The Dying Soul

Chap 21 – It’s A Date

EKON POV

    I knew there was something wrong. She was very nervous and restless. I have always seen a very calm and composed Luna but, this time it was different. I’ll respect her decision if she is not ready to share with me her problem.

“I checked your prescription last night and it is commonly used to treat panic attack but I’m unable to understand what triggered it,” I say.

She mumbles to herself before answering me.

“It is true. It treats panic attacks. I last meal yesterday was lunch. That caused low blood pressure in turn causing me to feel dizzy. Also, I was startled by something” she said the last line softly as if trying to elude completing the sentence.

“Okay…” I trailed not wanting to push further. I hope I was closer to her so she could share her problem with me but, I know this is to early for her. I’ll just have to wait.

“I’m sorry to have troubled you last night and thank you for helping me out as well,” she said with gratitude.

“No problem. It’s my pleasure”.

“How did you get in this morning?” she blurted out then shied away.

“I never left Luna. I was worried to leave you alone. I hope you don’t mind me that I lounged on your couch last night?” I reply.

“Not at all. As mentioned, thank you Ekon.”

I nod at her. “Luna-”

“Aren’t going to work? You’re late,” she says.

“No Luna, instead I would like to spend the day with you”.

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LUNA POV

    I was wishing I could reject his offer but I could not do it when he has spent his night caring for me. At least that’s how I convinced myself to agree go with him. I took a long shower then got myself ready. He told me wear casual and comfortable. 

    So, I got ready in a white shirt with my sleeved rolled up to my elbow and a denim jumper short with my Hi-Top Converse. I blew dry my hair letting it to curl naturally, then tied a thin braid to the back to keep my most of my hair from falling around my face. I let out a strand of hair to frame my face. I skipped make up completely and only apply lip gloss. I wore my Ultraciel Swatch watch on my left and a silver bracelet with butterfly charms on it along with small butterfly studs.

    I was excited but, I don’t think Ekon needs to know that this is my first date. He never said it was a date however, I accepted it as such. I checked all my belongings and emergency kit before putting all of them into my white tassel sling bag. 

    I walked downstairs when the bell rang. My heart sped up and my anxiousness kicked in. Standing in front of the door I took deep breaths calming myself down. I opened the door and welcomed the sight in front of me. 

    Ekon looks ravishingly sexy in his white t-shirt and black jacket left opened with black fitting jeans with black loafers. His dirty brown hair looked like he ran his fingers through it. A wet messy look, suits him perfectly. I would never believe this is the same man a three-piece suit the first time I met him. I was checking him out unabashedly. I came out of my daze when Ekon cleared his throat to gain my attention. I frown at him smirking. 

    “Done checking me out?” he asks smugly. I felt heat rising from my chest up to my cheeks as I look away from him. I’m sure I look red at the moment. He bends closer to me and plants a kiss on my cheek causing my heart to skip a beat. If I was red earlier, I sure am crimson now.

“Blush looks good on you,” he chuckles and hands me a bouquet of white chamomile flower. 

“They are gorgeous. Thank you,” I receive it with a smile. 

    “Not more than you” he replies making blush harder. I quickly put it into a vase and out the door to see Leo getting into the back seat of his black Range Rover Evoque Convertible with his hood open. I look at him expecting an explanation. Instead he held opened the passenger door and extended his hand for me to take.

I smiled at his gesture and took his hand and got into his car. 

‘why can’t I stop blushing around him’

            We reached the valet at the ‘Golden Lounge’ a fine dining eatery and I got out before Ekon could make it around to my door. 

    “You’re a gentleman with good ethics but I like to independent. I wait for no man to open my door as I long as I am capable, if that’s alright,” I say as he pouts at me. He is adorable. His smile replaces the pout and nods in approval. We made our way to the restaurant after getting Leo out. He took my hand and lead me to the host ignoring the long line waiting to be seated. 

    The hostess eyes him and send him a seductive smile. She was a beautiful blonde with a great body. A new green feeling grew in my heart and I stopped before it grew any bigger. When she sees my hand in his, she sent me a subtle glare. She led us to our table. 

    I felt really uncomfortable with my surrounding. Everyone was dressed in their best that made me feel out of place. I tugged on Ekon’s jacket to grab his attention.

“Do you have a reservation here?” I ask but was awarded with a pat to my hand and a smile.

“Do you have some kind of membership here?” I ask again. This time he answered, “No and no,” only to create more confusion in me.

    “Hmmph” I give up with a pout. He lightly pinched my lower lip and release with a pull to frown at him. He laughed and led me to our private room trailed by Leo. The host left right after winking at Ekon. I gripped his hand tighter when the jealousy rises again. Ekon looked down at me with amusement. He pulled out at a chair for me and I tilted my head at him with pleading eyes.

“I know, I know… independence and all but, that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop being a gentleman so, please have a seat,” he smirked. I smiled and have my seat.

    A waitress comes to our table shortly after with our menu and glasses of water. One glance at Ekon and she was literally throwing herself at him. She handed him his menu with a wink and handed mind purposefully to brush her hands on his arms. She turned around expertly popped her top button to expose her already visible cleavage and boob bumps. She placed the water on the table with an extra bend towards and Ekon. His eyes were already fuming red by this. 

    Though I was jealous of the scene, I felt more disgusted and pity for her than anything. He got to his feet harshly when she brushed her breast on his shoulder in order to place my glass. She was taken aback by Ekon’s action. 

    He took an intimidating step forward forcing her to take one back. Her eyes were now filled with tear just by the look of him. This was the first I have ever felt bad for someone. Though I was not at the receiving end of his anger, I was surely sorry for the waitress. I got up and walked towards him and held his hands hoping to calm him down. He held my hand tighter and took in a breath.

    Ekon withdrew his phone from his pocket and called someone while still holding my hand. Within minutes two people entered our private room worriedly. One of who was the host from earlier and man I do not recognise.

    “Fire her immediately” he said calmly pointing at the waitress. His calmness is not to be fooled with as this time his voice held a silent warning. “I expect my staffs to be professional and harassing is definitely not professional,” he finished while staring at the host who was now fiddling with her fingers.

    Now I know why he was treated with importance at this restaurant. He is the owner of the ‘Golden Lounge’.