My Sexy Mama

SECRET CRUSH

Hi! I am Alyssa Stevenson. I am the daughter of famous business tycoon Robert Stevenson. My dad is a superstar he always accepts whatever I want he really give we every thing I love. My Mom is a famous model. My Mom and Dad fall in love twenty- five years ago. My Mom married my dad and after one year I was born. As I was the only child of my dad he fulfills all my wishes but when I grew up I feel like I should do something to feel useful. Brett is my college friend. He recommended the famous starbucks wing of the elite society and give suggestion to work here to feel productive. Now I seriously appreciate his suggestion.

I came out of my new sports car it was just a way to impress Brett. I know he is fond of luxurious cars. He smile at me and complement me 'Good choice Alyssa your new car the Alpine A110. And in case you hadn’t heard by now, it’s something very different. On the surface it’s perfectly straightforward, a compact two seat coupe in the mould of the Porsche Cayman and AudiTT. But underneath the A110 is perhaps the world’s best example of the virtuous circle approach to automotive engineering. I laughed at his speech. He really have great knowledge for these expensive sports cars.

I look at his face he is trying to look calm but he feels stressful. I come forward to hug him he greet me and walk inside. I know about how dominating his dad can be and how rebellious is Brett. He will definitely find a solution.

I know Brett for five years and up till now I think he is quite reserved person with great sense of humor. I fall for him since the day I meet him four years ago during a business vacations in Las Vegas. Our families have fun together while our dads were busy in attending business meetings with their foreign clients. Brett woke up late that morning. I was going for breakfast when his mom called me and asked to give him breakfast in his room as he called her mom that he is not coming at the dining table today. I was a bit pissed at him he only care about himself.

When I walk inside he asked me what I was doing. I told Brett that I was leaving for breakfast and his mom give me the breakfast to deliver to his room. He smiled and asked me to sit down and eat with him as he didn't like to eat alone. He sat on the sofa and started eating the food I look closely at him while eating.

He was, well, different from all others. He was handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. He was fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, blue eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light toned face. His eyes were as deep and expressive, where you could get lost if you stared long enough. His face had that faraway look in it, which cannot be described in words. His smile, which reached up to his eyes and wrinkled them, flaunted his modesty and humility. Often, you could see a hint of pain in his sparkling eyes, which would disappear as suddenly as it emerged. He sometimes spoke too fast, which perhaps revealed how much agony he concealed within himself. Above all was his frame and his stature. He was not extremely muscular, with 8 pack abs or 16 cm biceps. However, he could stand out in a crowd, which was mostly due to his way of carrying himself. Perhaps he was not the kind who had girls swooning over him. But he was simple and innocent. He was perhaps, just one in a million, who was “nothing special, but all the same unique”.

My heart was beating faster than ever. I look down at my food. I have never felt this way for anyone. I received a phone call from Jerrin my colleague and I thanked deep inside for giving me an excuse to leave Brett's room.

What scared me was that I knew. I knew how I felt. I knew what he meant to me. I knew if I had to choose, I’d always pick him.

It took me three years to realize that I was in love with Brett. So what did I do? I hard-core stuffed those emotions, deep, deep down in a dark tunnel that no one could find. I worked out to avoid feeling. I worked more hours to avoid emotions. I slept to avoid emotions. I shopped to avoid emotions. And guess what? The feelings were still there. They didn’t go anywhere.

In the midst of my attempt to avoid reality, a friend gave me some words of wisdom. She told me that perhaps the first step is to acknowledge what it was. I had been running, stuffing, and avoiding for so long that coming to terms with how I felt seemed impossible. my heart began to ease and my lips finally released the words that I had been holding captive: I was in love with him.

Jerrin gave me the idea to play a date drama with Shane to find about Brett feelings for me. Shane was the only son of Mr Alex the founder of Alex Holdings co. He was a jolly and kind hearted friend of mine. I came to know about him through dad's business meeting with Mr Alex in Italy. We went on vacations for a week at Maldives since then I admire his acting skills a lot in a good way.

Shane agreed to help me. He came to starbucks according to the plan before Brett. So that, Brett could see that we both were close. When Brett reached starbucks and approach me I was glad to see the jealousy on his face when Shane was kissing on my cheeks. I laughed a lot yesterday night. It was my best night ever.

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