THE CHURCH GIRL

Chapter 47

********NAOMI'S POV *****

"I mean, I could just ride with you, we are going to the same place anyway", I was trying to avoid going with Devon but Julia wouldn't badge.

"What makes you think I'm going home.... Naomi, we already ended this, please let's not argue, is already late", Julia whispered trying not to make the men see what was happening.

"Are you going to Ryan's house?", I asked with a gasp.

"Maybe, maybe not. Now goodbye my half and half. I love you, and don't fight me tomorrow. I left you a note in your purse, is in Devon's car. Bye", she kissed my cheeks and run off to the car and zoomed off with Ryan. Devin was leaning on his car, head bowed with his hands in his pocket. He looked tired but still tried to force a smile. He was trying not ti make me uncomfortable and I felt bad that I had ti do that ti him but a part of me kept telling me he deserved that. He opened the front door and I got in. He came ti his side and got into his seat.

I tried to pull the seatbelt to buckle but it was stuck. I didn't want to draw his attention to it but he was already staring.

"May I?", I nodded and looked away. He leaned over and pulled it gently to buckle. I could smell his minty breath and his cologne and it was intoxicating and satisfying. Our eyes met for a second and I looked away again till I heard the sound of the belt click to lock. He drove quietly and carefully, stealing glances at me each second thinking I wouldn't notice. I looked out the window for the most part and he decided to play the radio to reduce the tension and awkwardness in the car. I was relieved. A familiar song came on and I just nodded to it. He seemed relaxed then. I dozed off a little bit and woke up in between. I grabbed my purse to check the note Julia mentioned earlier and she was lucky it was a note.

"Mims, sorry I lied, there is no surgery tomorrow. Mrs. Dante wrote off a week off for you and processed it. I also told Devon he can't bring you home because I have Ryan over so he might just be driving around till you tell him where to go else he might just go to the loft because I told him he can. Talk to him please, he doesn't look well, I love you"

I folded it quickly and threw it out the window. No wonder he hadn't said a word. He didn't know whether to go to my place or the loft. I stole a glance at him and he just seemed lost in thoughts. I was starting ti get cold so I rolled the window up and curled up on the seat. He had been driving around to everywhere abs nowhere and for some reason, I enjoyed it. I didn't want it to end but he looked exhausted and I felt like I was punishing him a lot.

"Ermmm..... we can go ti the loft", it was as if I was scared to talk. I just mumbled those words hoping he heard me the first time.

"I'm sorry... what?, I wasn't paying attention. Do you mind repeating what you said again?", he was almost happy I was even talking to him. I still avoided his eyes and repeated it again. He smiled and made a turn.

We got to the loft in a few minutes and it was so quiet as if it was deserted. He opened my side of the door and I stepped out grabbing my purse.

"I had it cleaned yesterday just in case you might want to come back for some alone time", he whispered quietly and I just nodded.

We took the elevator up and stepped out when it opened on the loft floor. The whole building was hid and it was empty. Just us with a functioning amenities. I fell on the large furry sofa and sighed. He dropped his keys and grabbed water from the fridge and handed me one. I took it and gulped it down in a blink. I whispered thank you and closed my eyes. I dozed off again.

I heard the shower running when I opened my eyes and I was on the bed with sheets over me. I needed to take a shower. I took off my clothes and grabbed my robe from the hand line closet and just barged into the bathroom.