Afraid to love
“What happened to your lip?”
Oh, the bruise she had while washing him out of her. She’d used make up to hide it till it heals. Was it still visible? No one had questioned her about it, he didn’t this morning, why now?
“Its nothing, just an injury.” she lied. She fought within herself between telling him the truth or not. He cared, to ask about it.
“It isn’t so obvious. But are you sure you are okay? How did you get it? Come, sit.”
She shuffled to the bed and sat beside him, meeting his gaze. “You’re going to be a great journalist.”
“Why is that?”
“You’re a good questionnaire.”
He giggled. “That’s with only those I care about.”
She shook her head. “Come off it. I know you do hate me. Its for your father.”
He ignored her remark.
“Purity, I know you are a good girl. My father convinced me. You are really good. Don’t know why you insulted me back then.”
She beamed. She could see his face. He was staring at her with horror after she had said very embarrassing words to him. He’d hated her since then. And her too.
“You tried taking advantage of me.” she explained quietly.
He was slightly dazed. “Me? I never did! I just, you know,” he shrugged. “There was an ant crawling on your lap. I tried to get it off without letting you know. If I had told you, you’d have shrieked and you know the rest. I considered that a favour for you.”
Her eyes were wide with shock. “I didn’t know you were trying to help me. As you left, the ant stung me.”
Laughing, he said, “You deserved it. I had actually prayed for it to bite you.”
“And it did. I was wearing shorts. And for a boy to touch my laps, I didn’t like it. It was going to lead to something else.”
“How did you know? You were only seven then?”
“Right. My mum always taught me everything early enough. I learn fast.”
“Oh, I see. I’m sorry, would have told you. Your words and actions made me hate you.”
“Same here. My hate is stronger.”
“Do you still hate me?”
“I don’t know. Do you?”
“I don’t anymore. We’ve understood why all that happened.”
“Yeah.” she let out a breath.
He reached for her hand. As he touched them, he felt electric sensations. She snatched her hands immediately. Those sensations reminded him of the first kiss they shared.
“Don’t touch me without my notice, next time!” she snapped.
He grinned at her. “Did you feel it too?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
She rolled her eyes. Folded her arms.
“Purity, I want to take you out.”
“I decided we’ll just see your papa and then I’ll return home.”
“That’s not what we agreed on.”
“I changed my mind!”
“Its not fair. Come on!”
She remained silent. Pursed her lips and kept looking at her feet.
“Are you scared of me?”
He hit the nail on the head. She was actually scared of him, all men except her papa and maybe his. Then, her brothers.
“Oh, why would I be scared of you?”
His eyes were all over her, scanning her. Concern and worry written over it. “Then dine with me. I want to take you out.”
“Nope. Lets go see papa.” she disagreed.
He scanned her more. “You dressed so pretty for me. Why not let me show you off tonight?”
She grinned. “Who gave you the guts to say I dressed for you?”
“You did. Look at you. You just didn’t dress like you’re going to visit a sick man. You’re dressed like you’re going on a date. And you barely dress this way.” he remarked.
“How come you know such about me?”
He had kinda told her what she kept to herself. Just her papa ad mama knew. They must have told both Edwin and Emily. Emily, when she was alive. Edwin had probably told his son.
“Forget about that. Are we going out? That’s what I came here for. Am I not looking cute?” he winked at her.
She was beginning to like him. She nodded.
He grinned with delight. He hauled himself off the bed and attempted to help her. She swatted his hands.
“Ouch! That’s hurts.”
“Serves you right.”
After saying goodbye to her parents, they both strolled out of the mansion. Purity tucked her arms under Jeremy’s. She was too tired to walk. He gracefully assisted her.
When they got to his car, he helped her climb in. As he got in, he didn’t turn the engine on. He just peered at her.
Purity was beginning to feel uncomfortable. She started sweating. She wasn’t used to being stared at the way he was doing now.
“Please stop. Why are we not moving?”
“I have a surprise for you.” he tilted himself to the back seat of the car and pulled something out. He handed it to her.
“What is this?” she took it from him. She didn’t hesitate to unwrap it. When she was done, she couldn’t believe her eyes. He had given her a new phone. Samsung Galaxy S6 Edge! Tears welled up in her eyes.
“Did you enjoy the meal?” Jeremy questioned Purity, walking her to his car.
She nodded in affirmation.
They continued the walk in silence.
They were walking side by side.
Purity, on a date with Jeremy. It was actually her first. They didn’t go out as lovers but friends, getting to know each other. She had been very shy while they were eating. She’d never been shy eating with the opposite sex. Countless number of times, she had talked over meals with different clients, negotiating businesses and offering deals. That’s her only special. But when it came to other things outside the world of business, it was all new to her. She couldn’t look Jeremy in the eye.
She had stolen glances at Jeremy, he ate confidently, talked confidently, even smiled confidently at her. To her, she felt he must have had lots of dates with different women. No wonder he was so good at it. Considering his looks, women would surely drool over him and want him for themselves. She really hadn’t though of women falling does men. It really didn’t exist to her. Why now?
Jeremy had winked at her while watching her sip her glass of wine. She caught him doing so and her heartbeat increased. So many fireworks exploded in it. She simple felt special. The thought of him winking at another lady got her jealous. Purity, you never get jealous.
While she had kept pondering over what she had felt during the meal, she never knew they had gotten to the car; till Jeremy firmly gripped her arm. That feeling came again. She shot him a grave look.
Jeremy read it immediately and released her arm.
“No thank you?”
“For defying my orders?” she retorted.
He looked at her with surprise. “I didn’t know what you were thinking about while we were moving to my car. But I know you’d have walked past it and bumped into that crash can if I hadn’t stopped you.”
I had been thinking about you! She pushed those thoughts aside. “You could have warned me, shouted my name or something.”
He chuckled. “And get you to jump out of your skin? Then you’ll lash me with ugly words? Nope.”
She sighed. “I give up.”
He pushed himself closer. “Purity say thank you. I helped you.”
She made a face. “I don’t usually thank people for the things they do for me. They’re supposed to do it. I’m a princess!”
“Not here!” Jeremy objected. “You are a princess at your home and father’s company.”
“We are not leaving this place till you say ‘thank you’. You should learn to appreciate what others do. And let me correct you. You’re wrong when you say people are supposed to help you. They do it out of kindness and love, you can’t force them. And when they do so, show that you appreciate by saying ‘thank you’. It’ll want them to do more.”
His words made sense. It touched her. She really never appreciated what people did for her. She did in her heart but never showed it. She was a princess and its the duty of others to worship the ground she walked on without thanking them. No one dared to questioned her about it. Just her papa. And now, Jeremy Broderick. Her father was right. He’s the only man that could tame her.
“Aren’t you scared of me?” she enquired.
He smiled. “Why should I?”
She twisted her lips. “Cause everyone else is. Men and women don’t lecture me the way you just did and you insulted me. Calling me ungrateful?”
“Are you grateful?” he didn’t wait for an answer. “Ever since that day you rained curses on me, I had vowed never to be scared of women or let them manipulate my life. You were the first to do that. And hopefully, you’ll remain the last. Now, say, ‘thank you’.” He ordered.
She smiled wryly. “And if I don’t?”
“I’ll make sure you walk home.” he threatened.
She giggled. “Ha! Over my dead body.”
His face warned her. There was no smile on it. Those hazel eyes were filled with fury. One more wrong then, he’d do something disastrous to her, something terrible. Like he’d done the previous night- kiss her. What was wrong with this man? Why is he trying to teach her manners? Not that she didn’t know them, she did but never practised. She wasn’t giving up without a fight.
“I am Purity Theodore. You know that right? You know who I am? I can ruin you with a snap of my fingers, like this!” she snapped her fingers.
To be continued…………….
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