Belle, I’m hungry for you
“Belle?” Nathan caught up with her and tapped her shoulder as he called her for the second time. Belle knew she had no other choice than to stop.
“Sir!” She acted surprised to see him like she didn’t hear him call when he was still in the car.
“Come on, I told you before, call me Nathan.” He smiled.”You are walking to work now? Do you do this everyday?”
“No, I didn’t see any cab to take so I had to walk.” She explained.
“All the way to the media house? Do you know how far it is from here? I mean it’s not very far but it’s not something you should trek through. Come get in, let’s go together in my car.”
“I think I can just go on foot, I already started.” Belle told him because she knew very much how she would rather go on foot and be late than drive with him.
“No you can’t, I mean you shouldn’t, damsels like you shouldn’t have to go through such trouble, come on, let’s go in my car.”
Belle sighed when he said that. He was smiling while trying to help her and she didn’t want to say no again because it will be obvious that she didn’t like him and was displeased with his presence everytime.
Without another word she walked back to his car, opened the door to the front seat and got in. Nathan followed behind.
“I forgot to say earlier but you look stunning today.” He complimented her with a smile that she didn’t find soothing.
“Thanks.” She faked a smile back.
When they were almost getting to the media house, they drove past Belle’s new house, she turned her neck to give it a quick look before it went out of sight and they stopped at the media house’s entrance.
“Thank you for the ride.” She got down once the car stopped without waiting to hear a ‘you are welcome’ from Nathan.
*****
Later that evening,
Belle had just gathered all her belongings, it was almost time to leave the office so she was getting ready. A knock came on the door and she looked up from what she was arranging.
She left what she was doing and quickly headed for the door, she didn’t want to take any chances with Mrs Johnson getting up to answer the door herself. She was still being careful with Belle like yesterday and only sent her on easy errands and tasks.
When Belle opened the door, she saw Randy, Ben’s driver. He was standing with both his hands behind him.
“Good day ma’am.” He greeted first.
“Is he here?” Belle asked excitedly but not loudly.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
“Yes ma’am.” Randy confirmed, wondering why she would asked that because there was no way he would b here if Ben wasn’t.
Belle went back in to get her handbag but paused after she saw the time on Mrs Johnson’s table clock, she still had three minutes before she could leave.
“Who was it at the door?” Laura Johnson asked when she saw her assistant standing and looking at the time on her desk.
“My friend.”
“You can leave if you want to.” Mrs Johnson permitted her, seeing the way she looked impatient to leave.
“Thank you.” Belle said with sincere appreciation and hurried to the door.
“Alright, let’s go.” She told Randy and they started for the elevator.
Belle crossed the road before Randy as she was the first of both to leave the building. She got into the car and saw Ben on his phone. Taking it away from him, she climbed over him and sat on his thighs, giving him a long wey kiss which he returned with his left arm around her waist and the other behind her neck to pull her closer than she already was.
Randy didn’t get into the car when he crossed through the road to where the car was, he felt like he knew what was happening happening inside the car, he didn’t want to disrupt whatever they were doing to avoid angering his boss so he stood by the car and waited.
“How was your day?” Ben asked her the moment their lips parted.
“Not bad. Yours?”
“Usual.” He said with a smile, he liked how happy she was on seeing him.”Are you hungry?”
“No.” Belle shook her head before she answered.
“Well, I am.” She heard him.
“Oh. You didn’t have lunch yet?”
“No Belle, I’m hungry for you.” He grinned, lining her lips with his thumb slowly.
“In that case, your dish is served.” Belle leaned and kissed him again. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.
“Hold on.” Ben separated their lips and rolled down the car’s window glass. “Randy!”
“Sir.” Randy immediately turned to his bosses call.
“Why are you standing there? Come drive the car.” Ben ordered and Randy bowed.
“Yes sir, I’m sorry sir.” After apologizing, Randy got into the driver’s seat and started the car, doing his very best to avoid looking behind him.