Kittie Tales

Chapter Twenty-four

Chapter Twenty-four: When Disaster Comes Knocking..

Alessandra

Two mornings after, we checked out of the hotel suite and drove all the way to the airport. David's personal bodyguard, Seth (Yes, the same one who kidnapped me on my date with Zach), went about the process of preparing the jet for the flight while we lounged in one of the private waiting rooms the airport had to offer.

Let me rephrase, David lounged in the private waiting rooms while I busied myself with strolling around the premises. A hurricane of thoughts was twisting around my head. Thoughts that had refused to leave me alone.

Holy heaven!

Why the hell did he kiss me that night? And why, in all things unholy, did I like it?..

Good thing you're admitting it to yourself this time, my brain reasoned.

Why did I not stop him?..

Probably because you liked it?, my brain offered. Don't give me that crap about you being held hostage. You were in his arms. I know you're going to want to bring that up as a defensive cover-up for your actions now..

I scrunched up my face in annoyance. My legs had come to a stop in the front of a large window overlooking the hangar and the runway. An airplane had just landed and the steps had being lowered to allow the passengers descend from it.

Everyone was going about their businesses with such eagerness, such tireless devotion, and here I was, stalling the moment when I get to come face to face with my employer.

A tired sigh escaped my lips.

I'd deliberately avoided him the previous day after the 'show' we put up in the restroom. It wasn't so hard because he didn't want to see me either and I was grateful for it. I know this became always had a way of getting his way; him not wanting to see me only proved my point. I don't know why I still felt bad about it.

A little after 10 PM, I'd left the venue on my own without consulting my boss, hailed a taxi and deposited myself in my hotel room to hide in blankets of deadly mortification. I didn't care about the harsh reproaching I would receive from my boss for leaving without first seeking him out, I didn't care what my actions would do to my pay check. I didn't also care that I'd have to pay dearly for also missing the main event the next day because I'm sure he wouldn't mind much. All I cared about was getting the freaking hell out of that place. I caught Seth's gaze before I climbed into the taxi.

He'll tell him, I'd thought.

I had planned to dig a ditch underneath my bed and hide there forever because one, I'd always imagined what it would feel like to get kissed by The David Arden and his poker face. And I'm not saying that one that could almost pass for my imagination. I mean, a real one when I'm sober enough to remember and bask in it. (You weren't really sober enough again this time, but we're not going to dwell on that, my mind offered). Two, I'd gotten my wish and I can say that I liked every second of it. Three, I wouldn't hesitate to kiss him back again if he kissed me. And four, I'd have to face him officially in the morning.

Luckily for me, I fell asleep on the floor thinking about it in the early hours of the morning and unluckily for me, it was daybreak again. Fortunately, David had the driver ship me off to the airport with our luggage while he went off on some last minute business check with his manager and Seth, whom I haven't completely forgiven yet.

So, I hadn't seen him since morning and Lady Luck was definitely on my side again.

Atta girl!