Lunch

Precious POV

I didn’t like mornings. I had to drag my lazy self out of bed; strip and entered the shower. The cold water woke me up fully, and when I was done, I dried myself and brushed my teeth. I quickly put on a yellow summer gown and brown heels.

Putting my hair in a neat ponytail, I walked into the kitchen and to my surprise, Funke was already there making breakfast.

"Wow Funke, this is the second time you are awake this early, and your making pancakes?" I asked carefully, since she rarely cooked, let alone woke up early.

"Don't sound too surprised, I couldn't sleep. Too much work" she said making me glance at her.  She looked like shit. Her fair skin, still glowed a bit, but her eyes had bags under them.

"We have Mr. Ethan's class this morning, we need to leave now if we don't want to be late" I stated, as she placed the last pancake in her mouth. Mr. Ethan sounded so weird coming out of my mouth but he was our guest lecturer and I needed to respect that. 

"Alright, eat up let me just grab my bag,” she said leaving me with a surprisingly yummy pancake. Maybe, she should cook, more often.

She re-entered the kitchen just as I placed my plate in the sink. I picked up my bag and we left.

Soon, we were entering the familiar hall and immediately we sat down, Mr. Abbey walks in. The lecture commences slowly, and although, the class wasn’t boring, I was just cranky.

Finally, he turned off his laptop and let us know that we were done. I took my bag and was about to leave with Funke, when, my hand is grabbed. Here we go again.

I looked back at the intruder and sighed since I already knew who it was.

"You’re having lunch with me" he demanded, making me scrunch my nose, weirdly. Who the hell is he commanding? I looked at Funke telling her silently to make him leave but instead, my dear friend kept ogling him.

"And why would I do that?" I asked, irritation seeping into my tone. I was honestly just tired of his charade. I didn’t want him to cloud my mind again, so I turned my gaze to Funke, who just stared at me like, I was insane.

"It's the least you can do, I've helped you out, the last two days" My eyes widened at his words. Who was he kidding? He caused this!

"The least I could do? Oh wait, I remember something, you caused it" my sarcastic comeback didn't faze him. It's like he already made up his mind that I'm going with him.

"Doesn't matter, I paid the bills so, you can repay me with this" this jerk dared to smirk. Before I could give him a piece of my mind, Funke beat me to it.

"She'll go, she has no other class till 2 pm" I glared at her. Why did she do that? She just winked at me making me wonder, what planet have I landed on? And what have they done to my friend?

“Hey, no. you don’t do that, you’re supposed to be my friend” I huffed at Funke, who by the way, had not taken her eyes off Ethan.

"Great let's go" he pulled me with him despite my protests, so I let it be. It's free food anyway.

We entered his car and he drove off, only to pull up at the diner, we went to the previous day. Stepping into the diner, we found a table, and then a waitress walked up to us.

"What can I get you guys today?" the waitress asked, staring at Ethan. I rolled my eyes at her antics, I don't blame her though, he is handsome.  Ethan doesn't even notice her, making me feel bad for her. Not!

I ordered eggs, bacon and a cup of coffee and Ethan does the same. The waitress left and I had nothing to do, so, I just stared at him. He is handsome; his hair is brown and his beautiful eyes are to die for. I think I’ve said that before, anyway, his chiseled face, made welcome, his not-so-long neck that held his Adam’s apple.

I wonder what will happen if I poke it?

"Like what you see?" he smirked and I frowned at the thought of being caught.

"Yeah, I do. Now, why did you bring me here?" he seemed taken back by my response but shelters his emotion to one… nervousness.

"I need your help," he said, with a sigh while I wasn't expecting that. Help? What can I do?  I didn’t like the idea of being caught up in rich people’s drama.

"With what?" My curiosity caused me to ask.

"I need you to accompany me to an event on Saturday," he said while combing his hair with his hand.

"Why?" uncertainty bubbled in me. Why me? 

"Well, it's my company's anniversary and my parents asked me to bring someone, a close friend to be precise" I just stared at him like I was dumb.

"And why me? Don't you have real friends? You don't even know me; how can I be your close friend? If you haven't noticed, I don't like to lie" I was becoming irritated. I don't like where this is headed. It starts with lying about friendship and then faking everything. I feel like I'm a W*****d novel character.

"Well, I don't have a close female friend, and I kind of already mentioned your name and how you look like" he replied, and to say I was shocked would be an understatement. I choked on my coffee.

O’ Lord, why this?  I came to New York to finish my master’s, heal, and then go back to Nigeria.

"No," I said, as I stood up to leave. I'm not going to be a victim of lies. Or at this rate, the one telling the lies.

"Please, I'll do anything just please, I need this to work. Besides, it's not like I said to be my girlfriend or fiancée, just please help me out" he pleaded, while his eyes shone with desperation, he was telling the truth.

I sighed defeated. Cure, my good nature. Anyways, what do I have to lose? He did say, he’d do anything. I smiled mischievously at that thought.

"You will do anything huh?" I knew I was grinning like a crazy woman, but seriously, my decision is worth it.

"Yes," He paled and gulped while staring at me, concerned.

"Well then, I want you to buy me lunch every day, and I'll think of another thing later," I said, with a dreamy smile, already thinking of all the food I’d be getting.

"Oh, okay?" he sighed in relief but stared at me like I was a foreign specimen.

What? I loved food.

Ethan's POV

Food? that was all?

I wasn't expecting that nor the way my parents cornered me into bringing a lady friend after I told them I didn't have one. They, however, did threaten to bring a woman, I have been trying to get away from. She was just all forms of nasty, entitled, and money hungry and so, I snapped and told them the first name that came to my mind.

Precious was doing a lot for me and she didn't even know it. I smiled at how she ate. She wasn't careful about having me around, instead, she ate so comfortably and gracefully. 

She's just kept getting cuter by the minute, making me relieved that, she agreed. 

We finished our lunch in a comfortable silence until she suddenly stood up and took her bag.

"I have to go; I have a class at 2 pm," she said, checking her watch while I checked mine. It read, 1:32 pm making my eyes go wide. I needed to return to the office.

"Okay, I'll drop you off and we will see tomorrow" she nodded and we entered the car.

I dropped her off and thanked her for helping me. I drove off, thinking of what Saturday would be like. I can't seem to get her out of my head. She's just so different from other clingy girls and I honestly, just loved her presence. It was challenging but comfortable.

Parking at my CEO spot. I entered my office building and walked past my employees, who all stopped to greet me. I was greeted by my secretary, as I entered my office.

"Sir, you have a meeting by 3 pm with Mr. Royles for the purchase of his company," she said, trying to adjust her tight skirt. I sighed at her flimsy way of attention and dismissed her.

I looked at my table, sighed again, and busied myself with paperwork. I inherited the company from my dad but I brought it up to where it is now and I couldn't be prouder of myself.

I walked to the conference room once it was 3 pm, and noticed, that everyone was seated. Which was good, because, I didn’t tolerate lateness. We started and I made sure, to be attentive to the meeting, even my thoughts drifted now and again.

I couldn't wait for Saturday.