Strawberry Angel

Chapter 27

IMARAS POV

Gosh why is the sun so brightttt. And why is it so cold.

I slowly open my eyes and right away I'm met with the view of the sun peeking through the curtain of the window in Elijah's room. I slowly turn the other way hoping to find Elijah next to me but he isn't so I let out a small and quiet groan before sitting up and lifting my arms over my head and yawning while stretching.

That felt so good.

Elijah must have gone to work. I wanted to say bye and have a few...short kisses. Just short.

I feel the heat creeping up on my face and slam my head down down on the pillow shaking my head.

I should NOT be thinking like that. Jeez what has gotten into me.

I jump out of bed and into the shower. I take my time scrubbing my body and hair. Jeez most of time Elijah does these things for me so right now doing it myself for the first time in a while feels weird, I think to myself as I finish off rinsing the conditioner in my hair. I turn off the water, grab a towel, wrap it around me and head to the closet.

I choose my favorite thong and bra and the slip the short cropped black shirt over my head and slide the light Carmel colored high waisted pants on. It's a classy look. I settle onto my vanity as I start to put on my jewelry while I let my straightener and curler heat up. Elijah made sure I had everything I needed when I first got here because he said he wanted me to always be happy while I'm here. I thought it was so sweet and gave him a huge kiss. I see my cheeks turning red AGAIN and shake my head of my thoughts.

I finish the last curl on my head and after I'm done, I apply some light makeup. A little mascara, eyebrows and blush. Spritzing my favorite perfume on I smile at the mirror to give myself a little confidence before seeing Elijah and let out a shaky breath. Even after everything with Elijah I still get nervous. And he makes fun of me for it!

I grab my purse off my bed and throw in my chapstick, body mist, deodorant, and my rings. I hook it around my elbow and begin walking out the bedroom. As soon as I get out I'm met with so many rooms that lead to gosh knows what. I feel confused at the fact I still don't know. I've been up here hundreds of time and although most time my face was buried in Elijah's, there were time I just walked directly past these doors. Elijah's never brought up what's behind these doors? I'll have to talk to him about it today.

I enter the elevator and press floor 1. I wait just three minutes before I'm there and immediately i see Elijah standing next to two men and I woman. A woman I've never seen before. At all. She's tall, 5'8 I would guess, brown hair slipped to one side of her, skinny with subtle curves, long gorgeous legs and tanned skin. She looks like she came out of a magazine.

Someone must have said something funny because she laughs one of those fake giggles that before never used to bother me but right now it's really ticking at me, and lays a hand on Elijah. Lays a hand. On. Elijah.  She grabs his arm and hold it her chest tightly before reaching her face up and making close contact with his face, their noses touching. Touching. Elijah backs up as if he's been stung by a bee and she lets out a slight frown.

Who is this woman and why is she here.

Listen. I'm all for woman empowerment. Girl power and equality for both genders. But why is she here. And why does she have to touch Elijah.

I shake my head of any negative thoughts and put on a smile. Maybe she just... I don't know.

I step out of the elevator and immediately I see Elijah whip around his head to look and as soon as he meets my eyes he looks back down at the lady's arm. He shakes his arm and starts walking towards me. He gives me a smile that he usually only shows to me while we're alone. I reach for him and latch onto his hand.