Waiting for you

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Amara’s p.o.v.

That weekend was the beginning of our relationship.

I opened up to Timothy about being a virgin when things got very heated again. He stopped at that very moment, saying that my, our first time should be very special.

We are currently 11 weeks in. Nothing has happened, other than cuddling, kissing, and touching, and it is driving me insane at this point.

At the office, we do our upper best to maintain professional, special around other colleagues and guests. There are rumors going around in the company. They have been going on for years, so they are still guessing. For now.

At the moment that we are alone and there is little time to spare, we might get carried away with some sexy time at the office.

Timothy is extremely attentive. He takes me out to dinner almost every weekend, and we spend time at his beach house from time to time. He even took me shopping, not a single complaint that I take too long, or we should leave the mall.

I really love the way we are bonding, but first I thought his reasoning was to be true, but I am really starting to regret telling him and doubt if he truly wants me to be his completely.

I mean why won’t he just f**k me already?! He says that he can’t wait, but I am done waiting. I have been waiting to be deflowered for awhile now. I am ready.

The more I think about it, the harder my hands are working, packing in my suitcase. By now I am throwing things in without care.

My phone bleeps, letting me know I have a message.

Sir Timothy Brown: Hope you are ready packing, baby. I am on my way.

Yes, I haven’t changed his name in my phone.

My overthinking got the best of me. Taking a deep sigh, I flip over the suitcase and restart to organize it neatly. Can’t have too much wrinkles in my clothes, plus I really hate a mess.

When I am done, I roll my case at the stairways. Glance around my room fast and go down.

Bria isn’t home, she is at her niece, babysitting the kids for a couple days. We said our goodbye’s, she made me promise to sent her pictures of the wedding or at least my outfit. Which I don’t even know what it will be, Timothy said he has the perfect dress for me.

We are leaving to Aruba, I am so excited, this is my first time out of the country after years and I can’t wait to see this beautiful island.

I have read Aruba is part of the Dutch Kingdom, a former colonized island, located above Venezuela.

Beautiful white beaches, clear blue sea, palm-trees and full of local hotspots. They speak different languages, Dutch, English and Spanish are common, but I am amazed that they have their own local language, which is called Papiamento.

Papiamento is the language that was developed during the time of colonization, since the colonized people were not aloud to speak their own language(s). They mixed their own tongue with different words of the languages from their European colonizers. Which I why I am amazed, a community binding in survival, the power of unity.

I really can’t wait to visit the island, hoping there is time we can explore around.

The doorbell rings not long after I checked the house, as expected it is Tim. I still take a quick glance around and satisfied, I take my suitcase and take my leave. Timothy takes over my suitcase and we are off to the airport.

Timothy’s p.o.v.

Finally I got my lady by my side. When she said that she wanted to be mine, my heart almost explode.

The moment was passionate, I wanted her right there and I was planning on doing so, that was until she told me that she really was a virgin.

It took everything in me to really slow down, I want her to know that this is not a short, fling or some kind of a boss – secretary fantasy that I want to fulfill.

Instantly I had a desire to make her feel cherished even more.

The past weeks were hectic at the company, but we have managed to get through it. The deal with Young has been sealed and with Young in my company’s portfolio, will lead to more new clients the upcoming years.

I didn’t forget to make my woman feel loved. Taking her out to dinner, walking on the beach under the moonlight. We also went shopping one weekend, since we needed a outfit for my sister’s wedding.

My sister wanted everybody to be in evening wear at the wedding and dinner, but said we can change in to lighter clothing after for the party. The theme of the wedding is ocean.

Amara fitted different cocktail dresses, but the sapphire blue one was the one. She really loved it, but she felt it was too much.

It was perfect, so I bought it when she was fitting other possibilities. She ended up with a cute light pearl pinkish dress.

So I might have told her last week that I bought us a matching fit. Yes, I bought my self a sapphire suit, just so that my woman can wear the dress she really wanted.

Also have my own personal reasons. Maybe obvious, but I know my target will still act oblivious.

After I picking up Amara, we head off to the plane. She quickly falls asleep after some small talk. Arriving at the private airport where my plane is stored, I don’t want to wake her up, so I lift her up and carry her into the plane first.

I am greeted by a young brown eyed, ashy blond. She has a dirty smile on her face, licks her lips short, before pushing them forward, fluttering her lashes seductively.

“Good evening, Sir. My name is Mandy. I will be your stewardess this trip. Welcome.”, her voice dripping with sultry.

Did I mentioned, I can’t stand women like this? Women who just throw themselves at men, because of lust.

Glaring at her with a stern look, I pull up my eyebrow.

“Where is the flight attended that I normally fly with?”

She flinches a bit a my cold tone.

“Pamela is sick, Sir. The company sent me to fill in for her.”, she stammers a little shaky.

“Pull another stunt like that again and you can go.”

“But Sir…” she whines, looking shocked at me.

I pulled my eyebrow up higher looking at her with a filthy look.

“You dare wasting my time!” I voice to her hard, causing my Love to stir in my embrace.

“No, no, Sir. It won’t happen again.”, she quickly said, waving her hands before shamefully looking at her feet.

My pilot came out of the cockpit.

“Hello Sir, welcome on board.”, he says with a friendly nod. “Is there a problem, Sir?”

“Jonathan, good evening.”, a short smile on my face, before it returns back to a stern cold look at the woman in front of me.

“I assume there won’t be anymore.”, not wanting to look at the woman any longer, I put my eyes back on the pilot.

“How long before we take off?”

“We are cleared in 45 minutes, Sir.”

“Our luggage is still in the car, I will carry my wife to the cabin, before taking them in. I will wake her up in 30 minutes.”, I inform them and make my way to the private room in the back of the plane.

The door was already open and thank God, that Mandy girl, didn’t follow.

Softly laying Amara on the bed, I kiss her temple and she moves a little, but doesn’t wake up.

Closing the door behind me, I go back to the car and unload our things out the trunk and bimbo took them over.

Our personal bags I took to our room, making sure they are at hand. I take my laptop and phone and go take a seat.

“Can I get you anything to drink, Sir?”

“I will wait till we are in the air. Thank you.”

I didn’t even look up at her, installing my laptop on the table. I don’t have any work to do really, I have delegated everything possible to the head of departments. Not that I expect any problems while away, but I can check in at any time and they can reach me if needed. I open a unimportant document and pretend to be busy, hoping she won’t bother me in the meantime.

“Sir, we are ready for take off in 10.”, Jon let’s me know.

I close my laptop and go to the suite. Amara wakes up by me opening the door a bit too roughly, looking confused at me.

“Sorry Love, didn’t mean to startle you.”

She apologizes for falling a sleep so suddenly, with a shy blush.

“You have a bed in your plane?”, she asks after properly adjusting herself to her environment.

“Yes, which has never been used by any other woman, other then my sister maybe.”, I don’t know why I felt the need to confess that to her, but I want her to know that she is the only woman who matters to me.

“Oh, okay…”

“We are ready for take off, we should buckle in.”

“You certainly have taste, Sir.”, Amara said stepping out the room, looking at the interior.

The way she whispered that Sir part, realizing her mistake at the same time… well damn, it was a weird turn on. I sucked in a breath, a curse slipping out from the effect her voice got on me.

“Thank you, Love. Let’s have our seat.”

“Sir, please put on your seatbelt. Your pilot is ready.”

This Mandy girl got some f*****g nerve, she can clearly see that Amara is present.

It’s that my sister is getting married tomorrow and I can’t stop this f*****g plane right now.

“Love, let me help you.”, I ignored Mandy instead turning to Amara completely. Taking the seatbelt in my hands immediately.

Amara was taken a back at my harsh undertone, but she understood instant that it was not a message to her directly.

Her beautiful smile, showing her white teeth.

“You always take such good care of me.”, she pulled me towards her, kissing me on the lips.

Loving her boldness, I wink at her.

“Thank you, Sir.”, again she whispered the sir part, with a sexy smile.

Buckling myself up, I notice Mandy is still standing side of me. When I take Amara’s small hand in mine, bringing it up my lips to kiss it, she walks away with a huff.

“What the f**k is her problem?”, Amara mumbles with a giggle.