A QUARTER PAST SEVEN

CHAPTER NINE:  

A quarter past seven

Recap/ hi!! I am boma hart and there is you know or maybe forgot, Brandon surprised me with a dinner date and on reaching the office, Scott was seated waiting for my arrival and an odd reason, reminisced/ ( strange)

( The same day)

Scott left the office after turning him down, I knew he wasn't going to back down so easily, and yes!!! No matter how hard he tries to make me call my engagement with Brandon, I refused to give him the satisfaction.

"Jude" I called my assistant and saw him running in. While Scott sat down at the lounge, glaring puppy dog eyes to me as Jude swiftly closed the door from behind.

(Two hours passed)

I kept myself busy with the ongoing planning of Scott's wedding I thought he must have left, but the second I walked out of the office to check, I met him sleeping on a wooden chair.

Jude turned and attempted to wake him up, "hold on' he stops at the sound of my voice, "Leave him be". I said and returned to the office. 

A quarter past seven, I got ready for my dinner date with Brandon at one of the restaurants in the city, I tiptoed my way out, of the office, just to hear my name being called out.

I withdrew my face back and met the same person I had hours ago, "Scott, why are you still here? Thought you might have left" I said.

"No, I was hoping you would change your mind and come with me, please!! For old times sake"( smiles at me)

Like I said before, Scott wouldn't give up without a fight and the more I say, no,  the pressure he mounts on me to change my mind.

"Ugh fine, I'll come with you but it will tomorrow since the music fest is ongoing for three days". 

My words snowed a smile on, he falls his eyes to his back pocket and passed a ticket to me.

" Thank you, bomsey, and yes!! I cannot forget the nickname, given to you". 

( Kept the same look and left the office, thereafter, I left as well)

{ Heart's fire restaurant}

Within an hour's drive, I walked into the restaurant, Brandon saw me from afar and waved his hand, which weaved my attention over to our seat.

"Hello miss boma". He smiles and kissed both of my cheeks.

"Hello stranger and thank you". I kept a copy of his smile and sat down opposite sides.

"So tell me, can we make our order?". He made sure to get my approval and went on to call the waiter.

( The waiter walked away after getting our order)

"So tell me once again, how was work, because your mom tells me, you're a wedding planner". ( Inquired)

I should have known mom would blatantly tell Brandon my entire life history, I also wouldn't be surprised, she told him about Scott.

"Yes, I am a wedding planner and I had a stressful day at work, but I'll be fine, how about you?". ( Conversation with him)

Brandon falls short of words, for a while before proceeding further with the answer to my pending question.

"Well, miss Boma Hart, I also have my own little company, called Xanax, we deal with ensuring funds to our clients, or you can say, we are an insurance company".

"Oh wow, that's impressive Brandon, congratulation". I gave a congratulatory handshake to him and he reciprocates with his too. 

(Inaudible conversation)

The night is still young, says the wine in my hand, Brandon checked the time and saw it was past ten.

"Oh my goodness, it's getting late" he fell his eyes on me.

I returned the same action and said, "so, it's only past ten". 

"I know it's past ten but I don't want you going home late, it's not safe for a beautiful lady like you to drive home alone.

In my head, I saw his mouth move but couldn't hear anything, and if there any I can drift out, it will be, him calling me, beautiful. 

( Shy smile)