Open The Door, Naomi!

Derrick’s POV

Associating with others was definitely the last thing on my mind. I had thought it was an opportunity for me to rid my mind of Naomi but with the way, I keep thinking about how. I can clearly say it was futile. There was no need to hide it, everything about the party was boring. I was not feeling too good about listening to what anyone had to say. I just wanted to go home or maybe see Naomi.

It looked as if I have been infected with a virus known as Naomi’s virus.

“Do you need more drinks, dear?” Sharon’s voice brought me out of my thoughts. The night was definitely not going my way. When I asked my assistant to call Sharon as my escort. I thought she would be able to steer my thought away from Naomi a bit. In Naomi’s absence, the only woman whose arm I had found little comfort in was Sharon’s but now it felt like every other lady’s arm to me.

“I think I am okay.”

“Are you sure?” She was trying to sit on my legs now. If it was any other day, I would have gladl