100 Days With Mr Romero

“Still watching out for Max?” I asked her whilst laughing.

“Yes, he’s become so much of a bother these days. He cried in front of me yesterday, only to go to the locker room, arrive back and begin to bark orders at me like I’m his slave. At the end of the day, when I’m going he thinks I don’t usually see him but he would walk me till I get to my street junction before coming back. To be honest, he’s just giving me different vibes. And I’ve told him countless of times,” Livvie folds the napkin, sighed and leaned on the table.

“I’ve told him times without number even, that i am not interested. Would never be interested. I’m not even interested in being with a man at the moment. Is it that hard for him to digest?” I could tell she was frustrated by the matter already.

“Awww darling, don’t worry. I’d try my best to talk to him and tell him to back off.” I placed my hands on her shoulder in encouragement.

“Thank you, I really hope that works. I guess it’s time for me to vanish now. I’m so hungry and I’ve prepared to Netflix and chill this night. Tomorrow is the first off day I’m getting in months. I’ve gotta use it to the fullest.” She smiled and kissed my cheeks.

I just stood there and watched her, lost in thoughts as she pulled of her mini apron and grabbed her bags. I could also see Max peeping from the door leading to the staffs locker room and I could almost laugh. He was like an innocent stalker.

“Alright Emma, see you later.” Olivia called out to me as she passed by me and began her journey to her home. I saw Max step out after her. At least, he could make sure she was safe. I was going to have a word with him though. After he came back from his journey.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Sighing, I banged my head against the hardwood table for a while. I still had few minutes before resuming my shift.

I had avoided searching anything about Gideon ever since we parted ways that early morning, things hadn’t been the same again. I was constantly having an inner battle with myself if I should look for his company number or maybe I could go back to his club and act like I had no idea he owned it. Anything to just see him for a little bit.

I was running out of my mind. I needed to do something about this branded feeling I had in me. I was starting to get crazy bit by bit. Like the way I always sniffed my still unwashed shirt of that night. It smelt of him and only his smell could drive me fucking crazy.

I got up from the bar chair and got myself to the back of the table. Yes, i was going to distract myself and not think about anything that had to do with him. At least, I needed my own fine without thoughts of him swimming in it every hour.

I had been working for a long time already, maybe 4 hours when I thought I had seen someone that looked like him. It must have been an hallucination. Even now, he was making me hallucinate.

“A martini,” a lady in a short, red, lacy gown ordered and I glanced at her. She was easily beautiful. Elegant in every way, and i could not help but snort. It was always the red gown.

“Coming right up,” I just finished sliding the bottle to the lady when a voice thundered,

“There you are darling, I was starting to worry where you had disappeared to.” That voice, that voice, oh my gosh that voice.

I stopped whatever I was doing, daring myself just to take a look to confirm if it was just my imagination. But I knew, I knew deep down that it belonged to him.

That was why when I looked up, and our eyes met, and when he didn’t look surprised to see me, I looked away and pretended I had never met him before. I attended to another customer even when my hands were shaking and my heart was clenching when I continued on o feel his gaze on me..

Everything passed by a blur, Gideon and his woman left the bar minutes later and I couldn’t wait but to be back home. I was tired already. It was for the best for acting like I didn’t know him. I mean, what was I to say?

“Hey Gidds, do you remember our last meeting? Well, I was on the desk while you ate me out. Fun stuff right?”

Or,

“Gideon. How has your sexual life been since that day? Cant seem to get it out of your mind like me?”

It was too embarrassing to acknowledge. I felt like bashing my head as I walked past the back door of the bar, leading my way to my home. More so, if he had wanted to see me, he knew my house. He could have just come for a visit. What I did was best.

I was barely paying attention which was why when i jumped on thin air, almost fall and have a mini heart attack when I saw a tall figure standing behind the shadows.

The figure stood tall over the various trash cans as it walked forward and into the light.

“Gideon?” I questioned when he stopped not too far from me.

“Oh wow. Looks like she remembers me after all.” Gideon laughed out loud but I could tell, I could sense it was a cold laughter.

I could only let out a tight lipped smile as all I wanted to do was to get out of the freaking place. Sensations were already running through me and all I just wanted to do was to push his head down and award him with a beautiful kiss. While punishing his lips and dancing beautifully with his tongues.

Snap out of it!

I cleared my throat, “I think I’d be going right now. See you later bud.” Really, all I had to say was bud! Out of all other things to have said.

Briefly, I heard a low groan before he let out an “Oh no, you don’t .” Before I could process what was happening, I was grabbed by the wrist, dragged my to my toes and immediately soft lips came down on me.

It had come as a shock to me but I hadn’t bothered with it. I kissed him back with all might. My hands dragged on his head and into his hair, massaging both his scalp and head. He let out another groan as his hands on my waist tightened and he positioned my head well for a better angle. I didn’t know how long we stood there, but we kissed for a long time. A really long time.