An Unexpected Gift

Chapter 25- ' The big reveal'

"Ugh... Why did I feel like this, maybe I did drink too much. What time is it? I'm going to be late for work, Oh my Gosh... I'm gonna throw up!!" All my words were subconscious until I sprung off the bed and headed for the bathroom, full speed ahead. I smelled coffee being brewed but at the rate I was running you would swear I was on fire.

"Good morning" I heard but couldn't make a reply. With a flush I was relieved, I gargled some Listerine and slowly made my way to the heavenly smell. "Hey, Pablo..." I slouched, "Oh Morning Ms. Nas I never saw u there, Coffee?" he offered, "Sure" I breathe out But then it hit me if Pablo never said morning before who was it that spoke during my bathroom escapade? I must be hearing doubles then, classic me.

"So are you feeling better today Ms. Foster, you seem a bit ill from the past few days do you need to visit the doctor?" Pablo asked with a worried look on his face. "No Pablo I'm not sick!" I chuckled. I cradled my coffee as he handed it to me in the kitchen and made my way back to my room, the house had an unusual feel but I never knew what it was. I checked my watch to see I was an hour early for work so I could breathe easy. "Thank u, tiny baby," I said while entering my room.

"Good morning Nastascijah?" The voice shook me. "What the fuck!" I was startled by the deep voice coming from the edge of my bed, so startled that I spilled some of my precious beverage on my bed shirt. "What is wrong with you men and sneaking into my apartment!?" I shouted now pissed at the spill, "Let me help you with that" Demetri sprung up and grabbed a towel, "I got it!!" I protested, "I insist!" he was adamant, "No I got it!" I screamed and while mumbling headed for the bathroom, at this point a shower was inevitable. "I'm sorry Nas I never meant to scare you" he apologized again. "Demetri! You broke into my apartment, I'm not very fond of you right now, so can I shower in peace" I listened as he exited my room leaving me to lather and enjoy what sanity I could gather.

            I got dressed slowly, intentionally; Spitefully in my full white pants suit with my red sheer under blouse and low Red Manolo pumps. My hair was ruffled a bit so I straightened the kinks with the brush putting it in a bun. I reached into my makeup case and laid my lipstick, eyeliner, makeup brushes, blush, and powder out in front and then got to work. I didn't know what moves to make or what I would say but all I know Demetri was a path I should've never taken. Finishing up my eyeliner I was drawn to the image now in my periphery.

"How long have you been there?" I asked, "You look beautiful" he complimented. I hate to admit but this was the same Demetri that stole my heart the one now in my mirror; cool, calm, collected. "I thought you left" desperately trying to change the subject, "Why won't you marry me, what are you afraid of?" he asked, "I'm not afraid!" I snapped. I was beginning to appreciate my hormone changes a bit more, "Nas look at me!" I ignored him, "I said to look at me", His voice was smooth and commanding this time, it got my attention. I spun around to face him on my vanity stool. He was stunning, clad in a full grey suit that looked easily expensive and his scent filled the room that was a full deed of intoxication.

"What is it Demetri, what is it with you and Ryan and breaking into my place?" I protested. "I never broke in, I own Pablo remember?" I got up and headed for my closet. "You still have no right and he's not cattle!" he saw I was getting furious, "I'm sorry you feel hurt" He reached out to me and I brushed past his hand. "First Ryan broke in, then you present yourself, I don't feel safe in my own damn house anymore", "Move in with me" he offered, I giggled and responded "fuck no!" he continued, "Marry me!" He now grabbed my arm, "Go to hell!" I said as I struggled for him to let me go, which was to no avail because, in one smooth motion, his lips were now on mine; hungry, searching. My body melted under the onslaught as my hormones now betrayed me. I felt his grip tightening as he pulled me further into his chiseled physique, oh how I missed the taste of his lips and the feel of his skin against mine with his intoxicating manly scent; We were lost. We were bout fully dressed but that never mattered anymore as his hands caressed my neck, my back, and my ass, it was incredible. We battled each other lust clinging on like the last breath of air when suddenly he grabbed my blouse and pulled ripping the buttons they flew in every direction but I never cared as I fought to get my hands free and the piece of garments off exposing my black lace bra. He placed his hand under my ass and once more the kiss intensified, I tried to stop........in my mind.

"Hold on to me" he whispered as he gripped my ass and hoisted me into the air, "Wrap your legs around me" I did as told, he smelt even better from this angle, sexy, he slowly carried me towards the bed where he set me down gently then while positioned between my legs started staring into my eyes. "Why won't you be mine? I love you Nastascijah" He looked torn, I couldn't answer because I felt a bit of bile rising in my throat, it was forceful; determined. I stared back at him speechless because seeing him alone makes my knees weak, he continued, "Marry me, make me the happiest man alive". Tears started streaming down my cheeks, I opened my mouth but still, no words when suddenly I covered it and took off for the bathroom in my pants bra, and heels; head to toilet.

"What's wrong?" I heard a voice behind me as I finished still positioned on the ground. I lied, "Nothing I'm fine" I replied but even a blind man would see I'm lying. "You don't look fine, do you need a doctor?" he pressed with concern, "No really! I'm great" I responded as I slowly got to my feet, rinsed my mouth, and headed for the kitchen. "Do you need a drink?", I offered ignoring his questioning eyes but he refused. I knew he was watching me but his demeanor never changed. I opened the refrigerator. "Your lying to me" he concluded. "About? look I can't chat I'm already late for work" I said weakly, "You can afford to miss a day!" he snapped, "Jesus Demetri why do we always have to argue!" I questioned, "I'm not, you work harder than anyone I know, you can afford to miss a day!" he spoke no lies. We were now shouting at each other like teenagers. "I don't need you in here, telling me what I can or can not do!" I scolded, "Why do you insist on being so damn stubborn!" he countered. I exhaled slowly and then reached for my bottle of red wine, holding it to my head. "Do not drink that, didn't you have enough lastnight, having your head in the toilet twice is more than enough!". I drank anyway and before my fourth gulp he pulled it from my hand, "That's enough!" he commanded but I wasn't having it., "What! Do you want from me!? What!? Please leave me alone" I started to cry, damn hormones!!

"I'm late for work!" I managed to pull myself together, "You're not going, you look sick you can afford to miss today" he demanded, "Well I'm not sick and no I can not 'afford' to miss the fucking day" I stormed off ranting then spun again. "You know what too, sorry I can't afford a fucking Ferrari Sir, and apparently this baby either!"

Once again, there it was the truth unwillingly protested, my hand flew to my mouth but my actions were in vain because he now stood still staring at me with a look I have never seen! I had managed to shock Mr. Demetri Carter and realizing that shocked me too!