Glitters & Skeletons

4.

Bonnie Dane.

"Nico, have you brushed your teeth?" I ask my brother, seeing him sprawled on the couch, watching TV, like he does every weekends.

"Nope." he answers, giving me a cute little eye, but I knew better, than to fall for it.

"No? Really? How many times have I told you, not to be watching TV, before you brush your teeth?" my voice stern at him, as he cowers down. "Now, get your little ass, over to the bathroom and brush, then come back for breakfast, okay?" I dramatically move my hands as I talk, pointing towards the stairs.

"Okay, Bonnie. I'm sorry, Bonnie." He pleads, and I instantly feel bad. He rushes upstairs, as I run a hand over my temple.

Training a child can be tiring atimes, but at the same time, beautiful. I'm not strict on Nico, not at all. It just, at some point he needs to be disciplined and know that, when asked to do something, he needs to do it. And to also know, the rights and wrongs, which I'm teaching him.

I love Nico, so much, that I can lay my life down for him. I wouldn't want him to become spoilt, all on the fact that, I don't want to be mad at him sometimes.

Because at the end of the day, that's what my mother say.

I go into the kitchen, setting the pot on fire, as I regulate to minimum heat. I pick up the noodles from the cabinet as I prepare to make noodles and boiled egg, for Nico.

"Bonnie, I'm sorry I didn't brush my teeth on time." I turn, upon hearing Nico's voice, from behind me.

I gaze at him, his head low and sad,  at the feeling that, he made a mistake and made me act the way I did. Instantly, I regret how I've made him feel.  Nico is just ten years old, and is still growing. He's mind is still fragile and soft.

"Hey baby, it's fine. Look, I'm not mad anymore," I raise his chin up, pointing at my face, as I smile largely at him. "I'm sorry I made you feel sad. I only did that, so I can correct you, because I don't want you growing up and then, regretting you wish you had been trained better. Do you understand me?" I hold his hands in mine,  squatting down to his level.

"I understand Bonnie. And I promise not to do that again, I promise." He says, and I pull him into a hug, unexpectedly.

Without acknolegedment, a tear slips down from my eyes, as I hug him tighter. We pull away, and I stare at my little brother, that I've come to tak care of, like my own son. "Why are you crying Bonnie?" Nico asks, and I nod my head negatively.

"Nothing, nothing at all. Just that I love you more than anything in this world." I wipe my eyes.

That's right.

"I love you too, Bonbon." he replies, and I force back the tears.

"I know you do." I pat his hair gently. "Now come and sit. I'm preparing your favorite, noodles and egg." I tell him and his face lit up, forthwith.

He jumps and jiggles, as I chuckle happily, watching him smile.

My baby boy.

In less than ten minutes, Nico's breakfast was ready. I serve him on a plate as he sits and I do the same. "Are you not going to eat, Bonbon?"he asks, and I nod my head negatively.

"No,  keep on eating. I want to watch you eat." I smile at him and he laughs at my statement. I watch as Nico, eats, thinking of how I would survive, if something was to ever happen to him.

Nico and I, converse the more, as he summarises everything that had happened at school, and how much assignment, they gave him. To which, I was going to help him do it. Today was Saturday, meaning there was no school and Nico was free, but by tomorrow we would do all the assignment.

And today, also being my date with Shawn Crest.

It's no more surreptitious, that Shawn wants more than he's saying, as he has done replica things, to such. I also have an interest in him and would like to see how our relationship goes.

Probably, it would be better than I imagined.

Recalling back to the time I teased Shawn, that Nico is my son, and how his expression swifted, still makes me smile. I didn't tease him based on the fact that I wanted to know how he would act, if indeed, I had a son, but because I wanted to confirm my hunch about, what he wanted.

Which I do now.

I haven't picked out what to wear yet, as I have been a bit occupied since yesterday. Nico and I, planned to go to the park tomorrow, but since he has assignments,and I can't make it today with him,  it'd have to be shifted.

"Hey buddy.  I'd be going out this evening, but don't worry I won't stay too late. So,  I would like you to stay at mom's house, alright?" I tell him, and he slumps his shoulders. "I promise, I will pick you up, when I'm back" I assure him.

"I don't want to stay with mom, I want to stay with you." he argues.

"I know, but where I'm going, I have already promised someone to be there. And you do know, promise is a debt, right?" I ask, and he nods. "Good, so now you understand why I have to take you to mom's place?" I say, and he nods.

I understand perfectly, as to why he doesn't want to stay at our mom's place. Let's just say, my mom and i are not really on great terms.

Though she has no problem with her son, at all.

Ever since, my dad died, everything changed. I had to step up to take care of the family, because my mom lost her job and, since then, we would never agree on a particular thing.

I started working at LV, when I decided, I wanted to leave the house, and then Nico decided that he wanted to come with me.

My mom had no issues, up until the time, when Nico started refusing to go to her place  and then, she started creating scenarios, that I'm brainwashing him and taking him away from her.

But that wasn't her decision, it was Nico's.

Even if Nico is young, he's still capable to make little decisions on his own, like who he would want to stay with. We later cane to an agreement  that, Nico would be staying with me as long as, he also visits her.

"Okay." Nico accepts.

"That's my boy." I ruffle his hair, as I place a kiss on his temple.

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The green lace, knee length dress, hugging my body tightly, like a second skin as my hips seem to curve out the more and waist, slimmer than usual.

I take one last look at myself, at the full length mirror. The red lipstick on my lips, bringing a bold look unto my face, and the light eyeliner, making my eyes look calm.

I had dropped Nico off at our Mother's place, and surprisingly, she didn't utter a word at me. Nico eyes made me feel like, I shouldn't leave him and stay with him all day, but I knew I had to.

I had made a promise.

I pick up my black clutch, and took one last glance at the interior of the house, seeing everything intact, before I proceeded to the door, which the doorbell rang, a minute ago.

My eyes stayed still, my body frozen, as I gulp hard, gazing at what's in front of me, rather, who.

Shawn Crest, looking like a Greek God, just descending from heaven. His well ironed chinos jeans, with a grey body hug, tightly showcasing his masculinity, and the dark coloured coat, over it all.

I take in his appearance whole, still rampaging my memory, how someone this fine and handsome, is asking me on a date with him.

"Wow! You look Gorgeous!" The perking of my ears, at the sound of his voice, breaks me out of my thoughts.  I stare at him watching him appreciate how I look, making me sigh in relief.

Was I really dressing to impress him?

"Thank you." I blush crimson, unable to say more than that. My gaze on Shawn deepening, as does his, making me realize how handsome he his.

Something that seemed to become more obvious tonight.

"Shall we?" Shawn asks placing a hand for me to take.

I place my hand on top his and my whole body erupts into fireworks. The hairs on body, raising in fear and estacy of the unknown touch. My heart race, increases, as my body heat becomes higher.

Oh my God, what is this?

Shawn and I have never made body contact before, this being the first, and it feels intensifying. I don't know if Shawn also felt the feeling, but his hands on mine seemed to tighten a little.

We walk to the car, as he opens the door for me. "Thank you." I give him a smile, as he nods. He comes to the drivers side, moving the car to our dateland.

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The lights illuminating from every chandelier, at the distanced positions from each other, in the spaced room, bringing more attention and obviousness, down to Shawn's appearance.

The golden chairs on opposite sides of the round table, covered with a white satin cloth.

"You really are beautiful." I raise my eyelash, staring into Shawn crest's gaze.

This time, I didn't back down.

"Thank you." a sly smile, making it's way to my lips.  A waitress comes to our presence, and Shawn asks if I was ready to order.  We both agreed to put the food, unto later, so we could converse more.

Afterall, this is a date and not, dinner.

"I hope you didn't have trouble, finding my place?" I ask instantly, as the waitress leaves.

"Not at all. It was straight forward." he admits and I nod. "I hope you like the place?" Shawn speaks again.

"I love it, it is sincerely beautiful." I comment, seeing the victory in his eyes, as I smile shyly.

He really, is trying to impress me.

Which is rare, because as privileged as he is, it really makes my heart flutter that he does care to impress me.

"Tell me Bonnie, what do you do on your days off?" Shawn's asks. 

I sit finely, meeting my fingers together, as I reply. "Well, it does depend on the day. Atimes, I take Nico to the park, we eat lunch out and spend the whole day, just wandering the streets" we both chuckle. "And, since it's just the two of us..."

"Just the two of you?" Shawn interrupts, listening closely.

"Just the two of us, staying together, I mean." I correct and he nods.

"What about your parents?" he asks again. The waitress comes back again, with a notebook in her hands.

"Good day, are you ready to take your order now?" she asks for the second time, and Shawn replied positively.

We both have our order and she leaves, taking us back to our conversation.

"My mom stays separately from us, while, my dad passed away, 5 years ago." I say.

"I'm sorry about that." Shawn speaks, with vision of sympathy in his eyes.

"That's fine. It's been a while now." I shrug, placing the topic away.

Talking about my dad's death, is not something that would be advisable to converse about, on a first date.

"What about you Shawn, it can't just be all work related?" I passively say.

"Honestly, most of it is. It is usually, from the office, to gala's, event, parties of shareholders, business partners or friends, and if it isn't that, it's fashion exhibit." he replies.

"That's interesting. Less I forget, I picked out the outfits you requested and sent the bill." I inform him.

"How many are they?" he questions.

"All together, they are twelve." I respond, sharply.

"Is that fine?" he ask and I c**k my brows.

"I really don't know, because it's your  order." I admit.

"Yes, it's my order, but they aren't for me. I possibly can't wear a woman's dress." We chuckle. "They're for you, Bonnie." he says.  My light chuckle are the first to stop, followed by the change in my expression, at his words.

Wait, what?

"Pardon?" I ask, trying to get him to clear the misunderstanding.

"Yes, Bonnie, The outfits are for you." he repeats, and I find myself short of words.

"But... You said... " I try to say, when I recall how he said the sizes are similar to mine, making me pick exactly the best of my size dressing, and I huff in amazement.

This man!

"But, Shawn, that's too much. I simply can't accept them." I counterback.

"I don't see how it is. Please accept them, as a token of my appreciation for accepting to go out with me." he says, and my lips slips open, slightly.

Token?

He calls $15000 a token?

"That, is more than a token Shawn and honestly, it is too much." I answer.

"Okay, let do it this way. You take it, and then the next time I plan on doing something like this again, I'll take your opinion." he says.

Next time?

I know he's a billionaire, but 15000 is damn much!

"Next time?" I say, but stop, trying to be appreciative. "Okay fine. Thank you, I deeply appreciate it. But, I would appreciate, if I'm being notified about it." I speak. It seems arguing with him, was going to land no where and this, was definitely not a place, to start picking up a debate.

The waitress brings up our food and my mouth, soon becomes watery on only the sight.

"Of course" he replies with seductive smile on his lips.

Damn, the rich life is good.

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Shawn had told me earlier that, he want us to leave Bankul some minutes ago, and go somewhere else.  He stated that, 'there is something, he would like to show me'.

Undoubtedly, I'm was curious as a cat, thinking of just where it is, we were going, and my curiosity only increased, as we got moving.

"I believe asking where we're going, is going to be futile?" I speak, as Shawn takes a right turn.

Time has passed the more, compared to the time we were at Bankul. Now,  it's 6:13pm and I have absolutely no idea, where Shawn is taking me to.

"I would like to tell you, but that wouldn't be a surprise anymore." he admits.

We keep on moving, all while talking about random things. Like, Shawn's childhood and his parents. He also told me how his dad passed away, to which I knew, based on how famous he is.

But I didn't tell him that, instead I listened, and sympathised with him.

We get to a stop, as Shawn parks at the entrance. It wasn't a surprise anymore, as I notice that we are at the beach.

I take in the environment. I have never been to this beach before, and from the looks at it, no one is here.

Shawn gets out of the car, after asking me to hold on for a bit inside. My mind begin racing, as possibilities and scenarios, clouds my cerebral cortex. Shawn soon gets back, as he opens the door for me, and places a hand for me to take.

Now, this is going to be the second time this, is happening.

My body enticed with the feeling of being in his touch again, as my mind dreaded it, because of how weak, it made me feel.

"Shwan, where are we going?" I ask as he smiles beautifully, at me

Damn!

The barricade opens bit by bit,  till its fully open, neglecting the question, I asked uncountable this night.

Shawn's hand, proceeded to the small of my back, as my body starts to feel heat coercing through me. The feeling of his hand, gently guiding me further, as we walk.

We reach the waters, as they shine beautifully blue at the moment. I watch as the tides increased with waves, and decreasing together, all while Shawn behind me.

"Just a little bit, and it'll be more beautiful than this." Shawn whispers from behind me, and I find myself composing my composure, to avoid melting at the feeling.

Soon enough, I see what Shawn had been hiding all this while, as my mouth open agape at the beauty in front of me.  The sun, yellow and big as a cosmic ball, setting gradually, as the tides rose and fell, all while reflecting the lights of the sun, through the waters.

The scene in front of me, making my heart clench and flutter at the same time, of such beauty that is only seen rarely. The atmosphere doing no justice to my already enticed state, as the weather drops.

My mind obliterated, that shawn is still here, up until the time I feel hands around my shoulders, dropping a piece of clothing around me, as his presence becomes closer.  "I believe, it's no longer a guess that I'm trying to woo you, Bonnie. "

And with that my mind fell into places, of unrecoverable stations.