Chapter 66: Chapter 66

Chapter Sixty - Six

Ava's POV

The moment I saw him taunting gaze and his smirking lips, my anxiety went on another level. My stomach lurched and I had the sudden urge to turn around and ran back to the way I came here. There was no way that I could look him in the eyes and talk to him about that night. Perhaps, I could just run out of here. Or I could just ask the waitress to show me somewhere else to sit down. I mean, this should be a normal thing to do.

I turned to my side to tell the waitress if she could help me with this situation when I glanced at my side to find myself alone. There was no one. I didn't even notice when the waitress left. My whole focus was on the man sitting on the chair. Now that my attention shifted from Daniel to my side, I noticed that the whole was empty. Devoid of any other human being. There was nobody on this floor except for the person sitting on that chair. All the chairs and tables were empty. To say that this was VIP Reserved and on top of that booked solely by Daniel, made me wonder how actually rich he was.

"Are you going to just stand there like that or are you going to come over here and take a seat?" Daniel called out to me from where he was sitting. His words are taunting and his tone mocking.

I pursed my lips and narrowed my eyes at him. I wanted to retort and give him a piece of my mind but I could not. Not when I was the one who was in a weak position and he was in the powerful one. To think that he remembered everything. Not to mention the fact that he was the father of the child that was growing inside me.

Did he know that I was pregnant?

Without saying a word to him or replying to his taunt, I walked over to the table. Pulling out the chair, I sat down. All the while ignoring the way he smirked his knowing smirk and ogled my every move. Like watching an animal with curiosity.

"Hello Ava. Fancy seeing you here." He said, making me sneer inside. Like he gave me a choice.

Seeing that I did not reply to his words. he chuckled. Like I was amusing him.

"Well? No, hi back?" He questioned me again and I had enough.

"What did you call me here?" I asked him in a clipped tone. I did not come here to endure his teasing.

All of a sudden, all the smiles left his face and his face became one of the serious ones. I would have buried it if it weren't for the mischievous glint in those eyes. He was trying to be deceptive.

"Why are you working in that company?" He asked me in a flat tone. But, I knew he was anything but uninterested.

turning my blood hot and cold all at once.

That question gave me a pause.

"Why care?" I asked him. Matching his tone, I tried to say it in a flat tone.

Really, why did he care? It did not seem to bother him the night we met.

He shrugged.

"Just cause." He said, nonchalantly.

"First time we met at the pub, you came to the party with your college friend. And now you're here, doing a job. Internship?" He asked. I did not answer him. Even though I knew that he was waiting for the answer.

He let out a sigh.

All of a sudden, he leaned towards me over the table.

"Why did you pretend, not to know me, when we met. You certainly knew who I was when we met?" He questioned.

"Why are you asking me all these questions?" I asked him, abruptly. Interrupting his interrogation.

"Why do you care where I work, who I work with or why I pretend not to know you? Especially when you gave me a pretty good reason to do exactly that, by leaving the night we hooked up, without as much as doing the courtesy to leave a note behind." I retorted.

I did not want to feel a damn thing. I wanted to ignore all the emotion I felt, waking up that day to find myself completely alone. Left there to aid myself when the guy, who very swiftly had taken me to his bed, did not have the manners to at least leave a note telling me his name. Not to mention, the walk of shame I had to go through. Even though nobody was there to witness it.

The anger, shame and hurt I felt that day was refusing now.

A wicked smile graced his lips and his eyes twinkled.

"Ohh ... so you are mad about That." He said, with an annoying smug grin.

His audacity to smile while reminding me of that horrible night.

I clenched my jaw and tightly closed my eyes, trying to gather all my courage so I would not lose it on him.

"Well, sweetheart. If you were hurt that I had just left you there alone the next day then you should have just told me." He told me, making me grind my teeth together. Did he just pinpointed that?

"Although, I must mention that is how I leave with my one night stand. It is nothing personal." Daniel said.

That jerk.

I could not believe myself that I slept with this guy. Where were my standards that night? How did I manage to ignore all his signs for jerkness? I could not believe the things that made me swoon over this jerk that night was making me gag internally now.

"Well, if you want we could start again. With the right foot this time." He said, slowly drawing out the words as he reached over and glided his knuckles over my cheek. Annoyed, I slapped his hand off my face. This piece of trash.

My reaction made him flash his all teeth before he forced himself back and resettle on his chair again.

"Anyway, you did not answer my questions. Why are you working in that office?" He asked me again.

I let out a frustrated sigh.

My phone beeped and I glanced at it to see that I had received a message from Jasper.

Jasper.

He had sent  me a message. I thought that we were not on talking terms. He made it clear, earlier today, that he was not talking to me. Then what happened?

Discreetly, I took my phone out and looked at the message he had sent me.

"Let's have lunch together. I think I have a lot to explain." The message read. It surprised me. That Jasper reached me on his own. If I judged him from his morning behaviour then I probably would think that he was not going to contact me, less than talk to me for another three weeks or so.

"Who is it?" A voice came from across the table, me jerking from the screen to his. I had almost forgotten about him for a second.

"Must be somebody important judging from that look in your eyes." He commented. I frowned.

Judging from the look in my eyes? What look did I have in my eyes?

"Yeah, certainly 'important'." He said, as if analysing.

I straightened my spine and almost sat up straight in my chair. Were my looks that transparent? How could he read my looks?

"Who was it?" He asked again. Curiosity and hint of possessiveness lacing his tone. Perhaps, trying to figure out who I was leaving him for.

I stood up and gathered my belongings from the table. Bag, purse and keys.

"Nothing that should concern you." I replied to him. He eyed the moves that I made. Noticing that I was preparing to leave.

"Where are you going? I did not tell you to leave yet." He said.

"I did not Need your permission to do anything. And since you have nothing important to say and are just wasting my time, I think I should get going." I told him. I stepped outside and then something crept up in my mind.

I leaned over to him and whispered, slowly and deliberately to him.

"And maybe this time you should get the taste of your medicine. Finding yourself alone while watching the other person leave." I told him, with a smirk of my own and then spun around and left him there on his own.

The moment I stepped inside my office building, my eyes caught him. Jasper was talking on the phone with someone.

While he talked on the phone, I stood there looking at his profile. A man with a sleek and muscled body. Fit in and out. Hair a little messed up from running his hands through it, though it made him look even more appealing. All in all, he appeared to be some sort of model.

I remembered each and every part of that skin. I remembered every last piece of his sculptured muscles and his engraved tattoo. One that I had spent that night, memorizing every inch of it. I had not asked him what it meant because it was not meant to be asked for. I only remembered how my hand glided over that particular inked skin. So smoothly.

I almost let out a sigh remembering how nice it felt to have his body pressed up against my body. Would it be too much if I wanted to feel that again.

Abruptly, Jasper's eyes snapped to mine. Like he could sense that I was looking at him. His eyes took in that I was standing at the entrance of the building and then my face. Maybe realising that I had just come in from outside. He gestured from his hand to come to his side while wrapping up his phone call.

I pushed myself from my place and walked over to his side, hearing him bid his goodbye. Tapping the end button on his phone he looked at me. His eyes searched. Giving my body a flying look, he met my eyes.

"Where are you coming from? Did something happen?"  He asked, his brows ceasing in concern.

I felt a foreign and familiar ache in my heart. He was still concerned about my health even though he was not willing to talk to me.

I forced a smile and shook my head. My throat closed up for some reason but I forced it down. Could not let my emotions show here. There is no way that I will cry right now.

"No, nothing happened." I answered him. His frown smoothened a little then he darted a look at the main entrance.

"Then where have you been?" He asked me. Question in his eyes.

"Nowhere, really. So, you want to have lunch together?" I asked him, trying to change the topic. He could not know where I came from or who I was seeing.

He looked a little startle by the way I changed the topic but he went with it anyway.

"Yeah. Do you want to come with me?" He asked.

"Sure." I answered.

"Alright then. Let's go." He said.