Chapter 21: Chapter 21

JOURNEYING FORWARD

Skittles......

"You're drooling?, Unbelievable", Delilah gasped.

"Dante?, Dante from where?", I asked. God!!!, I really needed to keep my hormones in check, this was just a stranger. I haven't even met him one on one, and I'm already drooling.

Maybe because he's got similar features with.....

"Babe, let him off your mind, you got to move on", Renee's advice came skimming through my mind and that alone, that made me stop dead in my track.

"Dante, he's the owner of COOL BABY", Delilah said.

Of course who doesn't know him, I had twice heard of the company, heard the winter is such a whoa, and truth be told he's such a whoa, but.... he was nowhere near to Rashid in looks?, Of course not.

Rashids' got these haughty, Savage look, while Dante or whatever he looks like the opposite, someone so prune and.... I just could not find a word to put it, but he's not just it.

"Leilani?", Delilah shook me vigorously on my arm.

"Ouch... stop that, it hurts", I yelled, slapping her hands off my shoulder.

"You just, you zoned out", she continued.

"Then you leave me to zone in, hitting me like though I stole something expensive from you won't just do, would it?", I snapped.

I saw her eyes widen in surprise.

She hadn't heard me shout like that, or..., she wasn't looking at me, seems like she got carried away.

Earlier, it was my hormones, like when last did I get laid... two to three years back?. Yes.

I wasn't even properly laid, that was when I had the kids.

"Delilah...?", I called.

"You know what, if you would keep going on and off just like that, I would have no other choice but to go back home, it's not like it's even an hour drive", I said to her, she wasn't even listening.

I took a sip of the wine, gulping it down finally, not until I felt some heat at my back, like someone was so close enough that I could hear the person's breath... in and out.

I quirked my brows at her in a who - the - fuck - is - standing - at - my - back and what does he or she want.

Almost immediately she stood up, grabbing her glass of wine as she trotted deeper into the crowd of people dancing.

I grabbed mine to follow her, when I heard a deep voice whispering right in my ear.

"Hey beautiful", the voice was deep, smooth like silk, it was like a lullaby that could put one to sleep, it wasn't like Rashids', coarse, brazed and bass.

I felt my insides warm up, I turned to acknowledge the person, when I came in contact with the same Dante, Delilah had been talking about.

"You're enjoying the view?", he arched his brow, his lips setting in a quizzical line.

I took a deep breath once, twice, until I couldn't remember the minutes that past.

"Cold?", he immediately removed his well tailored jacket as he tossed it around my back, his long fingers brushing my bare back. I felt a sizzling jolt of electricity pass through him and into my nerves.

"K-kinda", I stuttered.

He seems to me like an every woman's man, the way he handled everything so smoothly, almost like he can't bear anything being so imperfect.

He smiled, staring into my eyes, "God!!", my subconscious moaned. He looks beautiful.

"Dante..."

"Leilani".. we said together, as I gave in to a bust of chuckles.

"So smooth", he growled softly.

"Yeah", erm, I turned into a bad of stuttering and mess in his front, forgot how to use my words.

PS: Ladies, before you go to someplace like this, make sure you are physically satisfied, like you know what I mean?. In the sèx aspect.

Right now it wasn't me behaving like a bag of potato, it was my hormones, and I couldn't even control it. It was damn hard.

"So, you came to have fun... get laid, stuff like that", he arched a brow, taking my tiny hands between his large ones.

I frowned, before bursting into laughter.

"Do you actually think every lady that walks into a club comes to get laid?", I questioned, before bridling my tongue a bit. Where the courage had come, I can't tell.

"No pressure, but watching you far from there..", he said pointing to the far end of the club which looked darker, before he continued, "You seemed to look out of place, like though you were forced to come here or something.. sorry to say that, but, is it your first time?, Like you first time coming here?", he questioned.

I hesitated a bit, seeming to get lost in his sexy as fuck greyish eyes, he knows that. He knows he could tell all the ladies in the club to strip and they would cheerfully do so.

There was this magnetism around him that called out to all the ladies, I could feel hot, burning piercing stares right at the back of my neck, brimming and boiling with envy and jealousy.

"E-er-er-eeerm, my friend", I paused. "She forced me to come here", I replied.

"You don't seem comfortable, would you want to go out.... have some fresh air?", he whispered against my ear, the noise was making it almost impossible to hear a dime of what he was saying, so we were closer than normal.

I was afraid of stepping an inch out of here, I mean .. he could be a well known person, but to me he's still a stranger. He could have someone outside there waiting for me to come out with him, then... they could just take me to somewhere unknown and have their way with me, I wasn't in anyway ready for a mental breakdown.

I was just afraid and it seemed like he could sense my uneasiness.

"I can't hurt you mî ãmòr - my love. If you feel safer staying here, then it's okay by me. I would not want to make you feel uncomfortable at any chance", He purred.

That alone seemed to melt my heart, he seems to be so endearing, I didn't want him to think otherwise, within me, I had already accepted him. He seemed nice, very nice.. and when my spirit accepts someone then.. it sure means he's good.

I stood up from the barstool immediately, taking his hands in mine as I led him outside the club.

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A vibration coming from my handbag made me stop talking, I brought out my phone from my bag only to see the time.

"1:16 am?", I gasped, lifting my head to look at Dante.

I picked the call immediately.

"You know what... if you had told me that you were going to go get laid, I wouldn't have been searching all over the town for you. I'm coming from your house only to find out that you aren't even at home, where in God's name are you?", she yelled so loud that I had to push the phone away from my ear.

I heard Dante chuckle.

I hissed at him, throughout the few hours I had been with him, we've been talking and so far, he seems nice, very nice.

I thought over it, it was high time I moved on, It's not like Rashid even cares, he doesn't, he didn't even care to call, like nothing. It hurts badly, but, there was nothing I could do. I had to move on even though my kids would get affected by my choice.

"I er-errem, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were going to look for me", I sighed.

"Anyways, you're lucky, I had to go back to Montreal club, only for the bar man to tell me you went out with him. I hope you give me a good news by Monday. Monday?, no ways, you would give me in full details tomorrow morning.... have a fun filled sexxxxx", she drawled the last part, before hanging up immediately.

After I had dropped my phone back in my bag, I looked up to see Dante staring at me, with this serious look.

"What?", I murmured.

"You're beautiful", he smoothed.

"Thanks", I replied, blushing heartily.

"Thanks?, Why should you tell me thanks for something which you know you rightfully are?, You don't have to say that mî ãmòr", he opined, his eyes turning a darker shade of grey. His voice was sounding almost strained.

He took my hands in his, bringing it his lips, he nibbled on it, I felt uneasy about it, it was like though Rashid was staring at me from a hidden camera.

I slowly jerked my hands away from his.

His eyes turned to give way to confusion, he seemed confused by my act, he wasn't to be blamed.

"I'm sorry, I need to go home", I said, standing up to my feet.

He still sat back, almost like he was thinking about letting me go.

"Mhhmm Okay.. let me drive you home then", he offered, there was a slight hesitation, like though he wanted to tell me something.

"Alright", I had no choice, it was too late to be roaming around the city, secondly, it wouldn't hurt if he took me home right?, he was just taking me home. I consoled myself in that.

Still I needed to move on, I needed to try even though it would cost me a lot.

Like this...

I walked closer and drew him for an embrace, standing on my toe, I brushed his lips with mine.

I hoped I didn't regret this singular act of mine.

"Thanks for today", I murmured.

"Anything for you, MÎ ÃMÒR", he cooed softly.

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