Ask me out

Narrators pov

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Elena felt disappointed, she had hoped that he would ask her out to a date or at least make an advance toward her. But he had seemed aloof throughout the journey to his home, he didn't seem a bit interested in her and this was the first time she had experienced such an attitude towards her. 

Men usually fell on their feet and confessed their undying love for her from the first time they met her. She knew she was very beautiful at almost 5 feet 11inches tall, with an oval face and smooth dark brown skin. She always wore her hair in curls which added an irresistible charm to her looks.

When he said his goodbye and alighted her car, she squeezed her eyes shut and lay back on her car seat, willing herself to gain composure. It baffled her to think that she just met him and he already ruffled her without even trying. 

She was surprised when he came back into the car, the way he called her name made her heart leap, she could feel butterflies at the bottom of her stomach. When she turned toward him and their eyes met she had a tingling sensation all over her body. "What power does this stranger have over me." She wondered. 

Even as Elena yearned for Anthony she had this fear within her. Would her parents accept this young man, especially her mother, who dreaded anything that was not within her standards? But she pushed the thoughts away, all she wanted, for now, was to be in his embrace, to feel his warmth all over her body.

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Anthony on the other hand knew from Elena's reaction to his place of residence that she was probably a spoiled rich brat and a snob, she was however elegant, and her smile was to die for. She was the first lady to have caught his attention in a long time.

He has had his share of admiration from girls over the years, he was tall almost 6 feet, black with an athletic body even though he rarely exercised. Women threw themselves at him in school not just for his looks but also for the respect he commands amongst his friends and peers. He was also intelligent and for almost 3 years head of the student union in school. 

If he had been a Casanova, he would have had different ladies on his bed daily, but he wasn't interested, he was focused on his academics only, he needed to graduate with first-class honor as a scholarship student and also to make his parents and Mr. Peter proud of him. He wanted to gain a good job after school and take himself and his family out of poverty. 

Falling in love was not part of his plan; he had his whole life mapped out, and dating and getting married was the least on his list. However, it seemed fate had other plans. Here he was sitting before the most beautiful woman he had ever met, his heart beating against his chest loudly that he feared she might hear it. He wanted her, not for a fling but to know her better. 

Against his better judgment, he knew dating her would not be easy considering the huge gap in their status but he wasn't one to back out of challenges. 

"I like you a lot Elena," Anthony said, looking at her with so much intensity.

Elena could feel the heat spread through her as she blushed. "He likes me." She smiled to herself. She didn't know whether to reply to him or not so she kept quiet and only smiled shyly. Her faux lashes fluttered as she removed her eyes from his gaze, the burning intensity and emotions radiating from them made her knees weak.

"I would love to know you better Elena, that's if you don't mind." He continued, willing her to look at him.

"I don't mind," Elena replied. Glancing at him before removing her eyes.

"Would you go out on a date with me?"

"Yes."

"Is tomorrow afternoon okay with you?"

Elena thought briefly, her mother would want her to stay by her side once she gets home. She knew how pushy her mum could be but she also wanted to stay with Anthony. Going against her mother would be tough but for the sake of what she was feeling, she would have to think of a plan so she could sneak out and meet him.

"Yes, it's okay." She stammered.

"Should I come and get you or we would meet at a particular place."

"No need coming to get me, let's meet up." She said too quickly, this wasn't lost on Anthony but he refused to dwell on it.

"Where do you stay, Elena. I forgot to ask."

"Victoria garden city." She replied.

That was a high brow area for the rich and affluent. Anthony wasn't sure if he should pursue her further, he knew he didn't have the financial power to match hers. She probably had everything money could buy, and he was just a carpenter's son.

He looked at her again, but he couldn't let go. He knew then that he probably was already in love with her and he intended to see where their relationship would lead to.

"Let's meet at Elegushi beach, it's not too far from where you live. There is a coffee shop located opposite the beach. I will be waiting for you there."

"I will be there," Elena said, her mind already working up plans on what to tell her mum.

"Is 2:00 p.m okay with you?" 

"Sure."

"See you tomorrow, and please drive carefully," Anthony replied, he watched her drive off before going into his apartment.

Unknown to him, his mother had been watching them the whole time from her window, the window blinds had covered her so it was impossible to notice her. She had never seen her son with any woman before, though it pleased her that he was finally developing interest in the opposite sex, she still felt uneasy, the last thing she wanted for her son was to fall in love with someone who wasn't in the same social circle as them. 

The rich and powerful individuals she had come in contact with had left her ego shattered as they ensured they rubbed her poverty and low status on her face without remorse.

The knock-on her door brought her out of her reverie and announced her son's arrival, she would pretend she hadn't noticed his visitor or how long he had spent with her. "There might be nothing going on between them." She told herself, reaching the door she opened it and plastered a welcoming smile for the son in whom she was well pleased.

"Welcome home, Anthony." She said and gave her son a heartwarming hug, shoving away any doubt and apprehension that had earlier surrounded her. Her son was home and that was all that mattered.