"It's hot. Try it," he said convincing her to take it. Perry knew she would need something to rely on in order to clear her head and had gone to get her some coffee.
He was with joy and crazily out of mind because he had been wanting to see her.
Phoenix starred at the cup of coffee in his hand for what seemed like eternity.
What should she do?
This is the first time somebody from the opposite sex was being this affectionate in her eyes apart from her father who showed two sides every day.
She didn't like to take other people's things as well.
"Here," Perry nudged her to take it.
"Be careful, it's hot." He warned providing her some tissue to prevent the steam from getting out.
"Thanks," she murmured to herself.
Perry did hear her making the corners of his lips to curve up.
She inserts the straw into it and allows it to flow into her mouth.
Perry glared at her lips as she sucked in the fluid and felt hot within. He hadn't switched on the air conditioner because of the cold already outside. He quietly got out to prevent any more uneasiness.
He breathed out a sigh of relief after getting out of his car and leaned against the door as a guard.
Phoenix got out of the car after taking in half of the coffee. It was not her preference but she had to accept it. She was good to go.
But how was she going to go with this man?
She knew him to be one of the wealthiest young men in the city and he is the CEO of Stylish. They have never met before and the crazy thing was that Willmar had set her up.
She too came out of the car. She made up her mind to apologize to him about Willmar although he knew her.
And she got to be going to her place.
"I'm really sorry for what Willmar has caused," she said out of mind not sparing him a glance.
Perry who was in his own world came to realization. He starred down at her. They were almost the same height.
"No need, I came here with a friend but he ditched me as well. I guess we are even."
Phoenix looked up and met his gaze. She tried to allow herself to be a little bit okay.
But she was not okay.
"Just imagine me as Willmar," he stated.
"I'm trying," she admitted.
"Just like I said before, be yourself. I'm not a maniac okay." Perry too tried.
Phoenix joined him to also lean against the car.
"I'm not used to new places and people. It's mostly me and I always feel okay," she told him something about herself.
She held onto her cell phone like a shy teenager who was suffering to explain things to somebody.
"How is it that you don't feel secured at different places and with other people? It seems like you don't want others to know you." He whispered into the air.
"You're a very smart lady, independent and well adorned. What hinders you from being with others?" Perry said directly in her face.
He was driving at something and he got to stop.
"It's me," Phoenix didn't mind saying something to him in return.
"It's just me. I feel like I'm the only one and yeah, I'm the only one." She glared at him with a soft face.
She never let her gad down and she wasn't going to. She just feel like talking.
She didn't realize it until Willmar left her with this man. She could tell that he had a soft heart and would patiently like to know her.
"Give me your address." He changed the topic.
"It's just a thirty minutes drive from her," Phoenix too didn't mind him changing his words and replied him.
"It's on thirty-seven street," she gave him her address. She eagerly waited to see what he would do next.
Perry nodded his head and stared into the empty space. "You're lonely in the inside and the outside as well. But you have hidden your emotions and lived without care." He blurted out.
"You don't car about how people see you and don't give them a chance to get to you as well."
Was he predicting her or what?
"Please," she begged him.
"I love to be me. That's all"
"Come-on," he led her into the car again and closed the door. He then joined her.
He was not finished with his admission.
"Why is like you're blaming me for something I've no idea about?" She asked after he fastened her seatbelt.
Well she wouldn't do it.
"Does Willmar approach you like this everyday?" He also asked ignoring her question.
Phoenix was clamed. She was her best self at the moment.
Perry hit the ignition button and moved them out of the place.
"Where you trying to mimick Willmar?" It just dawned on her that Willmar used to behave this way when she was tired of her.
She would even destroy her fridge and get her a new one with food and not her clay products.
"You sound just like her," she told him. Perry smiled, satisfied with his acting.
"I guess she made you come to 'All Night's', and you chose to obey her." He said in a mockery tone.
"Yeah, I tried to shake somethings off."
"Did it work out?" She gave him a nod.
"I like your latest design," he switched to work.
"How come I never knew or saw you beforeand after whenever a new design pops up. I even thought you're a man."
Phoenix looked forward onto the road ahead. Yeah, she had known people thought her to be a male figure. Somebody who is ruthless and had no concern for anybody.
She didn't care and made them think anyhow and talk shit. Anna had alerted her and still she did nothing about it.
Upon that too she threatened Phoenix and her family not to disclose anything to the public.
"If I'm not to see you as Willmar, I don't think you would have liked me at all." She told him.
"But I am my best self and also in the mood because somebody has got an explanation to give."
They had reached Phoenix's and she was ready to come out.
"Do you live around her?" She asked not giving a damn about his guesses.
"Eighteenth street," he replied.