CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 9

All eyes turn on me.
“What's impossible”? Jem ask as he gives drinks to Tony and Celine.

“I...ahm..It’s nothing. We're just talking. You know? Girl talk” I said shrugging. My heart beat faster as I notice Richard composing himself.

Jem shrug. Whew! That's really impossible. C'mon look at him? He has this masculinity on him.

Tony move closer to my ear. “That's true. I can feel it. We gays know if there's one of us in a room without asking. Gay radar, remember”? he said then drank his brandy.

I look at Richard nervously and then I saw him nod at me. What was that?
Is he confirming on what Tony said? I felt confused now.

Then the door shoves open.

A skinny beautiful woman in a white dress that really look like it's just a blouse, appear. She has blonde curly hair. Well it's just a curling iron. She looks like a runway model. She approached Emerson then kisses him on the lips, I look away.

Can these people be more civilized? Tells the one who just kissed a random guy an hour ago. Yeah, right. I felt uneasy because they're in front of us.

Emerson pushed the girl in a gentle way. He looks pissed.

“What are you doing here”? Emerson said. His voice is low but it's with anger.
The girl laughs with flirty eyes.

“Oh! C'mon. Didn't you miss me”?

“No, not at all.” very blunt huh?

“It’s okay. I miss you though.” the girl said then he push again herself to Emerson like a kitten. B*tch.

This time, Jem pulled her out of Emerson. I saw her raise her hand. Then I saw the craziest thing that my dear friend Celine does. When the girl was about to slap Jem, she catches the girl's hand before it landed on Jem's face.

I was left there in shock. It’s like I am watching a movie. The first time Celine did that was when Sebastian was so pissed at me because I came home late.

“I don't care who you are missy but you have no rights to slap him and neither the people around here.” Celine said in a smarty way. She faces her.

The girl smirks.

“Oh, how touching. Are you Jem's girlfriend? I think not, you look like a..” she eyed her up and down.

“Enough!” I was surprised about how big, deep and commanding voice Emerson has.

I look at his way and he's walking towards Jem, Celine and the girl.

I stood up and went to Celine for back up.
“Look Crizza, you left me in Michigan to be with an old millionaire.” this time I saw Crizza's eyes like she was about to cry.

“There was never an us, Emerson. I need assurance that's why I left.” she flickered.

“That's the thing Crizza, we're nothing. So don't you dare storm here again like you are my girl friend.” Emerson replied harshly.

Crizza bats her eyes fast then she composed herself and smirks.

“When you were just a bartender before, you always smile when I'm around, you're always so eager to be with me and you want me to be your girlfriend for once and for all.” she paused and look around her. “But I turn you down, you know why”? she asked but she didn't receive any response from Emerson. She tilted her head. “Because you're so poor and I was just being practical.” She added with a shrug. Why do I have this feeling like I want to slap someone?

She walks towards Emerson and arrange his tie. “But now that you're at the top, I know there still a part of you that would do anything for me because I know you still love me.” she then caress his face and Emerson's hand take it away slowly while he smiles. What? Of all the things she said he look at her like she's his life line.

Crizza smirks, thinking that she won as Emerson's head slowly getting closer to the woman's face.

When I look around they are as shock as I am. Jem's eyes widen.

When I look back at Emerson and Crizza. He smiles again. That smile is so dangerous.

“Crizza” Emerson said softly.

Crizza smiled. “Yes, baby”?

That's when I notice Emerson's eyes darken.

“I want you....” he paused and smile. All of us are really in shock. So he still loves her despite of the things she said? He glances in my direction and back to Crizza who's smiling. He smiles again. “I want you to get the hell out of my club now and never come back again. Don't step on any buildings that I own, you gold digger.” he said softly and walk back to the couch, sit and drank his scotch.

This man is dangerous.

Crizza stood there frozen.

“Do I need to repeat myself, Crizza”? Emerson said.

Looking displeased, Crizza started to walk to the door. Her smirk fades and her confidence is now gone.

“Oh! by the way Crizza.” Emerson said raising his eyebrows.

The woman didn't look back but she stopped.

“It was lust not love. I never loved you.” and by that she stormed out.

There's a tension inside the room.

“That was quite a show, buddy.” Thomas said and everyone relaxed again.
Tony, Celine and I exchange glances but then shrug.

“Sorry about that.” When I look at Emerson, he's looking at me intently.

I smile. “It's okay. For a moment I thought you'll accept her statement.” Oh! I sound like a jealous girlfriend.

He frowns. “Why would you think that”?

I look at his eyes. “Because you held her close like you were about to kiss her.” and forget we're not existing.

“No one wants to be with gold diggers.” I shrugged.



We chatted for an hour now. Celine and Jem are talking but I can't hear them.

“So you're Jem's employee and a friend”? Emerson asked. He unties his tie and unbuttoned two buttons.

He looks so sexy. I bet he had so many girlfriends in the past.

“Yes” I said. I notice he's waiting for elaboration. “I am the head of his Financing Department.”

He nods. “If you're one of his Department heads, then you're good.”

I blush. I really don't know how to answer compliments so I just smile.


When everyone feels like they drink enough, we call it a night.

Jem drove with Celine and Tony since they're on the same route.
Thomas and Ben said their goodbyes and went to their own cars.

“I'll just take a cab.” I said to Richard and Emerson.

“Where do you live”? Richard asked.

“Manhttan building.” I replied.

“I'll drive you home.” Emerson said.

“No, it's okay. My building is near to this club so don't worry.” I replied.

“Come on, I'll take you. I live at One57 so we have the same way. “He said and holds me in my arms and led me to his car. Richard follows us behind.

He has an Audi black convertible. I don't know what it's called, I just know if a car is beautiful or not. It's spectacular anyway.

“Richard, you sit at the back.” Emerson demanded.

“Okie Dokie” he grins at me and wink. I chuckled.

“What's funny”? Emerson asked.

“His face” pointing at Richard. Emerson smiled innocently.

“What? You're laughing at my handsome face”?

“What handsome? Where? I can't find it.” I act as if I am looking at something.

Emerson laugh hearty and Richard groaned and rolls his eyes. Gay. I laugh at myself.
We drove in silence for the five minutes’ drive. Richard said his goodbye.

“You kids, go home straight. Okay”? Richard said. I chuckled. Then he walks away.

There's tension between us and I don't know why. Luckily, he stopped in front of my apartment.

I collect my purse, Emerson storm out of the car and he opens the door for me. I feel like a princess. He held his hand and I take it.

So gentleman.

“Thank you.” I smile and start to walk.

He grabs my arms. “Love”?

“Yes”?

“Call me, okay”? he said and I gave him a smile.

When I crashed myself on the bed I didn't noticed that I was grinning like there's no tomorrow.

I pick out my phone to call him when I noticed I have a voice mail. Megan.

Yeah, talking about bad vibes

I click yes and put it on speaker.

“Hi there cousin! I just want to remind you about tomorrow. The father of my child and I will be there at 7pm. Bye!”

Now, I remember that tomorrow is the day.

I decided to call Emerson.

“Hello”? he said.

“Uhm.. Hi? “I replied. “It's Love.”

“Oh! It's you.”

“Uh... Look, I really need a favor.” I said.