILL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
YOU WILL HAVE TO EXPLAIN WHY YOU DIDN’T SHOW UP TONIGHT.
*
She tossed her phone to her bed as she pulled off her heels. She can’t believe she dolled up for nothing. She thought she was gonna have a good time with Dee but guess it didn’t work out.
She took off her dress and threw it to the floor. She was so frustrated. She picked up her phone checking for his reply but it wasn’t there. She felt like tearing apart. What’s the big deal about texting back? What’s the big deal of saying, NO I CAN’T MAKE IT TONIGHT. She might not want to hear it but this is the least she’s expecting in this sort of situation.
The event of last year is so much repeating itself. She thought that by now, they would’ve lived way past that. But, nothing changed. Her heart started aching. Will she able to sleep tonight?
Next morning,
She bumped into him at the parking lot as she arrived to work.
“Oh hey Miss De_ra. I saw your texts this morning and am so sorry that I forgot.”
She gulped looking at him. He’s sorry? “You’re sorry?” she asked.
“I know you’re pissed but…”
“I’m pissed. You forgot about me because am not that important to you.”
“Hey De_ra, I warned you at first that I don’t love you. You’re backing off now? It’s better.”
“No, I won’t give up so quickly. I won’t. It’s hurting and really shameful that I’m running after a man but, I will wait. I will do my best to make you mine…” she came closer and held his tie, dressing it gently, “and mine alone.”
He held her arms. “Can’t you come to your senses? I can’t love you! Can’t you see it?” he asked her.
“No, Dinner at my place. Show up please. I’m begging you.” she pleaded.
He let go off her. He was frustrated. “De_ra please, I wish I can love you.”
“You don’t have to. It’s just a dinner. Seven o’clock.” she said and walked away.
How could she be so brazen and shameless? He clearly told her that there’s no space for her but would she hear that? Can’t she grow up?
He gritted his teeth.
“Mr. Damien, you’re late for work. ” Miss Veronica said as he walked into his office.
“Yeah, what’s my schedule for today?” he asked settling into his seat.
She frowned, “I’ve warned you several times to make my work less tedious. I sent you a mail last night. Did you even check it?”
“Uhm…” no, he didn’t. Not when he was having a good time with Diane.
This morning, he didn’t even remember that he had to go to work until Diane had to remind him.
He smiled uneasily infront of Veronica who scoffed. “Mr. Damien, your first schedule is about a business proposal.”
He checked his mail, he scrolled through it, “So, what is this about?”
She checked her tablet, “Production of perfumes.”
“What sort of proposal is that? We are barely trying to climb the ladder of selling perfumes and now we want to produce? Who wrote this proposal?”
“Miss De_ra Marius.”
He wanted to say something harsh but restrained himself. “How can she do this when we’re still shooting ads for her perfumes! Keep this business proposal aside. There’s nothing to discuss about this. Next.”
“Shooting a commercial…”
“I think I trashed this proposal last week.”
“I think you need to review it and see what Mr. Willoughby is trying to say. Maybe he’s got some vital point which might help the DD LIPSTICK in any way.” she shrugged. He eyed her vigorously and sighed. “Okay. Let’s discuss this. ”
“Sure.” she closed her tablet. “I will set the table for the meeting.”
He nodded his head and just then, his phone buzzed. He got a text message:
“I’m treating you dinner. Please be home early.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
