ME AND MY DANCE

Chapter 4:- Meeting Mr Handsome.

Damilola walked to the reception room to get set for the day's work. There was a very long queue and there were still people sitting and some calling to make reservations.

At the hotel, there were three receptionists at the front desk.

The desks were also divided into three for each person.

Her desk was the first, and the two other desks were few meters apart from each other.

There were two female receptionist and a male. Damilola occupied the first desk, her fellow male colleague named 'Joshua', occupied the second one. The last desk was occupied by Clara, her best friend.

Joshua was taking care of calls, Damilola was taking care of those checking into the hotel, while Clara was taking care of those checking out. Everyone of them this morning, were busy.

In about an hour, the queue had been attended to. Damilola sat back and relaxed.

Customers were still coming but not so many to form a queue.

"Alex, Alex, you came at last. I guess you love it when the manager insults you," a voice said.

Damilola who was resting her head on her desk looked up and saw Clara standing right in front her, leaning on her desk.

"Would you just leave me alone? Clara," she blurted out, knowing fully well that Clara, her best friend in the world won't leave her alone.

Just like Damilola predicted, Clara didn't leave.

"Was that Ray, I saw with you outside, few hours ago? He is the one right?" She asked hungry for gossip.

"I can't believe you are asking me that. Wasn't it obvious?" Damilola replied.

"Oh! Shut up, I knew he was the one. Oh my God! He gets even more handsome day by day," she said lifting her head up to rest her chin on her folded hand, like she was imagining.

"Gosh, Clara. Don't you have anything doing? Stop disturbing me," Damilola replied, faking annoyance.

"What did he ask you? Tell me please, I am curious". Clara said.

Damilola scoffed and said. "Obviously. You are obviously so curious that you don't mind the manager catching you here and sacking you right away,"

"Come on Alex, could you just shut up and answer my question?"

"Clara, I can only do one of your options, I can't shut up and answer your question at the same time".

"Seriously?" Clara said starring at Damilola like she was a kill joy.

"Well, anyways, did he tell you he likes me? Did he act like he does? I am not exceptionally beautiful, but it doesn't hurt to try, right?" She said in one breath, not even giving herself a chance of breathing.

Damilola felt guilty and heartbroken. How could she tell her that he asked her on a date? She will be devastated.

"Clara, come on, you are very beautiful. You don't need to prove that to anyone. Whosoever says you are not, is too blind to see it. Ray might not see it now, but he would, one day. If he doesn't ever see it, it is his loss," Damilola said.

What could make Clara feel she is not beautiful. Come on, for Clara, beauty is an understatement. Clara was a white, tall with nice long legs. She was slim and had a very long brown hair that fell behind her back. She had a beautiful pair of dark blue eyes also.

Clara was a beauty from within and her outer appearance.

"Thanks Alex, I really appreciate your words," she said with a smile.

"You are very welcome," Damilola replied.

After a while of chatting, Clara walked back to her desk.

Damilola continued the day's work.

"Hello, miss," a voice said.

"Hello, sir, how may I help you?" Damilola asked, raising up her head from what she was typing.

There was a man standing in front of her. He was very tall and heavily built. There was a security earpiece in his ear and he was dressed in a white shirt and wore a black trouser, with a black suit.

Mere looking at him, you could already guess he was a bodyguard.

But for who?

"I guess you are new here. Well, my boss, is friends with the owner of this hotel 'Mr James Ronald'. My boss comes here for one week, every year. The owner of this hotel is very much aware of his arrival.

"Who and where is your boss?" In response to her question, the body guard looked behind him, as Damilola followed his gaze.

On a chair in the reception area was seated a man, his long beautiful legs were crossed. On him, was a dark blue slim fitted suit, which exhibited his broad shoulders. He wore a white shirt and had the first three buttons unbuttoned.

Damilola couldn't get a clear view of his face because he was starring at his phone, but she could already feel he carried a cold and unfriendly aura. His presence was so unique that it could not be overlooked.

His hair was perfectly and expensively styled. From where she stood, she could see his perfectly shaped jawline.

His appearance did not only draw Damilola's attention, many other women stopped to stare at him, his aura, could not be overlooked.

As expected of an arrogant fellow, he didn't even raise his head from his phone. His eyes were completely glued to his phone and was oblivious to the numerous stares of the people around him.

Damilola kept starring, she really wanted to see his face and know if he was as handsome as she imagined.

"Hey! Richie, my man. You are welcome," said the voice that drew a dazed Damilola out of her thoughts.

When the mysterious guy heard his name, he looked up from his phone. He had probably seen a good enough reason to draw his attention off his phone.

On seeing his full face, Damilola was dumbfounded. The guy was extremely more beautiful than she imagined. She had completely underestimated his beauty.

He was the most gorgeous man she had ever come across in her entire life.

He was fair in complexion but was a black. He had a beautiful pink lips which asked for a kiss.

Damilola's eyes were glued to him, like ant is, to sugar. She soon forgot about the bodyguard standing in front of her and just started at this beautiful creature with a smile on her face. Who could blame her? This type of beauty can't be seen just anywhere. She must have been pretty lucky to be standing in front of this prince like man. He was probably an angel sent to earth to make girls drool over him.

"Girl, what soap did you use to bathe today? How did you get so lucky?" She asked herself.

At that moment, she heard shrieks in front of her, girls were feasting on his good looks.

His eyes was a dark shade of brown. This man was a perfect description of the word 'beautiful'. He looked like he had been abstracted from a lovely painting.

He stood up from his seat, and under the gaze of everyone, walked up to the guy who called him with a smile on his face.

The way he walked was fairy like. He walked like he was from a royal family and everything about him screamed royalty.

Oh! That smile! That smile, was heavenly. It exposed his perfect set of teeth and glowing dimples. He was damn too cute to be human. He was in fact Perfect.

On getting to the person who called him, they hugged heartily.

Seeing that, Damilola stared at the person who hugged him. At that moment, it dawned on her that the other guy was the owner of the hotel whom she had never met before, since the 6 months she had been working here.

He always kept a low profile and she wouldn't have been able to recognize him, if not for his picture which she once came across coincidentally, she wouldn't have recognized him. He was someone everyone wanted to see but only few had that privilege.

He was tall, dark in complexion and slim. He wore a blue shirt, grey suit and grey trouser and. His shirt was buttoned all the way to the top and was without a tie.

His hair was in tiny dreads, making him glow handsomely. He even looked more handsome than his pictures which she came across at the hotel.

"What the heck is going on? Why do I keep meeting handsome men?" She said in thoughts as she stared at them.

Out of curiosity, she asked herself, "if this man greeting this cutie is Mr James, wouldn't this guy be someone who held a reputable position?"

She stared at the man trying to figure out if she knew him but his face didn't ring a bell. This cute face wasn't a face to be forgotten. She definitely doesn't know him.

"He is probably no one special," she thought.

"Hey! Hello, are you there?" Someone said drawing her out of her thoughts. She realized that the bodyguard was no longer there and had been replaced by the two guys she had been drooling over.