Only With Me

Chapter 2

Kimora's Pov

"Can I get a uhm...paris-brest?" His smooth silky voice brought me out of my trance.

"A what?"

"It says paris-brest. Up there, in your menu." He pointed upwards to the big board menu with pictures of pastries on them.

"Oh! Yeah sure. Just take a sit. Anywhere. I'll be right back."

I entered the kitchen and did a little dance. Few moments later, i came back with a plate of warm paris-brest and a glass of yoghurt.

His muscular back was so tensed but manly and as he noticed me approaching, he ended the call and dropped his phone on the table. I don't know what happened but my hands left it steady mode and the tray rattled as i placed his order in front of him.

"Easy!" He said and i felt a vibration that made me shiver as he steadied my hands with his.

I went back behind the counter and waited for him to finish. Although, some people would say i was staring like a creep but all i was doing was waiting for him so i would lock the store after.

As soon as he took a big bite from the paris-brest, a smile spread across my face.

"Did you make this?" He took the last bite and wiped his lips with a napkin.

It's always funny how first time customers ask me that question everytime. Because i look sixteen, people always assume am a waitress instead of the baker and the boss around here.

Taking the hint that he was done, I moved to his direction to clear the table. "Yes, I'm a baker."

He searched his pockets for his wallet but I stopped him. "You don't have to, it's on the house. My treat."

He looked at me and then smiled. "You're cute. I wanted to give you my business card first. Here."

He handed me the card that had his expensive cologne on it. "My company is having a runway show next week and I would like it if you serve your pastries there. What do you think?"

My lips parted. "Yes! Yes! I would love too."

"Alright then, give this card to your parents and then tell them to come to this address tomorrow by ten in the morning."

"My-my parents?" Before I finished my sentence, he was already out of the door and my eyes shifted at the dollar notes he left on the table.

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"What! You met Alejandro Suarez?" Charlotte asked with her eyes wide open.

I checked myself out in the small mirror in the kitchen. I was wearing a black swing dress and wondering if I should change to a regular blue jeans and a shirt.

"Are you sure this dress is okay for a visit to a fashion company? I'm meeting him today." I smiled as I adjusted the black headband on my hair and then i put my hair in a ponytail.

"Hey! You're in the kitchen. Be careful how you swing your hair.....Anyways, you like him don't you?" She asked and then removed the hairband from my hair.

"No, I do not. I don't know. I just feel like it may be fate." I grinned like a teenage girl who just found out her crush likes her back.