"Reigner." She repeated, like trying to confirm to herself that he was indeed there.
"Hey. Good morning." He looked her up and down and the thoughts that crossed his mind upon seeing her all sweaty had his breathing ragged.
"Hi. What are you doing here? How did you know this place? Have you-?"
"Woah," he held both hands, and moved cautiously towards her, a smirk plastered on his face. He loved making her nervous. It did something to him. "you just came from a run, wouldn't want to get you worked up again, so relax?"
Sheenah breathed in deeply, before nodding. She had to compose herself. 'Always be calm' the inner voice in her head echoed Mam Rose's words. She shook her head before smiling at the man in front of her. "Hey, good morning. Sorry about that." She chuckled softly.
"No problem. I think I'm starting to get used to such situations." Reigner winked, burying his hands in his jungle green khaki pants that made him look good effortlessly. Sheenah looked him up and down, how could someone look that good in just khaki pants, a black tee and tan boots? The universe wasn't fair.
"What are you doing here?" Sheenah asked, to break the silence but also as a distraction to stop herself from staring.
"Oh." Reigner shook his head, "well I came to give you this." He moved to the receptionist desk and retrieved something that looked like a board wrapped in transparent polythene. He handed it to Sheenah, grinning widely. Upon close inspection of the thing, Sheenah discovered that the board was the portrait of the woman and the crying child. She was supposed to buy it, but did not actually pay for it, so why was he giving it to her? When realization dawned on her, she shook her head frantically.
"I'm sorry, but I can't accept this." She said, handing the art piece back to Reigner. "this thing is too valuable and expensive for you to just give it away, I'm sorry, I can't. Plus I was the one who actually damaged it. No."
"Giving it away?" Reigner asked, handing back the piece, "it was actually bought, I'm just being a delivery guy."
"Bought? By who?"
"Tamara, your friend. She asked for the piece to be brought here, she was the one who gave me the address," He cleared his throat before continuing, "-I choose to deliver it myself so that I'd get to see you again, since you know-" He finished, unsure of himself and sort of embarrassed?
Sheenah smiled, the effect so far she had on this guy was amazing. But she was still astounded on why Tash had gone through all the trouble of buying the portrait for her. Was it abnormal that she wasn't used to people doing things for her? It just felt not normal for her. She preferred so much being the one doing things for people. It involved less emotions. She looked up, only to find Reigner staring at her, and he didn't even avert his eyes on being caught.
"Uh...is there anything else?" Sheenah asked, feeling quite uncomfortable and very self conscious about her current state.
"Huh?" Pause, "oh nothing." He smiled.
"Oh. Okay." She had started going to their room when Reigner called again, asking her out for breakfast, and maybe show her around his city. By the time she was opening their door, she was grinning. And...
Genuinely excited.
***
"That's too much." Tash was almost yelling.
"No" she refused again, the fifth outfit that Lilly had shown her.
"What the hell do you want anyway? You've refused everything." Lilly said, dropping everything and groaning.
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General Fiction"Free yourself." To some she was just a pretty doctor. To others she was a young successful woman who life had been good to. To few she was a broken soul that was trying to pick up her broken pieces. There was always an idea of what Sheenah was, or...
