I didn’t know what to do after my mum mistakenly blurted out that I was married.
Jules tried her best to mask her emotions but I could see it as clear as crystals. She seemed betrayed and broken. This confused me.
Why would she feel broken?
Betrayed, I could relate to that a little bit.
I watched as she chatted with my mum but as much as I wanted to know what they were saying; dad wanted to chat with me too.
“So son, there’s a reason behind why you bought that company. I want to know” my dad said
Typical of my dad wanting to know everything that goes on in my life.
“Dad, all you need to know is that I can handle it” I told him.
“I know you can. But for once, why can’t you tell your old man” he said.
“If you had asked this question when I bought other companies, I’d have told you. But this is personal dad, I’ll tell you when the time comes” I told him.
“Fine. Have it your way. But tell me if you need anything, okay?” He said.
“Of course dad”.
“So how’s the other comp…?” My dad was about asking when he was interrupted.
“I’m sorry to interrupt” Jules said to my dad giving him a little smile “I need to use the ladies” she said to me.
“Of course” I said getting up when she did and sat back down after she left.
“Quite a lady, isn’t she” my dad said.
“How would you know?” I asked him with a smile.
Ten minutes later, Jules hadn’t returned. I was getting worried.
“Son?” My mum called.
“Yes mum” I turned to her.
“You should go check on your lady. She didn’t seem fine when she left” my mum suggested.
I noticed it. But I didn’t know what was wrong.
Or maybe I did.
I gave my mum a brief nod and went in search of the ladies room.
I climbed the stairs and walked down a corridor leading to the ladies. I passed what seemed like a balcony before I caught her scent.
I’d know that scent anywhere.
I retraced my steps back to the balcony which was open. I quietly walked out into it.
There she was, with that killer gown I knew would look breathtaking on her. I swallowed hard when I saw how low the back was. Her skin was flawless and the arch of her back was calling to me.
Her shoulders lifted as she breathed in. Her arms went around her and rubbed. She was getting cold.
How long has she been here?
I walked up to her as I took off my jacket.
“What are you doing here alone?” I asked as I placed my jacket on her.
I wanted to escape everything and get my thoughts together. Sitting beside Ceaser wasn’t helping the situation.
I mean, c’mon, the guy was married and I just found out, from his parents, which was by accident by the way.
Somehow, I felt a little bit hurt.
I found a balcony on my way to the ladies. It seemed like a more sensible place to get my thoughts together than the ladies room.
I was caught up in my thoughts that I totally forgot that I had a charity function to get back to. But I didn’t want to go back just yet.
I was getting cold. I rubbed my hands on my arms. That’s when I felt someone behind me.
“What are you doing here alone?” I heard him whisper close to my ear which made me shiver as he placed his jacket around me.
“Thanks” I said trying to avoid the question as he came beside me.
“You’ve been gone for long” he said looking at the view in front of us.
I just sighed cause I didn’t know what to say.
“What’s wrong Jules?” He asked.
I felt his gaze on me.
“Nothing, I just needed some fresh air” I smiled a little looking at him.
He sighed, and for a few seconds we didn’t say anything.
“I’m sorry you had to find out like that. I wanted you to hear it from me. But to be honest, I wasn’t sure if I was gonna tell you”
I swallowed when I heard the truth.
They say the truth hurts, but I’m sorry to say this doesn’t hurt…it is fu*king painful.
I can’t believe I was allowing myself to believe whatever was going on between Ceaser and I was something, anything.
I guess I missed having someone to depend on. Someone who would be there for me through my happy moments and sad ones.
“Don’t worry…” I said.
I couldn’t say it was okay cause I’d be lying.
“…it’s your life and your decision. You can’t let other people’s reasons be the reason you tell them something. It has to be because you want to.” I sighed “I guess this is all my fault in a way” I looked down at my fingers.
“Why would you say that?” He asked.
“I forgot what it was like to be taken care of, to have someone else be there for me” I said. “When you started coming over, I guess I thought you could be that person. Well, I hoped. Then when you didn’t show up for a while, I was so sure you’d given up. It hurt a little cause I was already depending on you even though I didn’t like it. And it hurt even more to see Ivy call for ‘Dada’ every time”.
“I’m sorry about that. I just had to clear some things” he said
“See” I said frowning “That’s why it’s my fault. I shouldn’t make you feel like you’re responsible for Ivy, or me, or anything for that matter. You shouldn’t feel obligated to us, or to tell me your past, about your marriage, or to feel sorry when you’re away from us. You have a life. I have to learn to accept that…”
“What the heck are you saying Jules?” he grabbed my arms and turned me to him “I’m apologizing because I need to, not because I think that’s what you need to hear. I stayed away because I needed to figure out the way I felt for you”.
I stared at him in shock and I swallowed hard.
“Yes Jules. You’re not the only one that feels the tension when one of us is near. This may have started out wrongly but…”
What was he talking about?
“…I like where it’s going”
I don’t know how I got so close to him and into his arms.
“Ceaser, if you’re saying this because you pity me, you don’t even…” I was silenced with his lips on mine.
I gasped from shock of the contact of our lips. His lips were soft but possessive and rough. At the same time, it was slow and passionate. He bit my lower lip and I moaned at the shiver it sent all over me. He pulled me closer and plunged his tongue inside my mouth and played with my tongue. I moaned from the contact of our tongues. His hands roamed beneath his jacket, over my naked back sending waves of desire through me, my hands were behind his neck pulling him closer, if it were even possible. My fingers tugged at his back hair and it earned me a groan from him.
When we couldn’t hold it any longer, we pulled apart gasping for air.
“Ceaser…” it was all I could get out of my mouth with my mind messed up.
I felt his lips on mine again, but this time it was slow and not rushed like the first one. He pulled away slowly and placed his forehead on mine. I closed my eyes and sighed contended.
“We should get back” he finally said “My mum would be wondering where I went in search of you” he smiled.
I smiled and withdrew from him pulling his jacket off me and handing it back to him.
We made our way back inside with my hand in his.
*to be continued*
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