Officer and Nobility

Chapter 9 Saphire POV.

„The audacity of that man. Does he actually expect me to put on a dress and wait for him, for whatever he has planned for us tonight? No, this has got to be some kind of a trick. He wouldn't actually show up here, right? And now I'm talking to myself, great." It seems to me like you really want him to show up sweety. You don't have to pretend for me. Oh, shut up you.

I honestly don't know what I want. Will he just show up and expect a quick fuck. I mean I'm not big on one night stands, but I would be okay if it was him, however, he at least has to show some effort. Although I don't think G is the kind of guy to show up and say let's fuck. That doesn't sound like something he would do. Then again what the hell would I know about him and his personality.

Do I want this to be just a one night stand? I have no idea. He seems decent, honest, he looks hot which certainly helps, but even if I want something he might not. I am not ready to put myself out there for him if he doesn't share the same feelings. Also, him being mesmerized by my father last night, yeah, that didn't help his case at all. This whole thing might be a scam to get to my father because let's be honest, how many policemen are actually satisfied with their paychecks.

Oh my God, what am I even doing thinking about him. He was probably just messing with me like always and won't even show up. And I have time off work for the first time in ages and I can finally work on my book.

I still haven't decided in what direction I want the plot to move in. I wouldn't want to write something cheesy and similar to other fantasy novels. I want to write something like J. K. Rowling's Harry Potter. God I love that book. Nevertheless, I want my book to be just as recognizable as Harry Potter. Something as unique. It would be a dream come true, even more so, because I would get to show to everyone that I can make it on my own and that being an author doesn't necessarily mean being broke and misunderstood.

However, none of those things will do themselves, and I really should clean my house, it is due time anyway. And you are definitely not doing it because of the possibility that G might show up tonight. That would be ridiculous, of course. Of course it would be ridiculous, who is he for me to have to deep clean my home.

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*evening*

I can safely say that I used the day to the fullest. I may have spent it in my pajamas, however I did clean the whole house and finally decided on the main characters. Their story might be a bit of an unconventional one, but I think it will work out great. I think this book is promising things and I feel excited. I sketched out a couple of the characters and summarized a couple of the chapters I've been stuck on for quite some time now. I felt happy, happier than I felt in a long time.

Now it was evening and time to rest. It was time for movie and popcorn and much much chocolate. I just put the popcorn in the microwave when the doorbell rang and my heart skipped a beat.

Was it really him? He wouldn't come, would he? And I'm in my pj's. The popcorn started to pop and the bell rang again. But if it wasn't him, who is it? Just open the fucking door Saphire and then you will know is it him or not. This way you can only guess. You're right, and I'm sure it isn't him so I will open the door. If you are so sure, then why is your heart beating so fast. Shut up you.

I made my way to the door and decided there was no time or any need really, to put on a robe or a hoodie. So I managed to find my strength and open the door.

It was him. Of course it was, and I am in my pajamas. And why am I so hot all of a sudden, and why does he smell so good.

„Tell me, why does it not surprise me that your stubborn ass didn't dress up?" and just like that I remembered why we wouldn't work as a couple. We were anything but right for each other. My adrenaline has gone up in the five seconds since the door opened and if it is like this now, a relationship would be a disaster, right?