Karma

Chapter Three

I march down the stairs in a silk robe after a much needed relaxing bath to get a glass of water. When I walk in to the kitchen I see Luca eating a family size bag of Lays potato chips while making what I can only assume is a milk shake, I role my eyes at the empty pit of a boy and grab a glass filling it half way with water and ice.

"Do you eat anything other than tomatoes and water?" Luca says accidentally spitting some chips out of his full mouth.

"I guess." I mutter before gulping the water down greedily.

"Its just you have been here for almost two days now and you have only eaten a half a tomato and a grape, like literally one grape," He looks like he is connecting dots in his head and drawing conclusions he needs to stop.

"Where is my father?" I say quickly trying to avoid the subject of my eating habits.

"Dads at work he normally works late most days stays home Sundays," I don't understand what he would be doing to work late like owns buildings, like hotels, apartment complex, office spaces and stuff like that most are in New York so what is he doing. I reach into my pocket of my bathrobe to grab my phone to see what is causing it to vibrate.

from: unsaved number
Meet me in your lobby 20 minutes

Seeing this text I furrow my eyebrows at this freaking bizarre text and give the number a contact name, stalker. I type back a response that I feel anybody would have to such a creepy text. 'Who tf are you' and clicking send, almost immediately the three dots pop up indicating that whoever this is typing a response, the grey text bubble pops up reading, "Don't worry about all that just meet me."   Whoever this is they're fucking nuts , I send a rolling emoji and say ok.

The century old question , to go or not to go. I contemplate this as I walk up the stairs to my room and as I get dressed throwing on ripped high waisted white jeans, a silk flowy lavender top with spaghetti straps, and a pair of brown white sandals. I'm pretty certain I'm going at this point as I walk downstairs to the elevator and getting in pressing the button labeled 1 it immediately the doors close.

I hardly feel the ride down but soon enough I hear the ding as the elevator doors open I step out the elevator and looking down at my phone. I'm five minutes late but I see no text from my stalker, strange. Scanning the lobby my eyes abruptly stop at a pair of sharp hazel ones peering at me with a smirk. His long legs begin to strut towards me in a pair of light blue denim jeans and a loose pastel pink button down, yes Lee is one beautiful man but how did he get my number and how does he know where I live ?

"Hi," he says softly as he mouths forms a smile

"Hey," I question more than I say as a start to play with my hair out of habit "Um , how do you know where I live?"

"Really Dutches? Do you forget who your father is ?" He runs his fingers through his hair and shakes his head.

"Oh right, but anyways why did you want to meet me? and why does everyone keep calling me Dutches?" I really don't care how cute this boy is but weird and creepy is still weird and creepy.

"Cause it was your first day of school and I figured you could use a little break like go to get something to eat, and the Dutches thing well you'll get used to it," he laughs while I raise an eyebrow and shake my head.

"That's interesting enough I guess, ok take me to eat." I begin to strut towards the door as Lee speed walks a little to catch up not taking long considering the length of his legs. Once we leave the cool air of the building the smog of the inner city slaps me in the face. He walks to the curb opening the passenger side to a beautiful sleek all black Bentley. Smiling up at such a beautiful man with such gentlemen like qualities I sit in the passengers sat and swing my legs into the car as he gently shuts the the door. As he walks around the car i ruffle my bangs and check my hair and my make up in the reflection of my phone, and I do look good.