The Perfect Man For The Perfect Woman

Chapter 5

November 7, 2016

I zip my brown suitcase and place it carefully by the door. Andrew is still in the bathroom and we have to be at the airport in twenty minutes and the drive there takes about ten.

"We are going to be late" I say, frustration clear in my voice.

"Okay " He simply replies.

I take my hand bag, Andrew's suitcase my suitcase down to the car. I tap my feets impatiently waiting for Andrew. When I decide to go back to the apartment I spot him coming out of the building. Fifteen minutes more.

"Sorry" Andrew climbs into the driver's seat and starts the car. I turn up the radio to prevent any conversation.

"Still angry at me?"

"London?"

"I will go and join the line while you take the suitcases out when we get there,okay?" I say.

"Alright" He says, giving up on trying to talk to me.

We stand in silence waiting for our turn. We check in and go to the waiting room.

"Are you hungry?" Andrew asks.

"I'm fine, thank you" I lie. I am starving actually.

He gets up from his seat and walks to the cafe in the airport. He buys two cups of coffee and a cupcake, the chocolate ones,my favourite. He gives the box and one cup of coffee to me.

I want to say thank you but I rather accept the food without saying thank you and plug my head phones into my ears and work on my recent case.

I picks his laptop and starts to work too. After forty minutes we get into the plane.

"Please talk to me. This silence sucks" Andrew says. "I'm sorry for staying late at work and missing dinner with you-" Andrew says.

I cut in," I'm not angry because you missed dinner, Andrew, to be honest I don't remember the real reason why I am angry but I just feel you are hiding something" I say.

"Something like what?" Andrew asks.

"I don't know but the board of directors, your bosses, they don't allow anyone to work on weekends so why do you?" I ask.

"I'm the CEO, London" He says clearly shocked by what I just said.

"I'm sorry, I won't ask again, you are the CEO and they need you" I say and look out the window. He was kind enough to give me the seat.

He doesn't say a word and neither do I during the flight. We arrive in Spain at night and the October air is very cold and I run my hands together.

"Do you want my jacket?" He asks.

"I'm fine" I say as I spot the man with a card with my name in it.

"Are you Miss Simmons?" He asks.

"Yes, I am, and this is Andrew Parker" I say.

"Nice to meet you, I'll be your driver during your stay in Madrid" He smiles and I return it.

"Okay" Andrew says. We find our luggage and sit in a black range rover.
The city is very beautiful at night, the lights are just amazing. We soon arrive at our hotel.

The room is painted white,the floor is decorated with white and black tiles, the furniture in the living room is cream coloured. The bedroom is my favourite place, the bed is covered with a silver-like bedsheet and it has the perfect view of the city.

I sit on the bed and drop my hand bag in a chair close. The bed shits as Andrew sits by me.

"The conference is at ten tomorrow" I say without making eye contact.

Andrew pulls me in tight embrace and places a soft kids on my forehead.

"Please, stop" I say.

"I'm here with you, I came to Spain with you and I promise not to work through out the vacation," He says. "I hate seeing you so upset "

With every word, my anger dissolves.
His lips meet mine in a sweet kiss.

"I love you" I say.

"And I love you" He says. "Should I order something?"

"Pizza?" I say.

"Yeah, okay" He says and goes to make the phone call.

I change into sweatpants and a t-shirt before going to the living room. I scroll through channels until I find a movie that is not in Spanish.

"Forty minutes" Andrew walks in.

"Okay"

We watch the movie in silence but not awkward silence until the pizza arrives. The pizza was amazing.

We watch another movie and I fall asleep in his arms.