SLEEPING MY WAY INTO YOUR HEART

CHAPTER 5

I just could not do the style where it was like the people were doing a knot, this was stupid and I could not even figure out how people were doing the outfit change in a second. Tik Tok was hard and my ten thousand new followers were waiting for something or they would unfollow my ass. I tried the choreography again, shaking my hips and trying to be sexy and as cute as possible but hell my body was never meant for dancing.

“URGH!” I shook my hands, holding myself from hitting the tripod stand but then what would I buy it with. I was spending a lot, going out to places to take pictures yet very little money was coming in from that and I did not have any more gigs for the week. I was just crossing my fingers for something, anything at this point. I sighed. Walking to the cute tiny kitchen to get a glass of water but then I halted in my steps, I was already hungry and adding water to that would be killing myself. My fingers grabbed on the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it up as my eyes took in my stomach, it was super flat with a two pack which was just cute. I had an hourglass body, always wearing squeezing corsets to keep the side fat to a minimum. An apple seemed more appropriate now as I walked to the fridge and took it out. There was nothing in there besides water and apples. Someone had told me that banana had so many calories so I had kissed it goodbye.

My teeth sunk in the crunchy apple with the juices rolling down my chin having me close my eyes. I did not like apples but in times like these everything eatable was nice. In seconds it was gone leaving my hands wet which I washed but then took off running to the living room as my phone was ringing loud. I wondered who it was, hoping it was a client needing my promoting services. I got there, the phone stuck on the stand having me freak out. I tried to pry it out but it seemed the damn thing was just not on my side. The number was unknown which only had me work harder knowing that the person would soon drop. I pried it not caring if my hands bleed but fighting with the bloody thing.

The phone was cut and I was left staring at the blank screen with a pounding heart and shaking hands. This was not good, brands did not want a person who never picked up their phones. The phone finally slipped out and I quickly dialled the number with my heart as if to escape me, I needed this, I really needed this and just crossed my fingers.

“Hello, hi, sorry I missed your call, I was in the shower.” I rumbled on and on with my voice shaking as I walked around the room nervously and bit down on my lower lip.

“How are you?” The voice came, deep and serious having me freeze where I was, I was not sure but a part of me thought it was that guy from a week ago. My brain went on freaking mood not sure what to do and hating as it seemed like my voice was extra squawky as I had spoken earlier.

“I am good, thank you, how are you sir?” I asked before scolding myself for calling him sir.

“Good, can I take you out to dinner tonight?” He asked, his voice anything but nice and romantic. It was as if he was forced to do this and wanted to get the hell done with it so he could move over.

“Yes, uhm, I am free.” I said back, scolding myself again for just agreeing so immediately but he was not the type of guy to ask twice, he was the guy who dropped and called someone else and as much as I would hate to admit it but I wanted to go out with him. I wanted to see him again, wanted to talk to him and build something even though I knew I was just an option to him.

“Be ready at seven.” He said back and just like that the call was cut leaving me pressing it to my ear not knowing if I should jump and scream or cry. The obvious thing was that he was rude and did not care about anyone or anything, he was a d**k and I was running to this one. What could I do? Maybe just maybe it was just a front, maybe just maybe-nothing, he was an asshole but hello asshole for my heart was already taken.

The issue now was on what to wear, I had not gone out to take pictures so I guess I would have to do it on our dinner. I ran to the shower, I had four hours and we all know that four hours for me was nothing so I took a quick shower then went doing my hair. I had to be perfect, had to be perfect to him and perfect I would be. My face brush was soon stroking my cheek after an hour of doing my hair. Each stroke was to perfection and I went to do my eyebrows and making sure no one was going to make a meme out of them. The make-up took two hours and when that was done I looked like a billion dollars. My feet carried me to the room where I just kept throwing clothes from my closet wanting to find something to wear, I wanted to be elegant and modest yet still sexy as hell. I looked through my dresses until I found one which I had been saving for a special event but I guess this was.

The red dress went down to my feet with it hugging my body and showing of the hour glass shape with the silk glistering on my skin. It had a turtle neck collar with the material just going at the sides of my breast having it show my back down to the tip of my back slit. I was gorgeous, it was gorgeous and I nearly cried just looking at my reflection. Everything was perfect, perfect for him, perfect for me. I took a deep breath, deciding not to put jewellery for I was already up there. I walked back to the closet and sprayed my perfume, slipped on my heels and took my matching sling purse.

I had worn dresses and gowns before but this was something else, this was a new level and I had to get a picture but not in the house, it had to be somewhere fancy like his sports car. I nodded my head, not sure how I would get the picture without looking desperate but left it to the lord that a plan would reveal itself. My phone went off and that same number was on the screen. I swiped and held the phone to my ear but the line was suddenly dropped having me stare at my phone, I guess he had arrived. I took a deep breath, walking out of the house and locking the door behind me. Never had I been so scared to go on a date before, I just knew I would screw it up, I just knew I would say something dumb and he would leave and not look back. It had happened before, many times actually. They took me out, it leading to s*x then they would kick me out and tell me that they had a girlfriend that could actually count or spell sophisticated. I swallowed, shivers running through my body as I went to the elevator that took me downstairs. I passed some other tenants, seeing them staring at me probably saying how the devil was on her ways today.

The night was cool, cars honking and passing by with the street lights on and people walking out to dinner or from work. You could not miss his car even if you wanted to. He was driving a Chiron now, it was also black in colour and it had me wonder how rich this guy was and what he did for a living. The stakes were getting high and I wanted to impress. I took the steps, my hands shaking with me getting near to it and seeing my reflection on the car. I wished my colleagues could just see me, I wish they could just magically pass here so they could see that I was not as low as they thought I was. I grabbed the handle and opened but the door would not give so I tried again then let go before I broke something and made a fool out of myself. I was already embarrassed, red, with my heart pounding. The door suddenly opened on its own, vertically. I wanted to faint, nearly broke the damn thing while yanking. It was a sight for sore eyes through, so beautiful and I just itched to take a picture but I had to control myself, I did not want to have him drive off and leave me there, just imagine that.

I took a deep breath, slipped in the car and watched as the door closed behind me, how was this even possible? My mind just could not wrap itself around the idea. My eyes were met by the dark brown leather interior that had me suck in a breath, the chair I sat on itself felt as if it was something made by the lord himself. I sat so still, moving to clip my seat belt then going back staring before me. I knew I had to say hi but my tongue was tied and the cologne of his clouded all my senses and left me spinning. My eyes slowly drifted, his hand just lying on the gear with it looking so sexy. I bit my lower lip, how exciting was this? I felt like I was the luckiest woman on earth and just imagine if I became his girlfriend, just imagine how happy life would be, I would be complete. I took a deep breath, my senses finally coming back but it was too late to say ‘hi’ now, so many seconds had passed by. I stared ahead as he eased into traffic. You would see the people turn as the car passed, see them snap pictures at it and stood ogling at such beauty. I felt lucky to be inside, felt lucky to be next to him but suddenly I could not help but wonder how many had felt the same thing? How many had sat in this chair?

Silence stretched, silence so loud it ate at me. I tapped my fingers on the leather seat, wishing I could say anything but decided not to. It was a spare of the moment that I decided to hell with it and turned to just look at him shamelessly only for me to quickly look away. My insides were turning with my skin red from my running blood as my heart went crazy. How could one person have such an effect on another person? It seemed like he was clouding all my senses and leaving me breathless. At the sight of him I was weak to my knees and all sense left me. It was crazy, I did not know what it was but damn he had me, he had me having done absolutely nothing. Was it the looks? Was it the way he cradled my body? Was it the way he made you feel like a goddess in his arms? I seriously did not know.

The car took a turn on the off-ramp and speed through the night, tearing through the darkness with such speed. My heart was racing, me grabbing on my chair, scared yet excited because it felt like we were flying, it felt like the car was not even touching the ground, moving with such ease. The lights flew by, a beautiful night indeed having my smile go wild happy to be experiencing this, happy to be here. In no time the car eased in a drive way where a red Dodge was just standing in front of us with the valet soon driving it away. My eyes took in the restaurant, nearly gasping at the shock. He had not spared any expense and took me to the fanciest there was in town. I bit my lip harder, holding in the squirm. I was so excited, maybe he did care, maybe he was not so bad and wanted to know me. My nerves went sky high, stealing a look at him yet he had a blank face on.

My door was opened with air rushing in the car, cool air that had my body shiver for a second. I stepped out, feeling so beautiful, feeling expensive and so worth it. I was on top of the world, a bounce on my step with more hip as I slipped out and stood straight. My door was closed, with me stepping back and waiting for the Adonis. I could feel the stares on me, could sense the heads turning to stare at me with their eyes lingering. All of it had my smile even wider and when my eyes caught a sight of him, my heart skipped a beat. The man was drop gorgeous, it still shocked me every time I saw him, a shudder running through my body, the good kind. I stood there mesmerised and his arm came slipping on the arch of my back. His hand slipped, touching my skin having me jump with the sensation explosive. His touch sent me wild, sent my body awake and craving. The images from the other night came and my underwear instantly went damp. I could not help myself with this man, he was my addiction, just one taste and I was done for. He wronged me, wronged me for any man because damn it I did not want any man to touch me besides him. I wanted him to always slip his hand on my back, wanted him to kiss these lips knowing no one else would ever touch them again.

He began walking with me falling in step. I could feel my waist sway with his hand slipping in my curve as he brought my body closer to him. It was like my sexy was on steroids this day because I swear I was killing it. Every man turned, every women turned. It was like we were a large billboard sign with lights flickering on and off. The doors to the restaurant opened with the host quickly rushing up to us followed by a young man which I would have thought to be our waiter. I placed my arm on my partners back with it laying there, it having a feeling of bliss wash over me. I wondered what he was feeling, wondered what he was thinking having me turn to stare at him but he still had his blank face. My mystery man did not say anything but just walked past the hostess who turned rushing behind us. It seemed like they were all panicking, some of the guests looking up at us with some of them gasping and others dazed. I had received so many reactions in my live with some even nearly fainting at seeing me but this was a new one. It was like they were staring at the president or something having me wonder what had them so dazed.

My mystery man walked to a table, his hand slipping from my back as he went pulling a chair and mentioning for me to sit. My cheeks burned, this being a fairy-tale I did not want to wake up from. It was magical, I felt like I was a queen. I took the seat, my body swaying as I gracefully sat with him pushing my chair for me and going to take a seat on his own. I was blinking so fast I thought my lashes would fall off, was I dreaming? It felt like I was dreaming. With my courage I finally looked up, looking at anything but him. Our table was suddenly crowded. The hostess was still there with the waiter and soon the manager was also before us. It seemed like we would be soon having even the chefs here, I swear. I was shocked, truly I was shocked to no end, it being the first time to experience such.

“Madam, Sir, thank you for coming to our restaurant, my name is Romeo and I will be your waiter tonight.” The pale white man said with his curly red hair and a large belly along with his cute chubby cheeks. I stared at him, not sure why the manager would be our waiter. My eyes trailed to the man sitting before me, he was not paying attention to most of them but went flipping through a menu out of all those they had placed on the table. I stared at everything unfold before me, amused really, soon glasses were being placed along with crackers and fruits. I had never seen such and a bottle of wine was brought which was a compliment from the owner of the restaurant having me wonder how the owner had even known we were there, it had not even been five minutes there.

“A bottle of chateau.” My gorgeous stranger finally said having goose bumps to run down my body. He placed the menu down, ignoring everything that was on the table along with the wine they had placed there with his eyes falling on me. At that very moment I felt like I would burst into a million pieces, his eyes were staring right at me and it felt like he was staring right through me, seeing the real me. I blushed, how could I have not? I stared at my hands on the table, looking up to still find him still staring at me. It was like he was peeling all my layers away, it was like he was reading me like a book and I felt shy, I felt so bare to him and I did not know how it made me feel but every part of my body was burning hot. My tongue slipped through my mouth, wetting my lips as I decided to just stare back at him. I looked up at his face, seeing all those lines all around his face and actually realised that he had a beauty mark on his lips, his luscious lips which I missed so much, was thirsty for them and could just feel them brushing on mine. The man could kiss, his kisses left you burning from inside out not wanting to even breathe, not wanting to tear from them. I remembered them so well, craved them more than anything.

The manager came back, so fast with the bottle requested in hand. I thought my stranger would look away but he continued staring, it was like no one existed but me, him giving me all his attention which sent me wild. This man was not playing games with me, he was not playing games with my heart and it was a game I lost from the get go. The wine was poured with the manager quickly disappearing. I stared at him, swallowing with everything around me floating away leaving just me and him. I could feel my n*****s suddenly so sensitive, could feel the brush against the silky fabric. I could see my chest move up and down, pushing my breast out. The temperature was rising and if it was up to me he would just flip me there and then and have his way with me.

His eyes suddenly snapped away, he sat back with his hand grabbing his phone and he went reading something there as if nothing had just happened. My body went cold, a shiver ran through my body with a cold breeze suddenly brushing through my skin. Disappointment ate at me as I swallowed and looked at the glass of wine before me. I took it, my throat so dry with me draining it down, the taste lost on me.