Waiting for you

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Amara’s p.o.v.

The week past faster than I can keep up. Before I knew it, it is the night before my date with Timothy.

Bria planned a girls spa night, when she got knowledge of our date. Meaning facial masks, a nice warm footbath, painting nails and talking.

“So how did it went between you two these last days?”, she ask me wondering.

After our talk, on the day when Timothy and I had our first kiss, I really felt super confident again. That was till I got up the next morning to get ready for work. I just couldn’t get the nasty thoughts out of my mind, being afraid to give in to it again during work hours, I almost called in sick. Somehow I had found the courage to get to work.

Although Timothy didn’t stop flirting with me, so I still can’t doubt his intentions to be false. Only he hasn’t made any move to kiss me, on the lips.

Disappointing and frustrating!

“Girl, you are going to ruin your mask if you keep moving your face muscles, I will not apply it if you keep doing that, it would be for nothing.”, Bria giggles. “What are you thinking about?”

“Thinking about how awkward it felt at first.”, I say rolling my eyes, shaking my head in the process.

“You know,” I sigh, “I almost didn’t went to work the other day.”, making Bria laugh harder, like I said something funny. I just roll my eyes at her.

“I mean it’s not as if you kiss your boss everyday.”, I huff annoyed about her giggles.

“You mean the hot boss that you have wet dreams about?”, she bites back.

“Hey you are suppose to be on my side. BFF?”

“I am, always.”, Bria says assuring me.

“I see.”, I tell her narrowing my eyes at her.

She just sticks her tongue out, while she keeps stirring the ingredients of her natural mask together. I don’t even know what she is mixing, but she said that it will make our skin smoother than baby bumps.

“But for real though? Are you really still having second thoughts?”, she asks me sincerely.

“I was, but if this week has shown me anything, it’s that I am safe to say, that I at least have to give it a good shot. He really hasn’t changed much actually after that kiss.”

“Although we haven’t kissed anymore.”, I sigh out my thought.

When I hear Bria almost screech loudly in excitement, I realize I said it out loud.

“He so wants you!”

“You think? I mean, he is flirtatious, he does steals glances. We caught each other doing so. He kisses my cheek in the morning and when bringing me to the car aftertime. But, he hasn’t kissed me, like kissed me, kissed me and every time I try to give him a sign, he just ignores it.”

How I long to be claimed by his lips and tongue again, while being in his arms.

“Believe me, the way you described that kiss. If it was really that hot. I am certain the man is just trying to keep his cool and show you that he can be a gentleman. Must say he is good at this game indeed. I like him.”, she praise him with approval.

“So I should just be patient?”

She nods and puts the bowl she holds on the counter.

“Believe me, Mara. You are so in for a treat. Stop worrying so much.”

Easy for her to say!

“Let’s get started, you have to get a goodnight rest early, so you will be ready on time.”

The next morning…

Hearing my alarm clock, I get up swiftly. Excitement and anxiety is going through me, no bad feelings though. Timothy will be here in about 2 hours, so I get myself ready after a glass of juice.

Freshly showered, I cream my still hot damping body with some moisturizing coconut body oil. Boosting my light caramel skin to glow extra. I cover myself in my fluffy rope after.

Standing in my dresser, I can’t decide what I am going to on, but I know it has to match my red painted nails.

Before I know it, piece after piece is flying out of the press. Normally I wouldn’t do this, but this is not a normal day.

“Finally!”, I exclaim, while doing a little dance. Holding up my, never worn, retro 50's white halter dress, which has big fully bloomed red and yellow roses printed over it. The dress comes with a matching belt and hairband.

“This is perfect.”

I cringe of the mess I just created, when I turn to my bed. Before dressing, I clean it up fast.

When it’s time to do my make up, I hear a knock on the door.

“Mara?”

“It’s open, come in.”

Bria walks in and smiles brightly at me, after she observes me from head to toe and back.

“O My, that dress is stun-ning. He is going to love that.”, she says adoring me.

“I thought so too, thanks, sweetie.”

“May I do your make up and do the finishing of your hair?”, by her determined look, she already made up her mind. Not willing to start a fight on this good morning, I roll my chair to my make up stand and sit.

“Just no heavy make up.”

“Uhmm, you in that dress is the center piece today. I am just going to make your face and hair fit the dress. Just trust me.”, she giggles cheerful. “Let’s get started, we don’t want to keep Mr. Boss waiting.”, she winks teasingly, giving me butterflies thinking about Timothy and our date.

“Now, sit still and don’t peek.”, she says turning my chair away from the mirror. It takes her about 30 to 45 minutes and she is done.

“Ready to see the end result?”, she says turning me back.

My thick long black hair is loose, hold together on the crown of my head, by the matching hair wrap with some loose curls hanging in the front, on the side of my face.

The black eyeliner is art work, finished with some light yellow and a glimpse of red shadow at the end of my eye. My lips are painted ombre red.

Wow! She totally rocked it. Now I really look like a adorable sweet little pin up doll. I couldn’t have done this better myself.

“Bria, wow!!! Thank you, you made me look beautiful.”, I thankfully tell her, without taking my eyes of my completed look.

“That’s easy, because you are beautiful, sweets.”, she smiles loving to me.

When I want to thank and deny her compliment at the same time, the doorbell rings.

“s**t!” / “He is here!”, we both exclaim.

“Girl.”, Bria looks at me warning.

“No, I just need to put on my wedge heels and I wanted to make sure that they were on, before he was here. But… Can you get that for me? I will be right down.”, Bria gives me a nod and heads out my room.

Walking back in my dresser, I open my shoe rack and take out my beauties. That will really finish my outfit. Prior to leaving, I double check, making sure I didn’t oversee anything while cleaning up my clutter. Conforming with myself, I take a white jeans jacket and small white handbag with shoulder chain.

In the bag I put my keys, mini perfume, my phone, atm & ID card. Plus the lip liner and lipstick that Bria used, just in case I need to retouch later. I lean the jacket over my arm and go downstairs myself.

‘This is it. Our date. Hopefully he will like my outfit. Here goes nothing.’

Timothy is sitting in the living, waiting patiently on me.

‘Funny, we seem to think a like.’

He is looking at the family pictures on the wall, from the distance he is sitting. I normally hate it when people let their eyes wander all over their private properties, when they visit somebody. Why don’t I seem to bother at this fact now?

He didn’t hear me coming in the living and he is seated with is back to me. I feel the need to see if he can be spontaneous at times.

Sneaking up to him, I try to be as quiet as I can. When I stand behind him, I quickly wrap my eyes around his head, hiding his eyes under my palms. He chuckles at my embrace.

“Tried to give me a scare, beautiful?”, he says husky toned.

Well, that caught me off guard. I did wanted to scare him a bit is true, but I am though. How tf am I going to get through this day, without just willing to surrender to him by just his voice?!

“Beautiful?”, he asks with a little hesitation.

“You haven’t even seen me yet.”, I say as teasingly as I can.

“Baby, I don’t have to see you to know that you are.”, I feel his face forming that knowing smirk again.

That’s my guy. This man will not stop giving me butterflies.

“As much as I want to stay in your arms, I would like to see you.”, Timothy says caressing my arm lightly.

“Sorry.”, I blush, taking my palms off his eyes. He takes my hand in his and kisses it on the inside.

“You ready, my love?”, he says repeating the sweet action.

“Yes, Sir.”, I sigh out too slow and low to my own will, and I didn’t mean to offend him, by not addressing him by his first name. I have not missed the ‘my love’ affirmatively flowing in to my ear. The impact is too strong on me. It is like he controls me.

He just hums and gives me another kiss, this time on the spot where my hand and wrist connect. The kiss leaves little tingles behind, making me gasp of the feeling.

This is not a fair game.

“Hey Timothy, I think Mara will be right down…”, Bria loudly speaks walking in to the living. “Oh.”, she shockingly say, when I turn to look at her.

BRIAAAAAA!!!!

Timothy quickly stand up and makes his way around the sofa. I get ready to face him. When he finally puts his eyes on me, I am already a mess on the inside, for him.

“Breathtaking.”, he says sweetly, worshipping me with his eyes. “You look amazing.”

“Thank you.”, I say blushing harder. “You look very handsome too.”

Remember my random thoughts just earlier… We f*****g match! *inner heart eyes*

He is casual dressed, in a polo and trousers, in all white, as if we had an agreement beforehand.

“Hope you haven’t eaten yet, like I asked you.”

The sound that my belly just made, answering for me. Timothy smiles apologetic.

“I only had a glass of juice.” I still tell him.

“We should go, I am also ready to eat.”, he chuckles shortly, while he stick out his arm for me to hold, which I gladly put my arm in. Giving him a sweet smile.

“Take care of my girl and bring her back in one piece.”, Bria jokes to Timothy, giving me a quick hug after. “Girl, he’s HOT, no joke… Details, when you are home.”, she speaks whispering in my ear, making me giggle.

I quickly introduce them to each other, not knowing how they really met.

“Have fun you two.”, Bria says cheering us on to get on our way.

“Thank you, was nice meeting you. Hopefully we will meet soon again, so we can really get to know each other.” Timothy says gives her a friendly smile and after our greetings we walk to the car.

‘How much did they interact?’, I question myself. But… If I would trust any woman with Timothy, other than in his family of course, it would be my Bria. So, I wave it off, to enjoy the present.

As the proven gentlemen, he escorts me to and in the car. Closing the door and all.

“So, where are we going?”, I ask curiously, before he can even settle himself properly in his car seat.

He starts the car and takes off, in the mirror, I can see the front door is just about to close. Newsy bff alarm.

“Well, I wasn’t sure about the weather, but it’s perfect for what I have planned. You will see when we get there.”

“Oh, okay.”, I say a little disappointing, that I don’t know where he is taken me.

‘Girl relax, it’s not like he is going to kidnap you. This is your boss, and you both have to show up for work on Monday.’

Timothy drives about 25 minutes, when I recognize the way to the beach. He doesn’t stop on the public side of the beach, before pulling up at the small private haven.

Here is were the “rich and famous” of our town and province, have their beach houses. Including private beach, sail boats and some even big yachts.

Taking in the beautiful view, I can’t stop wondering. How? Why we are here?

Timothy pulls up at a white beach house, shuts off the engine and gets out of the car. I couldn’t even ask him something, since I was completely admiring the house.

He calls me beautiful, but this house is more than beautiful. I want to live in it!

It’s big, but not too big that you can’t maintain it by yourself. A Two stories complex.

The garden is full of large palm trees and what seems as different fruit trees.

The front door is matching to the house, white with blue accents.

Big windows the real eye tracker of the house, the lighting must be amazing, but the more I walk closer to the house, I notice but you can’t see inside. For I am just seeing my own reflection.

‘Weird.’

Not wanting to pay more attention to it, I notice Tim has already opened the door.

“Welcome, Love.”, he says pointing his hand out, waiting for me to enter.

Again the love thing… Mmm…

Not knowing what to say, I just mumble a shy thank you and walk in.

The house is even more beautiful on the inside. Coming in a big open space, the first thing I notice is that there are stairs heading down in front of me. Underneath it the is a coat rack.

Funny, and lovely architecture. You really have to enter the house to have access to the upper floor.

I am fall more and more for this house every step I take in it.

“Make yourself at home.”, Timothy says, making me remember my manners.

“Sorry, I was just admiring the beauty of this house.”

“So was I.”, he says with that irritating sexy smirk again, looking at me from toe to eye.

“Let me show around.”, he leads me through the door next to the stairway.

Again you step in a wide space. I was right, the day light is so bright.

“You can see outside.”, I say to my surprise when I see the ocean calmly gliding the water upon the shore.

“Off course, can’t kill the beauty of the surrounding.”, he says a bit cocky.

“Kitchen is down here,” he says walking past the stairway.

Following him I glance back the other way, guess that is the living room.

The kitchen is modern design, neat and clean. There is an kitchen island and counter from wall to wall. A sliding door is aside. On the island there is laying a blanket with basket.

“Want to eat inside or out?”

“Out is fine with me.”, I say dying to see view the back garden would give, leading up the shore.

“Breathtaking beautiful.“

“It definitely is.”, I hear Timothy say softly, with so much passion and love.

Feeling his eyes burning my skin, with the knowing lust they must exclaim. I know I am doomed for life.