My Posh idiot (BOOK 2)

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Alistair Ryle ~

No it wasn't what I needed...

The minute I came, I went straight back into the weird mood that I was in earlier. Alana started to annoy me again once she had realised that I went back into my state. I brushed it off and started putting my clothes back on.

It was so spontaneous but I was going to see Iman. I do not care if she doesn't want to see me, if she doesn't want to hear or talk to me, but Iman has made me so fucking miserable to the point I am questioning my own feelings in this marriage.

Alana was cursing my name, as I was hurrying out of the house. I knew I was going to be hearing an earful of her when I'd get back. But I just didn't care, I just wanted to see Iman.

Iman Harriott ~

I heard a knock on my door which left me bamboozled for a bit because I wasn't expecting anything or anyone.

I paused the YouTube video that I was watching, getting up from my seat to go upstairs. It could be jovah witnesses for all I know. Before I make myself known to the front door, let me at least see who is at the door from upstairs so I can judge if I should be home or not to the person outside my door.

I went into my bedroom. I didn't even have to open the curtains fully to know who was stood at my door step.

"How the fuck did he find my home?" I uttered in pure shock

No because seriously. I have never given Alistair my address nor has he seen or been in my home.

However...it kind of made me feel a way. Like I ignore him (for very good reasons), and he took that as a no, "you will talk to me no matter what".

Not saying my situation is right, but ladies if he wanted to, he would.

I exited out of my room, coming to terms with myself that I will indeed open the door to him. I had to keep in mind why I stopped interacting with him in the first place to protect my feelings from evolving further. However I could just not open the door to him and act like he's not there, but then again this may haunt me. Maybe this is what I needed. Maybe a conversation needs to be had and when I mean conversation, not sex.

I got to the bottom of the stairs, making a beeline to the door, as I reached for my keys on the counter to open the house door. My hands shook due to nerves. I didn't know what I was going to say. I didn't know who was going to speak first. I mean I do owe him an explanation since I cut him off without warning, so it's me that's going to start. But how?

I breathed and finally opened the door to be met with his green eyes beaming with happiness and relief.

"Hi..." Alistair spoke, showing of a small grin

"Hi..." I copied, showing a small grin myself

And this is why I started avoiding him in the first place. The silence was deafening. I was expecting Alistair to explain himself as to why he showed up to my house unannounced, but instead our eyes were doing the talking instead. It was like no one else was around and it was just us, as we stared into each other's eyes. They weren't stares of lust (well from me it wasn't)- they were stares of a girl that's gone too deep.

I had to shake this feeling off. I cannot be deep in feelings for a married man. Remember all the pain he inflicted on you, when you were together Iman? You can't have feelings for him.

"-Who gave you my address?" I broke out of my daydream

"Huh- Hugo did. I had to make up a lie or it would have been suspicious..."

"It's already suspicious at this point- does your wife know that you are here?" I asked with my arms folded

"No" he answered

My point...

"Well...you wouldn't want to get caught out here would you..."

"Does that mean I would have to drive back or will I get to stay?" Alistair cocked his brow

"You can stay but once you've discussed why you're here, you'll have to leave..." I made clear, turning my back to him "...or somehow you'll find yourself in my pants..." I muttered the last part

Because we can never have a conversation without him wanting me out of my clothes now. And I don't mind it because he looks so good, but not at the expense of my feelings that can never be explored with him again because he's married. I can't even pretend we're fucking with no strings attached because my strings are definitely attached alright.

"Don't worry, I didn't come here to have sex with you, I am genuinely concerned about you Iman- I want you to talk to me again..." he spoke, after he entered my home, as I locked the door

He sounds like he's genuinely worried about me...but why? And I say why because I don't know if he's worried for his sake, my sake or for both.

"We are talking...right now. Is this the reason why you came over?" I asked

"Harriott I am not dense and you know that. I have tried to text and call you and you have ignored me since we you know. Have I done anything to upset you, because if I have, let me know because I hate seeing you upset and it was because of me"

Do I tell him?

I am thinking of all the possible outcomes of what can happen:

1. I tell him, but he'll never talk to me again.
2. I tell him and he feels the same way (0 chance of that happening).
3. I don't tell him

But number 3 doesn't make any sense because either way he's going to get an answer out me. Because how does someone ignore a person and swear they never did anything to you? That is not enough to convince Alistair. I don't even think it will.

"You haven't done anything to me Alistair..."

"So what is it then?..."

"Maybe we should talk about it..."

A/N:

I am so glad that so many people are still continuing with this story with me. I am having fun writing this story, but I feel like at times some parts of the story may be boring. I could be wrong, but I am opened to a lot of suggestions/questions, so feel free to comment down below on how you feel.

I am also going to try and put out some more chapters this week to speed up the process because the storyline will get better and I am noticing this book will be significantly longer than book 1. So keep an eye out for any chapters this week.

Also Happy new year everyone and I wish everyone but success for this year forward☺️