Chapter forty one

Jemima's POV

I threw myself at him and he tightly wrapped his arms around me."What's wrong Jemima?"

" I just want it to go away.It hurts..." I said between choked sobs."Tell me what's wrong?"

"I just don't want to see him..."He pulled me back and held me at shoulder length.

"Did anyone hurt you,molest you or do anything stupid to you?Tell me and I will deal with whoever is making you cry..."There was something about his gaze that made me feel safe.

"I think I need black coffee..." I forced a smile.

"Here, wipe your tears away..." He took a white neatly folded handkerchief from his denim jacket and gave it to me.

"Thank you..."We sat at the corner near the window and the classical music in the background was soothing. I think it was a clear guitar sound performing a slow nursery rhyme.The air was filled with incredible number of coffee aromas mingled in an unforgettable mixture of nuances..The smell was so sweet that I felt like having a honey bath.I looked around and noticed a not so good looking young man groaning at his messy paperwork on the table.I guess I am not the only one having a rough I.But the morning wasn't rough to everyone . There was a group of young people whispering to each other with smiles. I really envied them. I would do anything to put a smile on my face, I am so sick and tired of heartache.

I have conflicting thoughts that are driving me crazy.My heart is bleeding just thinking about Drake and Cardi. I want to leave but at the same time I don't want to since I love him so much.What do I do? How can I simply have Drake without getting heartache as bonus?

"Jemima, you can talk to me..."

"I just had an argument with my boyfriend this morning." I dabbed my cheeks with the handkerchief, the tears couldn't stop wetting my cheeks no matter how much I fought them back.

"You have a boyfriend?" He asked in a surprised tone.

"I said yes to him yesterday and I am partially regretting that now. He keeps hurting me and I keep forgiving him. I feel like a helpless fool in love..." I slammed the table earning weird looks from the table

"Easy Jemima,"Jordan took my hand and squeezed it,"Calm down before you burn this place down..."

"I just can't help it. It hurts so much that I want to rip my heart out..." I said between clenched teeth.

"Why don't you tie him on the bed and whip him so hard with a belt?"I laughed unexpectedly, feeling a tiny bit better too.

"That seems like a good idea..." I continued laughing, imagining myself whipping Drake's naked ass with a belt.

"I am glad I have made you laugh.Tears don't look good on you..."We were engrossed into our conversation that we didn't realise the waiter was standing there.She was intensely assessing the fine specimen before her who bluntly ignored her.

"Hey Sir, we..."

"Cappuccino is fine with me. What about you Jemima" He interrupted her.

"Black coffee would be great..."

"C'mon Jemima, life isn't that bad. Get her a Grande Mocha..."The waiter nodded and left.

"So where were we Ms Jemima Jobs?" He beamed."What are you doing at here?I was surprised to bumped into you here..." I decided to change that super draining topic.

"Even the boss need a vacation once in a while. But I am glad I bumped into you, I can't imagine a stranger wiping those tears from your eyes..."Before I could answer, my phone began blaring with music again. This was the seventh time Drake was calling since we got into the coffee shop."I think you should answer it..."

"No Jordan, I don't want to hear his voice.I guess I rather turn it off..."

"As you wish Ms Jemima. That guy must be a fool, does he know how many men wish they were in his place right now?" I could feel his gaze piercing right through me in an uncomfortable manner.

"You never know how precious something is until you lose it..."

"Why don't you leave the jerkass? It seems he still isn't ready to be a man..."

"It's not that easy Jordan. I love him but I think he still loves his ex.I know it's stupid to hope that one day he will be able to say the three words..."

"What! He has never said he loves you?" Jordan almost choked on his Cappuccino.

"It's embarrassing right..."

"No it's so brave of you.Being with someone who you aren't sure loves you needs alot of courage. But what can I expect from a girl who leads a riot, gets shot and almost jumps on her MP on live television?"I giggled under my hand feeling so embarrassed.

"Do I know him?" I shook my head in disagreement.Yes, you do Jordan. But I am not ready to tell you that yet.

"We should pass over my place, take a quick shower and then I can drive you back to your hotel..." He suggested and I nodded in agreement.I was sad thou, I wasn't ready to face Drake yet.As we walked towards the car still wrapped in my towel, Jordan flashed me a mischievous smile."Why are you smiling like that?"He abruptly sweeped down, clasped me around my thighs and lifted me up. Before I know it, I am over his shoulder.

"Put me down..." I screamed only for him to clasp his arm firmly around my thighs.People were staring, could this be more humiliating?He slowly placed me on the passenger's seat, tucking his lips not to laugh.I feel like punching him on the face but I just can't be mad at this man.

"That was embarassing..."

"That's what makes it fun..."

When he swung open the door to his villa, we were greeted with an attractive woman who looked more like Jordan's female version. She was wearing a white croptop and black shorts.

"Guys, come quick. Jordan has finally brought a girl home..." She screamed excitedly and my jaw fell on the floor. I was wrapped in a towel and Jordan didn't care to tell me he wasn't alone.I looked at Jordan seeking an explanation but he seemed too embarassed, his face flushed and pale.

"I can't believe it. My Jordan is dating again..." An old woman who seemed to be in her early sixties hugged me so tight that I couldn't breath.Just looking at her, I could tell she must have been a beautiful young woman. She must really take care of herself."You are so beautiful."

"May you two always be together..." She clasped her hands together.They think we are dating.Sweet heavens.

"Come, I will show you Jordan's embarassing photos..." She snaked her arm over my shoulder and walked me in.

"Granny, I think we should freshen up first..." Jordan jogged Infront of us,"Jemim is so tired and cold. We are just from the beach "

"So it's true.You have brought a girl home.." A handsome young boy commented not lifting his face from his phone.

"Can you at least say hey?" Jordan replied dryly.

"I have an Instagram emergency. Maybe later." He turned around and left.

"That's Samson my little brother and the girl with the black shorts Hannah my little sister."

"Where are your bags?" Granny asked.

"She is here with her family. Please stop bothering her with silly questions, we are going to freshen up." Jordan said in almost a loud voice and wrapped his arm on my waist.We headed up to the never ending stairs and walked into the second room to the left.

"I am sorry about my family. There are just dramatic sometimes."

"Your dad is way worse..." I chuckled, remembering the incident in his office the day of the interview.His room was warm and simple. I loved it.

"Don't even remind me.Can we just act like a couple today or else my granny would drive me insane.."

"It's doesn't seem I have a choice.And why didn't you tell me your family was here?"

"You wouldn't have come."

"But?"

"You can shower first."

"Okay..." I didn't want us arguing.We headed up to the never ending stairs and walked into the second room to the left."I am sorry about my family. There are just dramatic sometimes."

Just when I was putting on my t-shirt, Jordan arrogantly walked out of the bathroom with the towel lazily wrapped around his waist. Just one stupid move and it would pool into the floor.I couldn't stop staring at him.For a moment I was tempted to run my hand all over that wet chest. You gonna make me sin Jordan.

"Jordan, I think you should put on a t-shirt..." My voice was strained

"Do you like what you see?" He walked so close to me and I couldn't move. I just took deep breaths.