Chapter-14

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"Meeting you was fate,
Becoming your friend was a choice,
but falling in love with you was beyond my control"

- Anonymous

Peter's POV

After seeing Tink and Drew at the restaurant being all happy and couply, something inside me broke. I have seen them together countless of times, laughing, goofing even hugging and dancing together at prom and I've always felt a little bitter which I always labelled as being left out by my friends but I always knew the real reason, I was just a coward to not acknowledge it.

I spend the rest of the day working my ass off in the gym rather than going back to work to face an office without Tink. Add the clingy Wendy into the factor and I'm happy to stay at gym the whole day.

I like her though, Wendy, I mean. She's kinda cute and pretty, fake but not in an obvious way and I'm ready to settle down. Not settle down as in take a wife, have kids and live in a suburb kind of way but I want to have a stable girlfriend. The evil witch has already stolen my teen years, I'm not going to let her win by controlling my life even now. She did enough of that when she was alive.

I take a quick shower at the gym and get ready in my Charcoal grey Armani suit that I keep in the locker with my gym stuff incase of emergency meetings. I have to pick Wendy up from the office too. Ughh.

I send David a message to bring the car out front after picking Wendy from the office and shoot Wendy a text to get downstairs and get a ride with my driver for dinner.

Twenty minutes later, I'm sitting in the back of the Bentley with Wendy by my side and I allow myself to think about my angel. Shit! I forgot to pick her up. I always pick her up for meetings and shit like that but I forgot today.

"David," I call out my driver from the back. "Turn the car around, I forgot that we have to pick Tink up from her place."

"Yes, sir." He calls back.

"Seriously Dave? When are you going to stop calling me sir. I've told you a hundred times before to call me Peter." I groan when he shoots me a smile that says my annoyance is exactly why he doesn't.

"Why are we picking her up? Can't she drive on her own?" Wendy complains as she grips my arm tight.

"I've always picked her up for meetings, Wendy. It's not gonna change just because we're together. She's still my best friend." and my angel, I silently add.

"I can be your best friend, baby. I can be the bestest friend you've had." She seductively moves her fingers up and down my chest. Fuck, that feels good. I seriously need to get laid. It's been way too long. I mentally groan.

"We are here, sir. Do you want me to go get her?" David sounds awfully eager to go get her. Is it possible that he likes her? Tink has always been kind and aweet to him. Hell, she's that way with everyone. I can see him or anyone else falling for her, in fact, and I don't like it one bit.

"No, I'll go. I have to use the loo anyway." I lie and slide out of the car but not before I see disappointment flash in both David and Wendy's eyes. Whatever.

I ring the bell outside her apartment and though I have a spare key, I don't let myself in. I know some stuff about privacy too. And I don't wanna see her lounging around naked or something.. On second thought.. Before I can get myself in using the spare key that I actually stole, she opens the door and I swear my heart skips a beat.

Holyfuckingshit!

I always knew Tink was hot but damn. Standing in front of me is not the Tink that I have seen in the past twenty years. Gone is the innocent angel, she looks a sexy temptress in this dress. The dress is classy yet skimpy, a complete contradiction as is the beauty I'm currently gawking at quite unattractively, I might add.

"Umm Hi." She says awkwardly snapping me out of the daze.

"Change." I bark after clearing my throat.

"What?"

"I said change, Tink. You're not wearing that dress." I grit out. There's no way in hell she's going out looking like that. She's damn attractive as she is already, add in the dress, the fuck me shoes and a bit makeup combined with her natural beauty and those oh so innocent eyes, no one is safe in the city from her charms.

"What's wrong with this dress, Pete? Besides what are you even doing here? You were going to the dinner with Wendy the last time you informed me?"

"She's in the car too. Come on change and we'll go. I'm sure Drew will understand if we're a little late. Just go change, angel." I plead in my most calming voice.

"No. I like this dress. I'm not changing, Pete and I'm not going with you either." Her sweet voice dulls my anger a bit but the thought that the rest of male population might have the same effect to her brings back the irritating feeling pretty quick.

"Why do you have to be so stubborn, Tink? This dress is not professional enough for the business dinner." I lie through my teeth knowing she respects and sticks to her work ethics rather strictly.

"Oh really? And what Wendy was wearing this morning is appropriate enough?" She asks with bitterness that I didn't know she was capable of.

"What does that have to do with this? Please change angel. I'm waiting in the living area for you."

"For the last time, Pete, I'm not changing and I'm not going with you." She yells frustratingly. Huh, she's not the only one who's frustrated at the moment.

"I'm not going to let the city face your gruesome driving because you're angry with me."

"My what driving?" Oh dear god, I've woken the beast.

"Shit, angel. I didn't mean it like that. You drive fine. I just don't want you to drive this late. We may have drinks later too, you can't drink and drive right." I try to reason glad that the look of understanding flashes through her eyes but it's soon replaced with annoyance.

"And who said I'm going alone?" She asks annoyingly.

"And who are you going with angel?" I mentally laugh at her. She thinks she can fool me. She hasn't gone on a date forever and now she's taking one to a professional dinner? That's not her.

"With me." Says a familiar voice from the back making me see red.

A/N-
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