It's been a week now and I have not seen Mr hot pants again. I try to be cheerful but it's just so hard. Which is why when the bell jingles I automatically look up and I am shocked at seeing him. Ohhh shit what do I do. He walks towards me with confident strides.
Good day, how may I help you? I inquire in my most formal tone and I am so proud when my voice comes out strong.
Good morning sweetheart. When do you get off from work
Excuse me I stutter.
I wanna take you out for a date and so I need to know when you get off from work he calmly replies
And suddenly I am so annoyed. Who does he think he is to just waltz in here like he owns the world (although with that expensive suit and wristwatch I won't be surprised if he does)
I get off from work by 5pm and this is just 11 am so I don't think it will be possible
I will wait he answers
You will what? I ask stunned
I will wait he repeats Right over there
I want to reply but I am suddenly distracted by a customer calling for me. As I went to attend the customer I track Mr hotpants across the room and see him sit at a table where he begins to work on his blackberry.
The rest of my shift was uneventful although I was always conscious of Mr hotpants in the corner table. When my shift ends I change into jeans and a form fitting top. I say bye to Jane and make my way out of the cafe. As I reach the door i am so relieved thinking I have escaped him when he suddenly speaks behind me
Trying to run he asks with a smile on his face
I just glare at him and I hear him laughing as he follows me out of the cafe.
I suddenly spot a sleek black beautiful Mercedes on the sidewalk and I sigh in wonder.
Come on let's go he says while dragging me to the car
Where are you taking me to. Let me go. I will scream. Ohhh wait this car is wonderful. Is it yours. Wait a minute....
He just drags me into the car and shuts the door. I know I should be freaking out but I can't seem to do anything but just look around the interior of the car. This car is really beautiful. He slides in and starts driving. I watch his sleek and sexy form when he suddenly turns around and catches me staring. I blush furiously and stare straight ahead.
Where are we going I finally ask with a sigh. He doesn't answer.
Ten minutes later he is parking in front of a classy restaurant that I have never been in.
I can't go in there I sputter
Why not he asks again with a sigh as if he is exasperated
Well easy for him to ask since he won't be the one embarrassed
I am not dressed for such chic environment I answer
I think you look just fine he tells me while asking for a table.
Five minutes later we are sitted in a table and I have to admit this is so nice
So I begin only to be cut off by the arrival of a waiter. I patiently wait for him to leave before I ask what is your name. I mean we have met and spoken but I don't even know your name. By the way mine is Annie.
My name is Jacob Andrew he says. Annie he says as if experimenting with the name and I have to admit I love the way my name sounds on his lips
The rest of the date goes pretty well although I notice he doesn't answer any personal question and so we both stay away from personal topics
I check the time and I am shocked to realize that it has been three hours already. I have to go I tell him regretfully. Let me drive you home he answers me and I begin to protest only to be cut off by the feel of his hands on mine and the jolt of electricity. I look at him and I can swear he felt it too. He suddenly pulls away and after paying the bill leads me out.
The drive to my apartment is pretty quiet apart from when I give him directions. Finally we are at my apartment and he walks me up the stairs. At the front of my door he looks at me
I should go inside I tell him
Yes you should he tells me when he suddenly leans in to kiss me hard on my lips.
Open the door he whispers into my ear and I obey. Somewhere in my mind I am conscious of the fact that I may have had too much wine at dinner and my head is screamin at me to stop but I can't seem to.