He had to keep a count of the number of times Jeanine had made him nervous, no one woman had ever made him feel nervous or tongue tied but Jeanine —that woman was something else. The moment he saw her at the top of the stairs, his jaw fell open but he quickly closed it. If he never believed angels existed, at the sight of Jeanine, he did. Her dress snug her tiny waist, highlighting her curves. He could feel his lower member rise and God did he wish it would stop rising.When they were at work, he caught himself checking her out a couple of times. She could have on plain jeans and her regular college hoodie but his eyes would still be focused on the roundness of her bottom. He should have told her she looked nice but nice was an understatement almost like a lie. She looked magnificent, drop dead gorgeous but how was he going to tell her all these without making it sound awkward? No, he didn’t want her to get the wrong impression. “Why do you have all these?” He asked, point
The Braithwaite’s home was a castle. She watched in awe as the large iron gates opened up for Aiden to drive in. There was a huge water fountain in the middle of the compound, she had never see one as magical as it was. There was a beautiful gazebo at the east side of the compound and although she didn’t have a clearer view of it, she knew if she had one in her house, she’d spend most of her time there. Fairy lights were hung around the wooden framework which reminded her of a princess magical story. She had always thought that Aiden’s home was luxurious, it had face recognition doors and antique designs that were no longer being made but this house right here was made of dreams and everything a woman could wish for.She imagined living in a white picket fence with her family if she got married but scratch that, it was too basic. This was the kind of home she wanted to raise children in. “This is so beautiful” she gasped as he pulled into the drivewayThere were a fleet of
Aiden loved his mother with every fiber in him but did she really have to show up at that time? Did she even have to interrupt their moment?He placed his hands in his pocket to hide the bulge he got from kissing Jeanine. Her lips were soft and he didn’t mind the taste of her lip gloss, he’d been dying to kiss her all day and when he finally got an opportunity to, he didn’t want to stop. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment when his mother caught them. There were like two teenagers who had just been caught making out when they shouldn’t, it gave him an extra thrill that he hadn’t felt in years.He took her hands in his and led her into the house. He could feel her hands shake as a result of feeling nervous, he quickly moved his hands towards her waist as a form of comfort. The last time he had come home was after his father’s death, so many memories of his father haunted him that he wished he could have done something to save him. Each time his mother or sisters invited hi
In thirty minutes, Jeanine had learnt that Layla was a medical doctor married with two children, Valerie was a model and sport enthusiast and Portia was in college just like her and she was studying communications. Stephen and Cindy were five and they were homeschooled.All she feared would go wrong had gone wrong, it didn’t seem like Grace Braithwaite was happy about her kissing their son in their driveway. She would have probably broken down if Aiden didn’t hold her hands and reassured her that everything was okay. His touch and words had magic in them, if he said everything was going to be fine then it was, she had seen this man work and diffuse the situation effortlessly so if things went totally south with his family, he would know how to fix it. “These are for you” she managed to say and then handed the flowers over to Grace with shaky hands A chef took the fruit basket to the kitchen. She watched Grace’s eyes lit up as she smiled. It was the first time Grace smiled a
“One..two…threee..go!!!!” Jeanine winced at the harshness of the manager's voice. James’ voice was always throaty like he suffered a dry cough or a sore throat. She was relieved he wasn’t focused on her, he didn’t complain about her amateur dancing or her failure to arch her back properly like the other girls. Tonight was a big night, James had invited a couple of billionaires and he had promised to entertain them. Owing to that, he had placed all his best dancers in front, leaving Jeanine at the back. “Jeanine, can I have a word with you?” He asked before she left for the stage She rolled her eyes, thankfully he couldn’t see her behind her mask. “I don’t want you on stage tonight” he stated firmly. “I can’t have you ruin things for me” She bit her lower lip. She needed the money, she could have easily skipped work but her rent was due. “Mr James, just give me this chance, I won’t fail you” She had said it so many times that she doubted if he was going to
The sound of loud music reverberated across the room. Nothing made sense to him, his mind was occupied by other thoughts and contrary to Henry’s suggestion, the strip club or the girls clad in scanty clothes didn’t help ease the tension he felt.In three days, he was going to lose his father’s company. He felt a knot in his chest and he downed what was left in his glass in one gulp. He watched as the other men sprayed the girls and cheered them on, he envied how relaxed they were, not bothered by what was going to happen. His relationship with his father was not the typical father and son relationship. They disagreed on so many things even though they were the spitting image of each other. His father had always feared that his son would end up a lonely man or if he kept on sleeping with different women, he might lose himself. Aiden didn’t care about any of the things he had to say, his parents had found love which was perfect but he wasn’t interested in finding love. The tho
Tears blurred her vision as she held her tote bag close to her chest with one hand and her car keys in the other. James had fired her, there was no point begging him. She earned the least and she was only taking up space backstage.What upset her wasn’t losing her job but the fact that she couldn’t pay her bills and the man at the club had looked at her like she meant nothing. She was probably never going to cross paths with him but it still hurt. She wondered if he had looked at the other girls like that or if he was just disappointed in her and her inability. She tried to start the car but it won’t budge just when she thought her day couldn’t get any worse. The car was a hand me down from her father for her eighteenth birthday. It was well over six years but she still tried her best to maintain it, it was all she could manage until she could afford a decent one.She sighed and wiped her tears as she thought of what the problem could be. It was a cold night, the flimsy dress
Twenty eight hours left…. Aiden was on his third cup of coffee, his eyes were droopy. He had no bride yet. He never imagined it would be so difficult to get a woman to marry him even though he had endless options. He understood that even if the marriage was temporary, whoever he was going to get married to was going to be part of his family for that period. He valued his family so much that he didn’t want to be involved with anyone who could cause them problems. They were not over his father’s death, the last thing he needed was unnecessary drama. “How about Stacy?” Henry suggested Over the past hour, he had gone through a list of women who he thought were eligible to marry his friend “Stacy?” Aiden scoffed. “That woman is obsessed with social media, I could never trust her around my house. Also, I can’t stand being around her” Henry shook his head as he drew a line across her name. Aiden slouched in his chair. He imagined his father looking down on him with a frown on