If happiness was with you

Chapter 12~ Business dinner

Baxter
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I couldn't help but smirk at the girl. She was the same girl I ran into at the farmers market. Man she looks really beautiful tonight. I noticed from the corner of my eye that she started to blush a bit. Which only made me smile even more. I can tell I have an effective on her.

"Well why don't we go on to the dining room. Dinner is ready" mom tells us.

We all make our way towards the dining room and we all took our seats. The girl sat right across from me and she seems to be trying to not make any eye contact with me. We will see about that beautiful.

"So Mr.Johnson, how has your move from Georgia been?" My grandfather asks.

"Well it's been good so far Rufus. We just settled in our house this morning." Mr.Johnson says.

"Very well. Why don't we dig in then?" My grandfather suggests.

As soon as everyone has some food in their plates, my grandfather waste no time with his business talk. Not that I'm surprised though. All he cares about is his stupid business.

I look over at the beautiful girl sitting across from me and I saw her eating her mashed potato's like how a lady did in the 1900's. You can tell she is southern from how she acts and how mature she is. Nothing like how the girls in the city are.

She notices me looking at her and she looks up at me making eye contact with me then she quickly looked down at her food, trying to avoid me. I start to chuckle a bit, seeing how cute she is right now.

"So Baxter, I hear you are a senior in high school?" Mrs.Johnson asks me.

I clear my throat before I respond to her. "Uh yeah. I'm graduating this year with my two buddies" I tell her while I take a drink from my glass of water.

"And where do you plan on studying?" She asks me.

"Honey, please don't bore the poor kid with questions" Mr.Johnson tells his wife.

Mrs.Johnson just rolls her eyes at him. I clear my throat once again, not feeling like hearing an argument fire you between the two.

"It's okay sir. And ma'am I plan on going to DePaul University after my senior year" I tell her.

"So you will be majoring in business and soon take over your grandfather's business?" She asks me.

I try to hide my disgusted look as she said that. Taking over his business is not on my bucket list and to will never be. I plan on going pro soon and I have potential. Coach told me and even coach scouts have told me after many games they've seen me play in. I take a deep breath before I answer her.

"Yes ma'am" I tell her through a forced smile.

I look over at the girl and I can see her feeling uncomfortable. So I switched the subject.

"And what about you?" I ask her.

She looks up at me astonished that I asked her a question. I cracked an eyebrow up, waiting for her to respond. She lightly cleared her throat before she spoke up.

"Well I'm a junior in high school and I plan on studying medicine in nursing school" she says in a small voice.

I gave her a small smile, which she returned. In the corner of my eye, I saw mom looking back and forth between me and the beautiful girl sitting across from me. Then she looked at me and smiled widely.

Uh oh. I know that look. That's the look where she gets excited about something. But if she thinks there is something going on between me and this girl.....she's wrong.

I barely know this girl. I have met her once earlier today at the farmers market and coincidentally she is here at my grandfathers house having dinner with us.

But I don't know......I'm starting to have these....feelings towards her. I'm not saying that I'm in love. But like, I feel this fuzzy feeling in my stomach when I see her smile. Or when I see that twinkle in her eyes.

I have no idea what this is. Maybe it will go away soon. I can't have a relationship. I'm not going to risk fucking up someone else's life cause my life is already a fuck up.

After we all ate dinner, we made our way to the guest living room (which also is the forbidden room, where you can't go in there. It's reserved for when guest comes in the house).

The adults are busy talking. The men are talking about business while smoking a cigar, while the women are talking about fashion and the latest drama.

I was sitting right next to the girl and she was playing with her hands resting on her lap as she looks down.

We sat in awkward silence for a good few minutes. That is until I decided to speak up and ask her for her name, since she never gave it to me earlier today.

The minute I turn to look at her, I see her standing up.

"Excuse me, may I use the restroom please?" She politely asks my mom.

Mom turns around and looks at her with a smile. "Of course dear. The bathroom in two doors to your right" and she turns around and continues her conversation with Mrs.Johnson.

The girl walks away toward the bathroom, leaving mr alone. Great. Now I'm all alone.

It's been about 10 minutes since she excused herself to go use the bathroom. I started to get worried. What if something happened to her? What if she lost her way back here? What if she fell and she hit her head somewhere causing her to black out?!

I immediately got up and excused myself to go and look for her. When I got to the bathroom, I saw that the door was closed, but the lights were off.

Fuck. She must have just finished using the bathroom!

I start walking around the hallways, looking for her. Until I heard her footsteps coming toward my direction.

I hid into the wall as she got closer to me. She didn't notice that I was standing right there. When she was about to walk past me, I grabbed her wrist and spun her around, causing her to back up against the wall.

I had her arms up against the wall, as my face is only inches apart from hers. She is looking at me with her beautiful baby ice blue eyes, wide open. My eyes trial down from her eyes all the way down to her beautiful pink full lips. God how badly I want to taste them.

I lick my lips, trying to control myself from doing something that we both might regret later. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. Her perfume fills my nostrils up, causing my mouth to water. Fuck she smells so good.

I lower my head towards the crook of her neck. I can see goosebumps form on her skin. Her body is reacting to my touch and I fucking love it. I start to breath in her scent a little bit more, closing my eyes. As my lips are centimeters away from her neck, I asked her a question.

"What is your name beautiful?"