CHAPTER 2
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“Oh my God I'm so sorry,” she said, turning around to call the attention of an usher, “could you get us a hand towel?” she requested but before the hand towel was brought, she took out the little serviette she had underneath her wine glass and used it to dab on the red wine that was all over Carter's suit.
“Here it is, ” said an usher who came a few minutes later.
They both reached out for the towel which was hanging on the usher's hand. He took it instead, “don't worry, Miss. I will take it from here,” and continued dabbing.
A male usher approached afterwards, “hello, we can help you with another suit at the dressing room, if you don't mind,” he offered.
“I mind, I will wear this. You don't want to bother yourself.” He said to the usher, Zara starred in utmost bewilderment.
“You will go about today's celebration wearing this,” she said pointing at the stained suit he still had on, “and we just got started.”
“Don't bother yourself, what's your name?” He queried, extending his hand for a handshake.
“Zara”, she answered, stretching out her hand for a handshake.
“I'm sorry about your suit. It looks very exquisite and I ruined it,” she apologized.
“No, it's nothing, we are humans, bound to make mistakes. I'm sure this wouldn't have happened, had you seen me.”
She smiled, lost for words.
“You're very beautiful, can we take a walk,” he said, stretching out his arm for her to curl her hand over it.
“So, are you related to the celebrant?” she pretentiously asked like she didn't know who he was.
“Not at all. My fiance who is the step daughter of the celebrant invited me and in fact, this family as a whole are good business partners with my family so I couldn't miss it,” he tailed detailed. “What about you?” He asked.
The celebrant is my mother.
Carter looked at her and nodded, “are you serious?” He asked.
“Finally, my curiosity has been doused because I've been wondering about the uncanny resemblance.” He said touching her cheeks.
With that she giggled. “I also noticed you find it a little bit hard keeping your hands to yourself. I like it.”
“So tell me what being their daughter feels like? Uncle Ford has been a very good friend of my father, same with his daughter who I'm very much in love with,” he confessed.
As he said this, Zara's countenance suddenly changed and she had to change the subject immediately.
“What did you study in school?”
“Politics and business management.”
“Two degrees?”
“Yes,”
“Wow,” she said, duffing an imaginary hat in respect to such an achievement. “It isn't easy studying for one degree and someone has two.”
Carter found it a little bit embarrassing that she had no degree but to kill his doubt he had to ask, “you mean you don't have any degree?”
“I have, but it was quite difficult for me. I had studied long hours, especially because of my position. People expect you to come out one of the best, if not the best.”
“That's quite different for your sister. She's extremely intelligent. We went to the same school.”
“Is that how you met her?”
“Yes,”
Zara drew him close to her in the guise of whispering something to his ears but rather give him a perk. In utmost amazement he told her, “you have some guts, don't you?”
“Why shouldn't I?” She answered while wiping off her lipstick from his cheek, “maybe I should just leave it,” she said, they both smiled.
As this was going on, another invitee to the event brought out his phone and took pictures of them. As people came to celebrate the Mrs Ford’s birthday, some other people came with other motives.
Everyone was instructed to sit down while the musical band started performing as well as the dancers who were on stage.
“I call on my daughter to come and dance with me,” Her mother requested from the stage.
Zara stood up and whispered, “don't go anywhere” to Carter who was still amazed by how comfortable she was with him despite that day being their first time of interaction. She then joined her mother on the stage who stretched forth her hand to receive Zara.
As the dancing was going on Carter’s phone beeped and he checked, it was a notification from Helin calling to ask if he was already there.
She left the phone on silent and slipped it back into his suit’s pocket.
It wasn't long before the dance ended. She stepped down from the stage and whispered again into his ears, “Can you accompany me to the restroom?”
“Of Course,” he accepted.
They both left the ball room for the rest room.
The person who was taking their pictures quietly followed them and took pictures of every moment but the puzzle was that he couldn't have access to the restroom because only one person was supposed to enter at a time but both Zara and Carter got in together.
Carter lifted her up while she curled her legs around his waist. He dropped her on the sink of the restroom, “swear you haven't seen me before or didn't know who I am before today?”
“In all honesty, I've always known you. I find you very attractive,” she confessed.
“You are going to be very intelligent and sneaky. You acted like you didn't know me the whole time.”
“It depends on your definition of knowing,” she said, dragging his jaw closer to hers, “I just see you around but I don't know you very well,” she lied.
Carter reciprocated the gesture and they both kissed passionatly.
Zara slowly made her hands to his trouser and then his belt, trying to unlock it. Suddenly, they heard some footsteps approaching.
Zara eagerly went out to find out who it was but saw no one.
As she returned to start from where she stopped, Carter rejected her advances and proposed they went back to join the party.
He locked his belt and led Zara out.
The guests stood in twos, dancing when Carter sighted Helin having a discussion with one of the guests. He ignored Zara and reached out to her, tapping her on the shoulder and circling his hands around her waist.
“For the past one hour I've been trying to reach you. Tell me, where's your phone?” she queried.
“We will address that later. Let's have this moment to ourselves.” He suggested dismissing the topic.
They both stood and danced together leaving Zara to go occupy herself with someone else.
The next day, pictures from the event made it to the top trending news with Carter and Zara's pictures on the front page.
Helin lost it all and headed for his office.
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