Chapter 15
"It does not feel like I just met you today. It feels as if I have known you for a long time. You sure we have not met before? At a function, maybe? Is it possible that we were lost lovers in our past life? I cannot explain this connection to you… I have never felt it before."
"You just said my mind. It feels so natural to be around you."
He held my hand and continued to look at me like a precious or rare gem. Like I am the most important thing to him.
"Debs, do you think…"
He inched nearer whilst searching my eyes, as if he was about to ask me an important question, but little Sam's cry broke us apart.
Impeccable timing, Sam. You slept off when I needed you to pussy block and woke up when you should be sleeping. Are you not a little ball of wonders?
I carried her, and she tugged at my bra.
You are not on my side today. It is not the right time for one of your treasure hunts, Sammie.
But she is determined, and I live to serve her. I was about to turn around when a naughty idea came to me. I want to torture him for all the temptations he put me through today. I am very busty, so believe me when I say even a priest would be affected by the sight of it. I raised my top and whipped it out.
You should see the look of shock on his face. He is red from the neck up and trying hard to keep his eyes off me.
Wowza. Ginger is back, and she is blazing hot.
Did I say how much I am enjoying making him squirm? Payback is a breastfeeding bitch!
"Ohm… hm… hm. I will, uh… I will be right back. Let me grab something from the car."
He galloped from my presence, and I was snorting with laughter as he disappeared. He reappeared after a few minutes with three shopping bags in his hands. He sat facing the other way and pushed them towards me.
"They are for you and Sam."
He sounds as if he has something stuck in his throat, and for someone as cocky as him, I find it oddly satisfying to put him in a position where he has to keep clearing his voice every split second.
Today is his lucky day because Sam tired of hunting for milk faster than usual. So I tucked my weapon of destruction back into its cage and replaced it with her bottle. He took her from me so I could attend to the shopping bags. The first one contains a pink teddy. It has a cute satin ribbon tied to the neck, and they wrote "My first teddy" on one leg.
"Wow, It's so beautiful and thoughtful… Thanks."
"Naah… it is nothing… it is not… stop thanking me."
He waved it off as if he was uncomfortable with someone showing him appreciation. The second bag has a beautiful pink and gold antique jewellery box in it. Inside it is a pair of mother and daughter bracelets that have my mouth hanging loose. They are so shiny that you would think they are genuine emerald and diamond bracelets. I cannot take my eyes off their sheer beauty.
"Oh… my fucking God. They are so beautiful. Thank you. Thank you so much, Samuel."
"There you go, thanking me again. It is nothing. Thank me when I buy you something worth thanking me for."
Hmm. Colour me shocked. Who would have known that beneath the thick layers of his ego is some humility?
The third bag wish is the biggest one, has three gift boxes inside. I pulled them open to find an expensive Burberry silk scarf, a box of chocolate, and a Burberry cashmere sweater set for my daughter.
"No, Samuel… I cannot take these. I appreciate the gesture and kindness, but I can't take them. They are too expensive. "
"Debby, it is in my nature to buy gifts for people I like, and you are making me feel bad by rejecting them."
"You do not need to shower us with expensive gifts. That is not the way friendship works. Please return them. I am surprised at how considerate you are of us, even without meeting us. But this is a lot, and I don't need you spending on us."
I wanted a friend and not a sugar daddy.
Not that he is offering.
"Please, they are just gifts for her and just a few things for you… Please, don't make me return them."
"You are one stubborn guy Samuel."
"You can call me whatever you like as long as you keep the gifts."
"Ok. But do not go this far next time."
"I hear ya."