Chapter eighty six

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Showering, getting dressed, and putting a bit of make up on. You were now waiting for Jake to come pick you up. Although, as you sat watching for Jake, you wondered about the car that was following you, and you surely knew that, that car was Aston’s, but Aston doesn’t like, due to what ‘happed’ last night! This became agitating, so you moved yourself from the living room sofa to the window; you could still see the same car! Now you were starting to believe that someone was following you and that ‘someone’ might just be Aston, due to the car, which has followed you from the studio car park to your flat, and has sat and waited for two hours!

Grabbing your phone, you realized you had a text from Jake. [Hey, sorry I haven’t picked you up, my sister wanted some help moving some heavy stuff around her house, I had to, she has become very ill recently, but could you meet me at the restaurant? J xx] that was sent almost an hour ago [sorry I didn’t reply, I’ve only just got your message, do you still want me to turn up? (The first letter of your name) xx] [course! I’ve only just arrived at the restaurant J xx] [okay, I won’t be long (The first letter of your name) xx]. With that being the end of the conversation, you grabbed your phone, clutch bag, and keys and made a dash for your car.

Getting outside, you threw: your flat keys, phone and clutch bag on to the front passenger seat, and carried your car keys with you to the driver’s side of the car, but as you were getting in, you watched the car that might be following yours. As you settled yourself in and switched the car engine on, you constantly watched the other car a few meters away, and just as you pulled out on to the road, the other car done the exact same.

Jake’s POV:

Sitting at the table, I watched (Your name) walk in and straight up to me, but what I noticed, was all the lads at the bar and the ones on dates themselves, stared at her and followed her movements towards our table, but why wouldn’t they look at her? I mean, she looked stunning! Any guy would be lucky to have her as a girlfriend or just as a date, but wow... Aston does not know what he is missing out on! “Wow... Wow, you look amazing,” I said to her, being stunned by her beauty, as I stood up and greeted her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, thankfully – I didn’t think she’d do it – she accepted and returned the hug and kiss. Although, as I pulled out her seat and let her sit down – like a gentleman – which she was delightful of, I could still see the guys from the bar still staring at her, but she seemed uncomfortable, “you okay?” I asked softly, “yeah, just wondering why them men are staring at me,” she said softly and quietly, but then a familiar face walked in... The one I wasn’t gonna bring up in any conversation...

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