The Cupid's Rain

Chapter 18

Am I dancing?

Lucky me, I have a great brake on my feet that I momentarily paused on my track as I saw the big mirror near the elevator. When I stopped, my sneakers squeaked a little. I checked on myself.

There, on that big mirror, I found the happy face of Brianne Bennett and she was wearing beige knee-length coat together with a broken white dress which has the same length as the coat, and of course, never forget about something iconic on her, yup, those white sneakers. The high tied wavy brown hair added to her fresh look this morning. I smiled to the reflection of myself.

Thank goodness, it turned out that only my subconscious was dancing in there. Not me for real. Yea, I'm not really dancing. Because literally, I felt like every pair of eyes that I met all the way from my apartment to the office were staring at me. And when I caught that kind of look, I was worried that I unconsciously not walking but hoping due to my abysmal happiness.

I felt like I was hoping like a happy bunny.

Apparently, that was just my feeling. One thing that real is, there is a smile that keeps blooming on my face. Maybe this is what made people put on a strange look at me on the street earlier. They saw me smiling nonstop like crazy. Since I feel too extremely elated today, then who cares?

To make it not that weird even creep to anyone who sees me, I folded my lips inside. That way, I am able to hold my grin.

I hoped in the elevator. I mean, walked in, then pressed twentieth floor.

A deep exhale released just that way as I reached my office. I took off the coat and put my black bag on chair. Now, since no one would see me, I freely able to let out the grin that I had been holding. Yea, finally. It feels suck that we have to hide our happy face in front of people. Moreover, the happiness that radiated on my face this morning was the aura of someone who was in love. Literally, I found it hard to keep it in me. I want to tell everybody that I'm in love! But I couldn't.

And why I hid it? As I remember, there were some people who had their eyes on Raymond and me when we're arrived and left of Mr. Palmer's party. Honestly, I was worried if those people thought that something had happened last night between us. When in fact, something did really happen. And it was wonderful.

"So, tell me what was going on last night?!" I jolted for the voice that suddenly just came into my office. I turned around and found this spikey haired man recently standing behind my door. He stood firmly, crossed arms, blocking the door so that I couldn't be able to escape.

"Gosh, Dean! What happen with saying hello at first?!" I raised my hand in the air dramatically and walked towards my chair then sat on it.

"Come on, Brie. We have plenty of times for you to tell me everything!"

"Everything?? What everything?" I asked while giving him the look of know nothing about what his point is.

Dean pulled the chair in front of me, leaned closer, "Did you ... slept with him?" What?! My eyes widened in shock to his question. But he quickly made up his words, "I mean ... did you slept over at Raymond's house last night?"

"Geez! What?! No!" I said it clearly. What the hell is going through his head?!

One of his eyebrows raised, while those eyes gave me a 'really?' look. "For real? So ... he just drove you home, and ... nothing? The real nothing?"

"Sorry for disappointed you, but yes." I rolled my eyes. "That was what actually happened last night. He drove me home, he went home, and that was all. So?" I folded my arms on the table, facing him. I don't understand why he thought that I would slept over at Raymond's house. That doesn't make any senses.