100 Days With Mr Romero

Everything was prepared already. I had bathed myself with women perfume, shaved every nook and crannies there was to clear. It’s not like he hasn’t seen it but still. After making sure the coast was clear, I put myself in a short white gown, accompanying it with light blue earrings. If he wasn’t to mind, we could grab some dinner.

Panic settled in me, washing and rushing past my mind like a glow of river. What if he refused to come? What if he decided I wasn’t worth his time and decided to pass? I mean, he was Gideon. What if breeze blew away the address from the table and he couldn’t find it? Something told me though, he would have still been able to track me down.

And so I waited, an hour passed, two hours passed. There wasn’t a specific time and I thought that maybe I had dresses too early. I had been ready since 6:00pm. And so I went on and on, waiting for the time when he would finally arrive.

Like an expected event, Gideon didn’t show up at all. I got up from the living room couch when it was passed midnight, using a little bit of annoyance to eat the already cold dinner I had prepared. I slid off my pretty gown, throwing it on the floor and putting myself in my sulky PJ’s. A big T shirt and shorts.

I just landed on the bed when my ringtone suddenly interrupted me. I did a little search party before finding the phone where it has been hiding, underneath the bed. I briefly used my right hand to hold my hair up from obstructing my view while I bent down to pick it.

“Hey babe.” I grunted into the phone, slightly disappointed it wasn’t who I was expecting. The caller ID had showed Lily’s name. Didn’t she have something to do?

“What happened?” Lily asked, her tone dropping to that of an affectionate lady she could prove to be, sometimes.

“He didn’t come. Didn’t show up.” I don’t know why I was already emotional but I guess it hurt my pride and prejudice and ego to realize he had found someone better. And just maybe he hadn’t been pleased with what he saw.

But then, he was eating my pussy like a starving man!

“Hey love. If he didn’t show up, then that’s his loss. He just missed a big opportunity to bury himself with a heat full of sweet things and heaven.” The fact that she was actually serious made me laugh out loud.

“Oh Lily, you are such a gem.” I whispered.

“So baby girl, don’t feel bad okay? It’s his loss. And I’m sure there are better and hotter guys out there.” She confirmed, her voice set in determination.

“You think?” I snorted and she laughed. “Okay, maybe not too many people but we would have find. Eventually.”

“Probably. I’m going to bed right now. I think I’d just sleep it off. I am go job hunting tomorrow also and see what it looks like.” I informed her.

“Alright baby girl, I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Take care of yourself and don’t think too much. If you do that, I’ll visit you in your dream and set you out right.”

“Yes mummy, goodnight.” I ended the call. I guess I’ll have to sleep now. Why he hadn’t showed up though, still had me curious.

Emma, you should sleep now. You have to look for a good paying work, and think about helping your family. Yes, I’ll do that.

I was about dozing off when a doorbell rang. Was that my doorbell or my neighbors? But I was hearing it in my house so that had to mean it was mine? But who would visit me at this hour of the day? Maybe it was Lily. She had the ability to worry too much for her liking.

I waddled out of my room, past the hallway and to the front door. Opening the door, I was met with a shiny black suit. My heart skipped a beat. Slowly, I traced my eyes from the suit covered chest to the beautiful face of Gideon.

I stood there, mouth opened and trying to process why and how he had come to see me.

“Hi,” I almost choked out. “What are you doing here?” I asked.

“What do you mean what am I doing here? Didn’t we have an agreement?” He almost growled. I stood there, perplexed and baffled as to why he was angry with me.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“But… but I thought you were no longer coming and don’t you dare raise your voice at me.” I finished, pinning him with one of my strong gaze.

“Are you letting me in now or now? I’m happy to have this conversation with you when we are in the safety of your apartment and I could spank your if you there much do what I- he signaled to himself “wouldn’t like.”

“Excuse me, but you can just stand in front of my apartment and threaten to spank me when you- I signaled to him “are the one that showed up late.”

His right eyebrow twitched a little and he raised his right hand to push me inside. His fingers briefly brushed my boobs as he let himself in, shutting the door after him.

He grabbed me by the neck, hurled me to the wall. His hands still remained on my neck, squeezing and applying a little pleasure when he leaned down to the whisper in my ear, the heat of his mouth fanning my ear. “Now, what was my little lady saying?” He whispered.

My brain was on overdrive already, my thoughts were jumbled up together and messed up already. I begged my brain, pleaded and wait it it for me to remember what I had been saying. It was har, really hard as he was still bent over me with his hands still on my neck.

“I thought so.” He mumbled. “Now let’s get to business.”