CXIX
CXIX
"Look, look at this." I push my iPhone into his face as he tried to comprehend what he was seeing.
"Mimosa?" He calls out in his sexy morning voice.
I try not to dwell on his voice and instead focus on what I needed him to see.
"What is the time?" He squints at the time stamp on the top of my phone.
"Few minutes until seven am. Not the point. Look at what I am showing to you."
He rubbed his face with one hand, trying to clear the remnants of sleep from his eyes.
"Good morning Mimosa." He kissed the top of my head and gingerly collects my phone from my fingers. I melt into his kiss and lean into his body.
"Good morning to you too Kenny."
His smile felt like the warm rays of the early morning sun. He pulled me so that the top half of me was on him, his arm snaked around me in a tight embrace. My skin felt all tingly, I know it was only a matter of time before I would get totally addicted to sleeping next to his warm body.
"Did you sleep well?"
"I slept right next to you, I don't think I could sleep better than that."
He chuckles into my hair.
"And somehow you still woke up at the crack of dawn to do What?" He gestured to my phone which was already asleep.
I collect it from him, awakening the phone so he saw what I did.
"To do my research."
His eyes finally fall on the screen as they soak up every word of the texts from news headlines and blogs that I so carefully put together.
"What is this?" There is no accusation in his tone. Only genuine curiosity. He did not know he made news headlines before he thought of Bavard gaming enterprise.
"They are all about you." I respond softly.
He blinked in confusion.
"What do you think is the maximum for the SAT's?" I ask him.
He cocked his head to the side like he was trying to figure me out.
"I have never really known. I just got my scores and hoped it was enough for MIT."
My eyes bulged. He was a genius and did not even know it. If these news agencies find out the nation's son, that was how they referred to him the one to ever pass the SAT's with that score in one sitting, and the secret billionaire and owner if Bavard, the nation will definitely go crazy.
"You got full marks. You got all there was to get. The whole nation buzzed with the news of this golden child that scored the highest, but your name never appeared in any of the tabloids. You realize how much fame you have?"
Realization dawns on his pretty face.
"Must have been mom. She made sure I stayed out of the tabloids. But nobody ever said anything before."
"Yeah, because they assumed you did not care."
He shrugged with one shoulder.
"And I really don't. I'm happy you showed that part of me to me. But I don't get why you had to go through all of that."
"Because someone taught you wrong. You did get the perfect score, I could only dream of getting it. But you did. But it does not mean you are not good enough. You are always good enough. Others can only dream about getting this far on their own, but you did it. You are good enough."
His mouth forms a perfect O shape as he stared at me, I squirm under his gaze. Not sure if I had upset him, it might have been the best thing to shut my mouth.
"You are awesome you know that?"
A smile tugs at my lips.
"Yeah? Tell me."
He kissed my mouth for like two seconds.
"You are the most awesome woman in the world and you are going to be late on your first day."
My eyes bulged. I scurry into the bathroom. Throwing down everything in my path.
"Take your time, I will drive you to work. Also, I'm making you breakfast."
I skip washing my hair since I did that yesterday and just wash my body. When I get out of the shower, my nose pick up on the hot coffee he had started on downstairs.
By the time I'm dressed and downstairs, he was done. Pancakes, bacon and eggs.
"Coffee?"
"Black please." I say as I plop down.
"I won't be joining you to eat so I can take a bath." He looks at me apologetically as he pours my coffee into a cute mug.
"Understood."
He nods and dashes up the stairs, then returns to give me a quick peck on the forehead before running up the stairs. I chuckle at his retreating back and focus on eating my food. There was no reason to antagonize myself looking at his juicy butt.
By the time he was back, dressed exactly the way you know sexy C.E.O's will dress. My mouth drop in admiration.
"Are you going to walk around looking like sex on a stick?" I ask when I finally find my voice.
He chuckled.
"Same goes for you. Those skirts totally scream bend me over this table and smack me till I am red and raw."
By time he finishes his sentence he realizes that is exactly what we both want. I clear my throat awkwardly. This was not the time nor the place but I wanted it, No, my body needed it to be the time and the place.
"Are you staying at the office today?" I ask as I enter his car.
He jogs to the other side, I use that one second to catch my breath and scold myself from thinking from between my legs. I just got this job, I will not fuck it up by going late.
"No, I have to meet up with a Japanese client later at a hotel of my choosing. And then a meeting with Cam. I need to address his behaviour."
He arrives at the front of his magnificent building in record time. I wished he drove slower.
"I will see you at your lunch break. And come back to take you home." He says as if hearing my thoughts.
I lean over the fancy console and kiss him.
"See you later Kenny, wish me luck."
He grinned, "You don't need luck baby. You will do well. I know it."
I'm about to open the door when I remember something. I lean in to whisper in his ear, and in a sultry whisper, I say,
"Oh and Kenny, I'm not wearing any panties."
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