The remaining bodyguards were singing to Hank when Jemmy arrived. Hank was bored all day and wanted to go stir up shit at the Caskeys but Jemmy had given the guards an order that Hank wasn't supposed to leave. When they saw Jemmy, it was like they saw their savior.
"Boss..." They stood up in unison.
" Why are you back now?" Hank asked while still lying on the seat.
"I have somewhere to go." Jemmy walked upstairs but stopped because of what Hank said.
"Dad said he's going to send that woman here." Hank said.
"What did you say?" Jemmy stopped midway.
"You heard me right. Cindy Scott will be here soon." Hank said.
"Stenson, prepare a plane. " Jemmy said and walked upstairs.
"What do you think you are doing? Sending me back to LA? Go settle your business issues with dad." Hank was mad now. Jemmy was sending him back to country LA because he wasn't happy with what he had told him. Stenson stood confused as he didn't know what to do next.
"You dare!" Hank warned. Stenson ran out. He had to do what Jemmy said. After all they were Jemmy's guards and Hank was supposed to be in country LA.
Jemmy paced his room. He wasn't sure if Naysa would accept the invitation that fast. Though he had hoped that she would accept, he realized he wasn't prepared for it and didn't know how to face her. He rubbed his temples and tried to calm down.
Besides, Jemmy felt uncomfortable with his father's arrangements. He was sending Cindy over with an excuse of business issues but he could see through his lie. This wasn't all about business. He had a hidden agenda, thus, Jemmy thought he had to rush up all things and win Naysa's heart before another lady come into his life. Jemmy had lost hope in love considering all that happened before, but when he met Naysa, his whole perception about love changed. He realized he wanted her for life because to him, she wasn't just any random girl. She was innocent and beautiful.
Stenson opened the door and peeped in. "Boss, second boss already left."
" Prepare the cars, we're leaving now." He said as he grabbed his coat and walked downstairs. Moments later, a fleet of cars drove out of the Emerald Castle.
SPARK HOTEL
Jemmy paced the hall back and forth. The bodyguards saw how tense he was. He took of his coat and hung it on his shoulder. Now and then, he checked his watch.
"Boss, will you calm down? She's just a chool girl." Stenson broke the silence. Jemmy gave him a dirty look.
"Boss, do you need our help?" Frank asked.
Instead of answering, Jemmy walked out. There was a slight wind which blew strands of his well combed hair into his face. He plucked the flowers as he waited. Minutes later, a TVs motorcycle drove in and a lady with a helmet came off. She took of the helmet and the gloves. The wind blew her long hair into her face and she brushed it off with the back of her hand. She took off the jacket and Jemmy could see the pink top. Her trousers clearly shown the outline of her we'll shaped body and her thin waist. To Jemmy, she arrived in slow motion, too enticing that he couldn't take his eyes off her. She kept brushing the strands of hair off her face and the scarf that was wrapped around her neck blew behind her. It was silent, the guards looked at Jemmy, then back at Naysa.
"Boss... She's the best." Stenson thought inwardly.
Her top shaped out her small sized chest and her sexy collarbone. Looking at her straight perfect face and neck, Jemmy subconsciously wiped his pink lips. This significant reaction was caught on camera by Stenson who stood stand by without blinking.
The coat in Jemmy's hand fell and one bodyguard ran to pick it up .
"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Naysa stopped right in front of him and said, snapping him back to reality. Her voice was cute and melodious.
"Umm... Not really." Jemmy said and led the way inside.
"Boss.... Just that way?" Frank steamed inside.
Naysa tense all the way in. She didn't know what to say or do since she had never been out for dinner with anyone. She accidentally knocked a table near by and she stood stuck as she looked at Jemmy, waiting for a reprimand. Her eyes were wide and her expression was priceless. Jemmy looked at her young face and her wide eyes as she stood fearfully like a child who had made a grave mistake and was waiting for her parent's punishment. He then looked at the roses and counted them silently. Six roses. (I want to be yours.) Jemmy repeated the meaning of six roses in his mind.
"Uum... Am sorry... It was..." Naysa bit her lower lip.