He was on his route to his father's, he missed him. Lately, they had been limited to phone calls, discussing nothing but business, but that wasn't what he really wanted. He needed some quality time with his family not just his dad; Although it was already as messed up as it was.
While on his way, his mind couldn't help but detract from Saturday.
His lips curved at the thought of every moment.
Her presence alone made him feel alive resulting in the administration of the medication being anything but a necessity. He felt gloomy whenever she left his side for whatsoever reason and immediately found himself requesting her presence every two minutes for nothing in particular.
He recalled every single expression of hers--Which he discovered were breathtakingly lovely--when she will show up just to realize she was summoned for ridiculous reasons like getting him the remote control, his laptop, spread open his curtains, or examine beneath his bed
"You look like you are about to hunt down a Buffalo," Kate said, walking past her daughter who had almost gotten the door off its hinges. Actually, She was about to do so. Unfortunately, the buffalo was a reasonable distance away from her plus, she had more important things on her plate. So, the buffalo could wait. Zaphrina sighted a bouquet of white roses cloak a face. She didn't have to brainstorm to know who it was. "Mason," she called. He removed the roses off of his face making her come in contact with a grin. Stretching the bouquet to her hold, he said, "I couldn't sort you out among the congregation today and knew something was up. Your mum told me you couldn't make it because you aren't in your best of health. So..." He itched the corner of his eye. "I bought you these on my way." With a smile, Zaphrina took the roses, smelled them and thanked him. She gestured her head for him to get in. She was glad
One must have thought her resentment had deflated. Alas, it was still there, burning within. Young Zaphrina stomped to her unit, unlike other days, she was late; Even Narnia—the slug—showed up earlier than she had. Well, partly, she had a good reason to be late. She had gone to the health unit and the doctor assured her she was fine. The tummy aches were due to food poisoning. Her ride to her job site kept her mind busy wondering what she had ingested out of the normal: Two days old PB&J, five days old slice of pepperoni pizza, undercooked meat just to name a few yet, she hadn't seen what went wrong. She sat on an island stool with the coffee almost ready, waiting for a go-ahead while doing so, she reminisced her Sunday, What she saw and finalized. So first of all Mason lied, this 'non-significant' caller wasn't a he but a she. Secondly, he got that she-- who's name eventually hit her as Ariana--pregnant. The reason why he didn't want to pick up her call. She felt her gut knot and
There was a deafening silence in the spacious room as she waited for his reply.The rate at which she was close to him nearly made her falter; his expensive perfume gracing her nostrils, his dangerous but hot looks caressing her eyes and his presence, intimidating.His gaze met hers, searched hers, as if he could find the answers in them yet, he wouldn't utter a word."What now, Cat got your tongue?" she elicited, but still he didn't say a thing.he must have been preparing a firing speech somewhere in there but before he was ready to spit whatsoever, she wanted to air her mind."You will probably have it again, but not until I'm done with you, Mister Woods." She continued. "If that is what you do to survive, then count me out and— " She stopped.He wasn't looking at her, so, she took it as an opportunity to scan him allover. Her eyes roamed his beautiful face then his barely noticeable exposed Adam's apple protruding at the top
She rode her way to her job site with constant sighs, at that point in time, everything around her seemed blurry as thoughts of the prior event webbed her mind. Just when she thought there was that flicker of hope did everything slumber. Because I do not want to lose you... Those words hunted her and there were possibilities they would hunt her all the days of her life, perhaps if he hadn't killed it all with the latter. There never will be anything beyond the employer-employee relationship between them. She had to stop deluding and adhere to his piercing words of having no motives. Zaphrina had exited the busy highways, directed to the private road where her old BMW decided—of all times—to have a seizure. It was about time she got a new car and shy away from the abrupt embarrassments. She dashed out of the car to see what went wrong. She examined all possible corners she suspected of malfunction to see
Selena Gomez- the heart wants what it wants. The view on his laptop screen from his office desk was heart-ripping. Watching every bit of it felt like a blunt knife being shoved into his skin. Death was a better option than the sight of her smile glints originating from someone else and not him. Not wanting any more of emotional torture, Marley disconnected himself from the Closed-Circuit Television. One sure thing was, Zaphrina was a tremendous distraction. He scarcely concentrated on anything; be it work-related, family related as well as himself. For some odd reasons, he loved it. She was now his favorite distraction. He eyed the stack of files and manuscripts on his office table, it was going to take an eternity to attend to every one of them especially with a bomb of a lady preoccupying his senses. Yet, he set on. He began signing, stamping, reading and typing. The latter wasn't successful as he leaned bac
They were both in Marley's low profile Toyota RAV4 neither of them uttering a word. He found the silence irritating. He knew not what to say, or perhaps he did but knew not where to commence. Marley saw her delve into her purse for her phone. She must have gotten tired of staring out the window, Her fingers jabbed the phone screen before taking it onto her ears. A frown etched her face giving him the impression that she must have fallen into voicemail. She tried the number one more time, still, she fell into voicemail. Marley eyed her and while doing so, curiosity got the best of his eyes. She had been trying to call a man--Mason as seen on the caller ID. He would've thought it was her brother if the name hadn't stroke a part of his memory. It was a conversation he couldn't forget, though he was in the worst of conditions. "Mason I don't know what to say, you hurt me so much that the scars will never heal." The guy that nig
Her night has been restless. That explained why she was awake as early as four am. With a preoccupied mind, she did her morning routine and was ready to leave home earlier than usual. Zaphrina opened the door to suspended knuckles. Before her stood a girl of her age or so, her crimson ombre hair cascaded down her mid-back. Her oval, calm-pasted face revealed a soothing smile. The shade of her big orbs could put the ocean to shame. Zaphrina's gaze wandered south to see a belly bump protruding from the fitting sleeveless blouse she had on. Based on her assumptions, the young girl would be dancing between tweleve to fifteen weeks. Her hand owned a chubby little girl, judging from the feeble eyes and rosy cheeks, it was clear the little one hadn't had enough sleep. "Good morning," The girl said. "Good morning," Zaphrina reflected. "I'm sorry to disturb you at these early hours of the morning. I have an appointment with my obstetrician in about twe
Like a teenager. Yes, that was how he looked like. She loved the way his eyes glistened and every smile which graced his lips after she approved of both of them. It was an experience she wouldn't trade for anything in the world. It was barely eleven in the morning. Elijah drove her home. Even though she was completely swallowed up in her own thoughts, the bits of looks which Elijah stole of her from the rearview mirror didn't go unnoticed as it wasn't new to her in the first place; Earlier that day, her fellow comrades threw similar hefty looks at her- Anna, most especially. The petite's mouth wouldn't stop parting and shutting in an attempt to shoot endless bullets of questions. Was the emotional change so obvious? It'd been a while since she hadn't felt that way. Her lips broke into an oblivious smile. Her ride came to a stop with the chivalrous Elijah waving her goodbye. On stepping into the house, she was quickly welcom