Chapter thirty six 2

After pleading with Sir Jordan for what seemed like forever to give me the rest of the day off, he finally did.There I was tapping my fingers restlessly on my desk waiting for Drake's call when he texted.

Bae:I am at the parking lot
I hurriedly walked to the parking lot only to find him dressed in disguise. Did I miss the mem?I thought he broke things off with Cardi, then why is he disguising himself. I knew all this was too good to be trueHe walked to where I was but I ignored him and got into the car.

"Are you okay?" He asked the moment, he slid into the driver's seat.

"Where is Drake?" I asked in a cold lashing voice.

"Jemima"

"Just don't.I think I should just go back to the office..."

"You are so ungrateful.You told me to chose and I chose you. You should be happy." He said in almost a loud voice.

"Then why are you disguising yourself?If you chose me then why are you dressed like this?" I trembled.

"I don't want people to call you a whore or a homewrecker. I can't break up with Cardi in the morning and be seen with you in the afternoon. People will call you names and I don't want that?Or do you?"

"I can take care of myself..." I folded my arms on my chest and stuck my face on the window.

"This is not what I expected but what can I do?"

"I can take care of myself." I folded my arms on my chest and stuck my face on the window.Drake should stop acting like my babysitter. I am a grown ass woman who can take care of herself.There was this weird silence between us as the music on the radio soothed our souls.

"Can you not be mad at me Jemima?" He pleaded after we got out of the car.I nodded my head wordlessly and intertwined our fingers. He lead me to a small table at the corner of a quite restraurant , pulled the chair for me and I sat.He sat across me on the table and I could feel his eyes on me as I looked down on my fingers.Finally his eyes moved from me when the waiter approached us.

"What can I get you?" He asked, handing us the menus.

" Can we have a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon or Sryah please?"

"Sir we only have Malbec."

"Okay, bring us a bottle."He sat across me on the table and I could feel his eyes on me as I looked down on my fingers."Jemima, I don't like this attitude at all. It wasn't easy for me to leave her..."

"Then you shouldn't have." I replied dryly.He was about to reply when the waiter walked back to us. He poured the wine for us in the glasses and left the bottle.I noticed Drakewatching me sip the wine and I blushed.I wanted to smile at him but I was mad at the thought he was still not comfortable to be seen with me in public.

"Jemima" He tried to touch my hand but I drew it back.

"If you aren't comfortable to be seen with me then why give me hopes in the first place?" I sobbed.

"Jemima, please don't say that. I just don't people talking I'll about you."

"Stop babysitting me Drake..."

"What do you want?" He asked between closed teeth.

"Jemima?" He tried to touch my hand but I drew it back.

"If you aren't comfortable to be seen with me then why give me hopes in the first place?" I sobbed.

"Jemima, please don't say that. I just don't like people talking I'll about you.."

"Stop babysitting me Drake..."

"What do you want?" He asked between closed teeth.The moment was awkward that we didn't notice the waiter was back.

"What will you have sir?" He beamed.

"Hasselback roast potatoes with beef steak..." Drake replied and return his attention on me.

"You are been childish Jemima..." He whispered.
"And you are been unreasonable?"

"Seriously we are supposed to be having fun and not arguing..."

"Then get rid of those stupid glasses and that cap."

The waiter was back with our food and the moment he placed them down, I dug into mine. An hour of silence later, our meals devoured and our bellies heavier.I gulped down two more glasses of wine and I could feel them getting into my head. I didn't wait for Drake to finish his glass of wine.when I stood up and walked out of the restraurant.He found me leaning on his car waiting for him.

"Stop this madness..." His lips are suddenly on me, kissing me hard and deep.My thoughts were jagged, my heartbeat speeding up. He opened the door for me and frowned at the phone buzzing in his pocket.

"Let's do some shopping baby..."I can't believe he has brought me to shop at the world's most expensive boutique shop, Christian Dior's designer shop.He led me into the intimidating fancy shop and I followed obediently.He seemed weirdly excited about this more than me.The sales associate joined us almost immediately and Drake gave her a quiet dire.

"Welcome to Dior's shop, how can I help you?"

"We need the most beautiful ball gown dresses, evening dresses inshort all the beautiful dresses you have." Drake beamed looking at me and I couldn't help but smile.

"My girlfriend deserves all the good things in life..." He added and I could feel my heart was exploding.Did he just say girlfriend? Did he just say girlfriend?My Inner goddess popped her head from her bathroom door.He should fucking get rid of those glasses and the cap.My subconscious mind rolled her eyes.

I stepped into one of the spacious fitting room and glanced at the floor to ceiling mirrors surrounding it. I looked at the several beautiful gowns and dresses lying lazily and the thought of trying all of them wore me off.I had tried ten of them so far and none of them seemed to please him.I tried on a grey embellished lace dress with set stones that had a straight neckline, an off shoulder bodice with short sleeves,Waist peplum detail and a fitted skirt but didn't like it at all.