I sauntered to the bathroom after I read the note he wrote. I opened the shower side door and entered. I opened the water, and it splashed on my bare skin.
As it was hitting the right spots, I thought of Lennox. I thought about how he cared for my body last night. How he effortless made me feel. I know ,I ain't supposed to be thinking about him in this manner, but I could not help myself.
I mean, no father will want to see their daughter with some criminal type of man. They always want a perfect man for their daughter, forgetting they ain't perfect either. My father would never support this relationship.
I believe in grooming your better half. I mean, where will you get a perfect man? All you have to do is make him the perfect version of your dream man. If only you are willing to!
I took the gel and poured it on myself as I distorted the thoughts of him. I washed my whole body as I pushed back my thoughts. When I finished, I took my towel and wrapped my body and sauntered out of the shower. I started blushing my teeth, after I was done, I washed my face with my facial products.
I sauntered out of the bathroom and went straight to my mirror, where my lotions were. I dropped the towel on the floor as I watched my body." What a goddess's body" I said to myself.
What was God thinking about when he created me? I thought to myself.
I took my body lotion and applied it gentle all over my skin. I walked to the closet and chose a classy pencil dress that settled on my upper knee. I took my colorless heels and put them on. I took my light-brown purse and placed everything I needed. I tried my hair in a clean, simple bunny. I put on my lip gloss and sauntered to my kitchen.
I placed my purse with laptop bag on the counter. I walked to the cupboard and took my favorite white bowl and made granola with strawberries with creamy yogurt.
I took my bowl and sauntered to the dinning room and switched on my average smart television and started to play my everyday song.
After I was done, I walked out of the house since my cab was already waiting for me outside.
The driver opened the door as I got closer to the car. I got inside the car, and he started driving as he made small conversations.
He dropped me outside the prison, and he told me that he will be waiting for me when I was done with everything inside. I refused, but he couldn't take a no as an answer.
I walked inside the prison as my blood ran fast through my veins. Still getting the flashbacks about my last night.
The wander directed me to where Lennox was. I sauntered to the room and noticed Lennox in his jail uniform that sat perfectly well on him. I wondered how he look after it.
Who am I kidding, Obviously he has people who look after it. Well, money talk when we speak about Lennox Blanco.
I sauntered inside the room without a word escaping his soft, good-looking lips. I headed to the seat opposite him. I settled down and took out my iPad to write any necessary information he was going to give me. All he did was to look at me like he had no other business going on apart from me being his lawyer. I cooled myself and focused.
"Good morning, may we start, sir?" I asked as I held my pen in my right hand.
"Good morning, but not that it will change anything or …" He stopped and looked at me. It felt like he was looking through my soul. He placed his finger on his mouth, but after a few seconds he removed it.
"I pay you to work for me. You were supposed to be here long time ago, now I have to sit here and wait for you like you're my boss. Let's get this straight, you are my employee, not the other way around." After saying that, my mouth dropped. This was the typical Lennox I knew.
He stood up and walked out of the room, leaving me astonished at his statement. My heart broke into pieces without knowing the next step. I asked my self endless questions, but only him had the answers. I wondered if I had to deal with that every time he had a rough morning. But who is he to tell me how to live my life according to his rules? Yes, he might be paying big bills to the company I am working for, but that doesn't mean he owns me and shit.
And did he really have to be bitchy about me being late?.Was his rudeness really unnecessary. I packed my stuff and stood up. I sauntered out of the room and walked towards the reception. As I was about to check out, someone called out my name. When I turned my head, I was met by a well fine handsome. He was well-built with a medium body structure. I composed myself and turned my whole body to him. I looked at his body.
As I was about to let any word escape my mouth, he touched my shoulder as he pulled me for a hug. I allowed my body to relax and allowed him to take over. He held on me strongly, more like he was claiming me. As I was still getting comfortable and enjoying his touch, he whispered "Lennox is not the type of man to be fucking around with and still entertain lame ass boys, get it together before it gets messy"!
He let go of me and continued walking like nothing happened. Was I dreaming, or it was a sign of weaknesses?.How did I let this happen? .How could I just hug a man I don't know and feel comfortable in his arms? .What have I become?.I asked myself endless questions until I realized I was still fixed in the same position. I got back into my senses. I still questioned myself as I walked out of the prison and got inside my cab, which was still waiting for me where I left it.
As I was settling in, the driver looked at me but asked no questions. He drove me to my workplace.