Turning Table

Part 47

***There's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.***

🌹Rossetta🌹

I stepped out of the club at 10:17 at night I'm exhausted and all I need is a hot bath, a long puff of my cigarette, and good sleep.

I look at my phone that is closed and toss it back into my bag, I practically ignored every call and every gesture that Sandile made to take me out on a date, the nerve of that man thinking that because of his charm, his perfect physic, his deep voice that just mmm, and that exceptional fashion sense thinks that he can just win my heart? kiss me and practically force me to go on a date with him,

Urg he must not know who he is dealing with, I have bigger priorities in life than to worry about a man, and in retrospect, looking back at the places my love life has taken me, I can't imagine the strain of trying to keep something up with someone else. I have worked hard to get to where I am, my business has made me forget or better yet ignore the thought of the blood-sucking tick called my ex-husband, my anger level is slowly subsiding ever since I enjoyed my newfound freedom, I'm not looking for stress from no man, God knows I hate any human thing that has a dick.

" ready to go, Mam, " my driver said,  I just nodded the minute he opened the door, a male figure came out  from nowhere grabbing my arm, the next thing I know I'm pointing a gun at him my driver has a gun pointed at him and the idiot just laughed shaking his head
Me: what the fuck? ..."
Him: women put that shit down "
Me: Sandile! I could have killed you"
Driver: Mam do you know this man"
I lowered my gun and nodded
Me: what the fuck do you want "
Him: There's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away."
Me: Jesus Christ I can't do this with right now!"
He did not say a word but just laughed and started walking towards his car,
Him: are you coming?"
Me: what?"
Him: it's after work right? and you ow me dinner "

Me: ow you?"
I said charging towards him, he opened the passenger door  of his cat and looked at me
Me: look this thing is not going to work, I don't want to have dinner with you!  let alone be in a relationship with you!!...."
He came close to me, very close to me that I can smell his expensive Cologne and that alone got me frowning

Him: I know "
Me: what?"
Him: I understand,  why you say that,
You have been hurt too many times and I know that you are afraid that it would happen again. . . from your facial expression I know you hate male spices as a whole,
I understand you feel the need to punch me in the face right now, you hear many says, let someone in your life again, but your heart would start to ache just the thought of it,

To a point that you could not take it anymore so you desperately want to replace the anguish of waiting for someone to hurt you with complete isolation from any kind of romantic affection... "
He raises his eyebrow and looks at me

Him: now can we talk about this feeling over dinner "
I swallowed looking at him, he held my waist and escorted me to his car

Driver: mam...?"
Sandile: please be so kind and follow us"
He said to the driver, shutting the car door and made his way to the driver seat

I looked at him and wondered what just happened, I'm tongue tight, the way he held me got my heart raising,
Him: buckle up" he said pulling the seat belt, looking me deep in my eyes, this man is more than just a panty dropper but his every women's dream, his just mmmm ridiculously handsome.

The car was moving but there was no sound of the engine but only  his stereo was playing the most soothing sound of jazz saxophone
Me: who is this?"
Him: mmm"
Me: the guy playing the saxophone?"
He sides smile and looked at me
Him: it's Kirk Whalum... You like this kind of music?"