I know it sounded crazy to say I was already taken by a man who doesn't know I harbor feelings for him. I am too obsessed with him that I can't think of going out with any other guy other than him.
The transfer student stared at me with disappointment in his eyes; I could see he really wanted to ask me out. I wouldn't blame him though, as I've got the perfect body most men want: big boobs and curves that send out waves whenever they set their eyes on me. But I only have eyes for the man in my beautiful dreams. The lecturer finally arrived, and I was thankful he came at the right time to save me from the next couple of sentences he would have said to persuade me to go out with him. After class, Helen offered for us to go shopping, and I gladly accepted. I really need a new set of jeans, a crop top, and also some colorful bras; my old ones are already getting bad. We stood ready to leave the classroom, and I could see the transfer student winking at me. I ignored him and followed Helen out of the class. "Sarah, wait." I turned to see who just called me; it was the same transfer student who wants me to spend my free time with him. I hate guys like him who keep trying to win girls over even when they've made it clear they are not interested. "What is it?" I was tempted to glare at him but refrained. It might be rude to treat a new student like that on their first day. "I, um, I just want to know when you'll be free tomorrow." He was trying to act cool with me. I chuckled inwardly and looked away, still trying to act cool back at him. "I don't have time." "Oh, I get it. You are serious about being taken. Well, let me know when he dumps you." He smirked, and I finally glared at him. Here I was trying to act nice to the new student, and he just said something rude to me. I walked away annoyed, slamming my foot on the ground. "What did he say?" Helen asked as she could sense my anger. "Something I could get him beat up for," I said and got into her car, sat down, and crossed my arms. "I hope your mood wouldn't ruin shopping," she said while putting on her seat belt. "Put on your seat belt; you complain I drive too fast, it might save you if we get into any accident." I glanced at her; was she planning on getting me killed? I immediately opened the door to get out of the car before I die by accident without saying goodbye to my crush. She snickered when she saw my reaction. "Hey, I was just joking." "It was an awful joke." I wasn't ready to die now, not before kissing the man I love on the lips and making love to him in real life. I heeded her caution and put on my seat belt; if putting on my seat belt would save me from dying, I will do it. She still continued to laugh at my silliness as I ignored her and told her to start driving. "Sarah, which mall should we go to? I'm tired of shopping at the same mall over and over and over and..." "I get it," I cut her off before my eardrums get torn with her complaints. "There's a new shopping mall downtown, but their clothes are expensive." "No problem at all; I just want someplace new," she said in excitement. "Do they give a discount?" Something must be wrong with her; I just told her everything sold there is expensive, and she wants a discount for probably one pair of clothes she was going to purchase. I didn't reply, and she tugged my sleeve, waiting for my answer. I yawned to irritate her, and she pulled my hair. "Bitch." I clung to her fingers, pressing them together. "Ouch, it hurts. You... ouch..." She tried pulling her hands away, and I let go. She gave me a stern look before focusing on the steering. "You don't want to die, and you were holding onto me while I'm driving." I chuckled before resting my elbow on the car window. We arrived at the mall, and Helen's eyes widened. "Holy sh*t, it's much bigger than the other one," she patted me on the back while nodding her head. "Well done, girl, well done." Her praise made me burst into laughter. She has no idea how silly she looks. "I can't wait to get my hands on a new dress," she clapped her hands together while admiring the beautiful dress display on a mannequin. We went inside the large mall, and Helen couldn't keep her mouth closed as she gasped at all the attractive outfits and commented on each one of them. "That one will make me look sexy, and sexy's good." "Colorful." "Nice matching outfit." "That skirt is beautiful, Sarah. It will look great on you, try it on." I sighed; I want jeans, not a short skirt. "No, thank you." I rolled my eyes at her and continued with my search for jeans. "I'll buy that one. And Helen, which one are you buying?" "All of them," she replied, fascinated by the outfits that she hasn't decided which one to pick yet. The sales rep smiled, "Are you really buying all of them? Let me round up all the prices for you." "No, no, I wasn't serious about what I said. I just love all of them, and I haven't decided yet." She explained herself immediately, not ready to go bankrupt I'm sure even the money in her account combined with her dad's can't afford to buy all of them. After the long shopping, we finally exited the mall, and Helen couldn't stop smiling. "This is the best shopping I have ever had in my life." Yeah, she always says that every time we go shopping; I've also lost count of that one. I turned my eyes, and my gaze landed on a figure I recognized very well. My heart skipped a beat, and my head spun with excitement. I haven't seen him for a long time, so I thanked the heavens I accompanied Helen today; otherwise, I would have missed the beautiful opportunity to see those glowing eyes and sexy lips. It's the love of my life, Xavier, my father's best friend, the one in my wet dreams, the man I really want to kiss right now. I feel like running to him and kissing those captivating lips of his that are driving me crazy. I noticed him wave at me. I clutched my chest as my legs weakened; he just smiled at me and waved. He is tempting me; I can't hold it in any longer. I might jump over him and steal a kiss. The next seconds, he began walking towards me, and my brain collapsed.There is so much elegance in him and that is one of the many things I love about him. I really want to see what is hidden behind those clothes. Oops, I'm thinking dirty thoughts again. I tried steadying my breathing so he wouldn't notice, but it was proving to be really difficult. Could my heartbeat stay steady in his presence? No way in this world."Hi Sarah, how have you been? It has been a long time since I last saw you." His monotonous voice soothed my heartbeat to the extent I was gazing at him with dreamy eyes."I...I've been good," I managed to reply while still gazing at his beautiful eyes. "I..." I wanted to say how much I miss him before his phone interrupted me."Sorry, I will take this," he said, answering the call, and I felt like pulling the caller by the hair through the phone for ruining my moment.Ten seconds later, he hung up and gave me an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, I would have loved to treat you to dinner, but I have to go now, it's work."I smiled at him and sh
Did I hear him right or is it just my imagination running wild, he just called the one. Is it what I think it is?"Father, can you please repeat what you just said for clarity?" I wanted to be sure."Do you have a problem with him?"He asked and I glanced at him, why would I have a problem with him? Gosh, my blood is boiling with excitement."Besides, he is the only one I trust to look after you the same way I do." He had no idea how happy I was to be entrusted to him. I get to see him every single day living under the same roof, I don't have to dream about him anymore because it would soon be a reality."Or is there......""Say no more, Father. I trust your judgement." I cut him off before he could bring another option that would make me sulk.This was the best good news I have ever heard in my entire life. I get the chance to be with him and not only that, make him mine. I am ready to do anything to make him fall for me. I tossed in my bed feeling excited, I can't wait till the next
Few minutes later, I heard footsteps approaching; they were so refined and graceful that it made my heart beats rhyme with every sound that arouses my deepest desires. I could tell my face had already turned red without me looking at the mirror. I stood immediately as I saw him. Those lips again, they are making me crazy. Even his eyes are making me lose my mind. I pressed my lips tightly to avoid saying what was hidden in my mind. My heart yearns for him that there's no turning back for me. This is the man I love and will always love. I promised to always try by any means to make him love me back. He came closer, and I did the same. I really want his hot breath on my face, my neck, my body, and everything in my possession. His gaze fell on me, and my brain released the bind and unleashed me with no restraint. I did a small leap, and my body fell towards him as I tripped, almost falling before he caught me, holding my waist, and finally those hot breaths graced my skin. His face was
I woke up the next day feeling energetic and ready to make a nice breakfast for Mr. Clinton, he was surprised to see me in his bedroom with a tray of food. I woke up earlier than ever, at exactly 5 AM just to prepare breakfast for him before he leaves for work."Why go through all this for me, you don't have to," he said as he sat up on his bed while I swayed my legs childishly."It's nothing, Mr. Clinton," I smiled at him, and he smiled back. I better get used to seeing him smile like that, or I wouldn't be able to keep my thoughts from spilling out.He gazed at me, waiting for me to leave, but I was too occupied to understand. "Are you going to stand there and watch me eat?" he raised his eyebrow at me, and I gave an awkward smile."Um..I'll go to my room if you don't want me to, you know."I could tell he didn't understand what I hinted just now; a deep furrow appeared on his forehead as he stared at me, waiting for an explanation."I meant, if you don't want me to join you for bre
XAVIER'S POVI came out of my bathroom surprised to see Sarah, lying on my bed. Her hair sprawled across the bed sheet like a wild tangle, framing her sleepy face and cascading down the pillow. The cute-looking innocent girl has grown up to be a fine woman. I vividly remembered her younger sweet smile she usually gives me every time I visit. I walked over to wake her up but I stopped in my tracks when I noticed how peaceful she was while asleep. I chuckled as I recalled our earlier conversation, I never knew she was this hilarious and playful. 'Video game,' just the thought of that was inching me to burst into laughter.While I covered her with the duvet, I saw one of her hands hanging at the edge of the bed. I slowly leaned forward to position her hand properly on the bed before clearing the cutlery from my bedside table. The sight of the cutlery induced my mind to recall the umami taste of the food she prepared for me. She sounded serious when she said she would be my personal cook;
SARAH'S POV "I must have slept for long," I yawned with closed eyes before my vision slowly revealed where I was. 'Mr. Clinton's bedroom, I actually slept on his bed.' I placed my hands on my lips in disbelief; that was fast, way too fast, but I liked the speed. I laid back on his bed grinning, things were working out for me. It had only been a day since I arrived, and we were already getting along really well, just as I always wanted. I sat up when my mind flashed back to our earlier conversation. I've got preparations to make, and I was still in bed. I got up immediately to get things ready. I went to my room and grabbed my purse, put on some lipstick, and tied my hair into a ponytail. I really like ponytails because it makes me look cute and full of spirit, that's what I think. I didn't forget to take some cash; I had shopping to do. As I was about to exit the duplex, I saw Erin approaching. "Hi." She smiled again, and I smiled back as I did before. "You're going out," she as
The long night came to an end, with a smile on my face, I stroked my ruffled hair, detangling the clumps in my hair. I heaved a heavy breath and sluggishly got off my bed. 'Woah.' my bedsheets were rumpled like a trashcan where raccoons fight for leftover cabbage. What was more amusing was the state of my long hair, 'Man, I look like a witch' the mirror revealed the hilarious view of my looks. If I were in an intoxicated state, I'm very sure I won't be able to recognize myself. After laughing my ass off, I strode into my bathroom. Then it suddenly struck me.What time is it?I bathed quickly and unlocked my phone.BLOODY HELL! It's Tuesday, I hate Tuesdays! Especially today.That stern Professor Steve, I usually had his class on Tuesday at 9 AM. The annoying thing was that this particular Tuesday was for continuous assessment, 45 percent on the run... but the time...Please tell me Mr. Time that you are teasing me...9:45The time leaped from 9:45 to 9:47. Slow down, will you! I frant
While I zoned off, Helen's piercing voice brought me back to the present. "Sarah, yesterday you hurt my feelings..." She slapped my hands away with a frown. I turned utterly speechless and confused; a moment ago she was sulking, and now she had transformed into a fiery goddess blazing with indignation. "What did I do?" "If you don't like Vincent, you shouldn't have made it obvious," she spat. What the fuck, is she serious? "Your boyfriend is a.........." I refrained. He would be dumped anyway; there was no need to make it quicker. "A real what?" She inquired, waiting for a meaningful answer. "Never mind," I decided to let it slide, after all, this wasn't the first time she dated a pervert. "Hello baby." Yeah, speaking of the devil. Vincent hugged her from behind and peppered kisses on her neck. 'What a public display of affection,' I scoffed. Helen, on the other hand, was enjoying the kissy moment, forgetting her single girlfriend was watching. "Hi," Vincent s