"Mrs. Johnson I am leaving. Good Night" I bid my farewell as I left the flower shop. It was raining like cats and dogs. Though I carried my umbrella it was not of much use.
I guess I have to take a cab back home. but its hard to find one in this heavy rain. Better walk till the square may be I can find one there.
Just when I was about to lose the hope a car honked at my back. Its headlights made the dark way visible.
It honked again. The car overtook me and ceased at my left side. I stopped walking as well.
The driver's door opened and a tall figure met my eyes. It was the same pair of green eyes. My heart started beating irregularly. The eyes came closer to me. I couldn't look anywhere else than his face. His eyes were so bright and clear even in the night. His face now had stubble making him look more sexy than ever. His hairs dripping wet in the rain completing the sex god look.
Gosh he is so perfect!
"Like what you see kitten?"
"N no I was just wondering who was honking at an alone woman in the middle of this rainy night. Never knew Mr. James Flamingo goes around the city stalking women at night" I smirked.
"Well if I say I am stalking someone in particular?"
Oh my god! This man knows all the ways to shut me up.
"Why the hell are you stalking..."
"Shushhhh.. don't shout my little kitten. Did I say any name in particular?"
I was astounded. How the hell this man has such impact on me. I am not the one to be tricked around easily. But with him its different.
"Are you gonna stand there whole night dripping? Come on, get in."
I stared at him quizzically. I am anyways not getting a cab in this downpour.
Sighing I headed towards his car.
"I am sorry, am dampening your leather seat covers." I said embarrassed.
A trace of smirk flashed through his face. "I am saving my dinner date on this"
I rolled my eyes. This jerk is a meanie too. dinner date..Wait what? Did he say he is taking me on a dinner date? The James Flamingo is taking a simple, plain and boring Evelyn on a date?
"Is spacing out your favorite thing to do? Anytime, anywhere?
"No I didn't space out I was thinking something important" I replied annoyed.
"Like what so important? About James Flamingo?"
"Yes. No. I mean no, stop being so much into yourself. There are pretty more interesting things in the world to think about than you"
"So you are telling me I am not worth your interest level?" his hands clutched at the steering wheel.
This argument is turning into a wrong direction. Its better I stay quite and reach home. Safe.
But the brute has something else in his mind. He stopped the car.
I looked in his direction. He looked straight into my eyes. My heart was running a marathon.
Oh God please forgive me for all the sins I committed in this short life span. Please keep my family and friends safe. And please let this brute pay for killing me. I am coming to you lord.I mentally prayed my last prayers as his blazing eyes had already left me half dead.
He was all quite from the past 10 seconds looking at my face. and then a sudden burst of laughter jolted the whole car.
He was madly laughing on his seat holding his belly. a stray of tears passed from the corner of his eyes. He wiped down his wet cheeks and eyes with the back of his hand.
"Oh my god kitten. You look so funny terrified. What did you think am I gonna strange you or something?" and he burst out laughing again.
I was so furious at this jerk that I mentally stabbed him hundred times.He was still laughing like an idiot.
But I must say his laughter somehow made me smile. It was not fake or insulting. It was a whole hearted laughter. He looked like a kid innocent and cute.
A sudden shrilling sound diverted me. It was my phone.
"Hello"
"Good Morning Eve. why are you not opening the damn door of your home?"
What? The home door? I looked around. I am in my bed.
Oh my god I was dreaming. I was dreaming about him.
"Hey Eve are you coming or I should bang down this door"
"Oh my coming liz"
I dropped the phone on the bed and ran towards the main door.
This man is occupying y dreams as well.
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His Personal Florist
RomanceIn the world of personal assistants and personal secretaries Evelyn Stewart becomes the Personal florist of Multi millionaire James Flamingo. Watch out how the splendid and dazzling beauty embraces the stubborn millionaire in her fragrance.