Paige couldn't have it. Simon was cold towards her. Giving her short curt answers. This only meant he was mad at her. She continued eating as the awkward silence lingered.
"Are you mad at me for some reason." She finally asked.
"No," he replied. Why would I be mad at you?" He asked feigning ignorance.
"Cause you're barely speaking to me. You use to talk a lot. I'm not used to hearing you make just few sentences only." She replied and looked up at Simon who still maintained a straight face.
"I'm just a bit exhausted." He replied. "I'll just go to my room for a quick nap and allow you eat. "I'll see you later in the day." He said standing up.
"Okay." Paige replied in a low and worried tone watching him leave for his room. It felt so odd and out of place seeing Simon so calm and not so friendly. What happened to the chatterbox she was so used to? The man that cracked wierd jokes that makes her laugh hilariously. Oh, she knew what must have happened. She suspected that it could be as a of the Tedsons party. But truth be told, Paige wasn't ready to admit that she offended him in any way. Besides, it is her life and she has the right to live it as she wanted. She can't remember ever promising him love or a relationship. Matter of fact, she is so scared of ever starting a relationship with such a man. She wanted someone stable, successful, good looking, accommodating and kind and she had every right to believe that Tedson was all these and more hence her reason for giving him enough attention.
Since she met Frankie, right from the very first day at Junes engagement party, she felt drawn to him. Maybe not as much as she feel for Simon, but the point is, she is drawn to him and that to her meant a whole lot. That was all she needed to let herself know that she feel something for Frankie. No matter how minute.But first, she need to talk to Simon. It was obvious he was letting his feelings cloud his sense of reasoning and the truth also though it's staring right at him. Paige hurried up with her breakfast when she looked at the bedside clock and discovered that it was about twenty eight minutes past the hour of one. "Time indeed wait for no one." She thought aloud.
After eating, she summoned Samira who packed up the tray while she changed into a short brown jean and a chiffon blouse with a little triangular opening at the back. Comfortable that her body was well covered, she headed to Simon's room. The sole of her rubber slippers clicked on the floor disrupting the previous quiet passage as she went along her way. She got to Simon's door and saw it slightly open. She knocked softly but got no reply. She knocked again continuously, yet no response. Then went ahead to push the door a bit more opening it wider so that she can view the inside with ease and as suspected, Simon was not inside his room. "Simon!" She called out but got no response. She stepped into the room slowly casting her eyes round the well kept and sparkly room. Seeing no sign of who she came to the room for, she turned to leave. Then he called her from behind.
"Are you looking for me Sunflower?" He asked opening the door that connects to the balcony outside his room.
"Why didn't it occur to me to check the balcony." Paige asked herself. "Yes, I wanted to check on you since you said you needed rest." She lied turning back into the room.
"I was just at the balcony. Felt like I needed the air." He replied. "You should try using yours one of these days." He stepped into his room closing the balcony door. "Please seat." He said pointing to a seat at the foot of his bed. She sat down comfortably, adjusting her short.
Clearing her throat, Paige finally began to explain her reason for coming. "Simon, let's not pretend. I know you're mad at me for something. The only problem is I do not know what I did. You've been moody, barely spoken more than a few line of sentences to me since I saw you this morning. Simon, what's wrong?" She asked extremely bothered.
"Nothing is wrong." He replied. "I just think that I need to start keeping my feelings in check." He said sitting on his bed. "You've made me question a lot of things about myself, like if I don't deserve to be loved."
"Of course you do." Paige injected. "Why would you even say or even think of such?"
"Is it that I don't deserve you then?" He asked looking straight at her.
"That's not true as well Simon." You deserve both.
"Then what's stopping us?" He asked in wonder.
"It's just me Simon, it's all me." She started. "It's about the things I want. I want something entirely different." She replied. "I want...., I wan......"
"Franklin Tedson." He interrupted. "You want Franklin Tedson. It's okay to say it. You've already shown me severally with your actions. So, it's okay to say it out." Simon said in a sad tone.
"Simon, that's not entirely true. If you want honesty, then I'll be honest, I want to be in a type of relationship that will require I and my partner to be serious with each other, I would want him to be satisfied having only me as his everything including his fuckmate." She said to Simon's surprise.
"That sounds so vulgar coming from you and having you include it in such a serious sentence." He said smiling. This got Paige smiling as well. At least, she's been able to make him smile.
"Well, I'm just trying to express myself well enough. No offense Simon, but you ain't someone that will be satisfied to have just me as your girlfriend and sex partner."
"What makes you think so?" He asked her surprised.
"I don't know. You know so much about a woman." She said.
"And that scares you?" Simon asked standing up from his sitting position and coming closer to her, He sat on his bed very close to her. Does that scare or excite you Sunflower?" He asked still looking at her. Simon was wearing a black slack and a vintage Audrey shirt that as usual was open around the chest region. "Tell me." He urged her grazing her fingers with his palm and withdrew it back to his side.
Paige shivered with the effect of the little touch. Her nipples strained the fabric of her top. She was not putting on a brassiere. So unfortunately, this was noticed by Simon who acted ignorant. "You are," Paige continued. "You are...., You are a distraction." She finally found hef voice.
"From what Baby?" He asked. His gaze boring a tender hole in a part of his heart. "What could I possibly distract you from? Whatever it is that you want me to do in order to make you mine, please tell me. I will do it. I'm ready, I'm willing to give you all of me, every single part of me Sunflower, just say the word. Feel my heart beat," he said taking her palm without warning and placing it on his chest. Paige felt the fast pumping in ang out of blood by his ventricles and atrium. She focused her eyes on his chest lost. "They always beat this each don't im with you. It's you or no one else sweetheart. You need yo understand." Simon explained.
Paige made no response. She felt hypnotized. Taking this as a cue, Simon shifted closer to her. He removed her hand from his chest, he caressed and kissed her soft fingers. The tiny kisses continued for a while with him maintaining eye contact with Paige every now and then to know if she wanted him to stop. When he got no refusal, he dipped her index finger into her mouth, firming an O shape round the finger with his mouth, he sucked on the finger continuously moving his mouth in and out of the finger. Paige watched his lip movement in awe as her nipples pressed even harder on the fabric of her blouse. She hoped and pray that Simon wasn't seeing it as she feared that a little touch of her nipple can drive into a wild orgasm.
Noticing the struggle her nipple was going through,he placed his hand on her thigh pushing up her blouse just a little before looking up at Paige. "Can i?" He asked her and she nodded. Simon pushed his hands under her blouse moving gently up from her stomach to her breast which felt extremely heavy, then to her nipple that was already as hard as a tiny iron nut. Paige winced in pleasure as his finger grazed one of her nipples. "I can be everything you want me to be, I will make you happy, give me a chance my love." Simon pleaded finally sliding both hands into her blouse and getting hold of both nipples.