Billionaire Banker And The Chirpy Beauty: KFAR

Chap 1.1: Humiliation

Sam jumped feeling his breath hit the side of her neck. He was too close. His breath hit her on her back. It burned her body right from the neck to every nerve, skin and cell. She hurried away and walked forward and sat on the chair. She took a crisp bacon strip and popped it in her mouth.

It melted right away on her tongue, leaving meaty smoky flavour. She hummed forking out the scrambled eggs.

He made better eggs than her. Surprising.

"It's so good." She appreciated the flavour with mouth full.

Neil didn't reply but helped himself with large portion of eggs and bacon on another and sat opposite to her. The counter separated them. Why couldn't he sit beside her? She frowned looking at the empty chair beside hers.

For a minute there was only clicking sounds of Neil forking eggs and sipping coffee.

"What's wrong now?" He asked, breaking the silence.

His brown eyes caught her fleeting ones and locked them into his stare. For all the avoidance of eyes all those years, it seemed astoundingly general. Disturbingly normal, to feel his eyes on hers. As if the familiarity between their eyes was centuries old. Calm and comfortable and it did no good to her already losing sanity.

Sam looked down at her plate.

"No, nothing is wrong. Why do you think something is?" Her voice notched up to a defensive note again.

Great, can you be anymore real.

"You have stopped eating and are frowning instead." He observed coolly.

She had stopped eating and was frowning, and he observed that? This was bewildering to Sam.

Her swung eyes back to his in surprise. He was looking at her from over the coffee mug.

"Why are you having breakfast now?" Sam asked him out of the blue.

"Should there be a time for me to have breakfast?" He hedged her enquiry.

He was asking her with a question instead of giving her an answer. Annoying man.

Ugh!

"You don't rise before even ten." She explained.

Neil's eyes narrowed as his hand stopped forking the eggs.

"And do pray tell how did you get to such an observing conclusion? He asked.

Sam stared, wriggling the gleaming steel fork in her fingers. Neil had been in England most of childhood. He had a pretty deep accent when early he met Sam's family. He lost some of it over the years but still, his voice held a deep burring quality. The smoothness of it slid through her like warm honey.

Sam gulped hard. Her appetite gone. What was she doing conversing with this enigmatic male?

Suha's sly tone vibrated into her ears.

"You seriously think, you could catch his eye, Sam?" She asked incredulously, twirling her long black hair around her well manicured fingers.

Suha's almond eyes settled on hers in a mocking gaze.

"Goodness, look at yourself. How could you even think, Neil would have any interest in you..." She walked across the room and stood in front of the mirror...."Well, it would take a lot to gain his attention, and sadly you and your body are way far from to get noticed in even an empty room let alone Neil seeing you in a different light." Suha concluded, a thick sharp bite in her tone that hurt Sam's skin.

Sam jerked out of the fog of memories when she heard Neil call out her name loudly.

Blinking she looked up into his enquiring eyes. Brown eyes stared back at her, his eyebrows pinched together slightly.