The air conditioner was on, yet perspiration formed on his face and arms. Jeremy shifted uncomfortably on the dining chair he rested on. He dressed casually, a denim jean and a t-shirt. He covered his legs with Converse sneakers.
He laid his two hands on the table as he waited for the arrival of Purity. He had promised Aaron Theodore that he’ll handle Purity. Before that, he had to know if she was aware of the divorce he was going to file for, a year after the marriage. It was not going to be an easy conversation. He silently prayed for things to go well.
As his eyes continued to rove around the restaurant, it fell on a lady’s leg. Her feet were decorated with heeled sandals, from her hips down, a blue denim jean, her body, a black lose top. Her smile was sexy. She sent it to him and gracefully walked over to the table. She sat down.
Jeremy didn’t smile back, neither did her look happy to see her. He examined her. By the time she was relaxed, he shot her a-no-apology-look. She immediately understood.
“I’m sorry I kept you waiting. I had things to do at home.” She was in a very good mood. Didn’t want a fight. “How are you?” She grinned.
Jeremy’s heartbeat increased. He couldn’t respond. The attractive young woman that sat in front of him made him lose his sanity. She was so so stunning. She was driving him crazy. At that moment, he wanted her all to himself. He actually forgot the reason why he had wanted to talk to her. He returned her smile in an amusing way.
“Jeremy are you okay?” Purity couldn’t understand why he was so quiet, acting strange and smiling like he was crazy.
What the hell is wrong? Why am I acting so stupid? I have always been composed when I’m with a lady, why is this different? I am fidgeting, so unusual. He used a hand to wipe his forehead. “I-I am okay.”
Purity looked at him thoroughly. She wasn’t convinced. “Are you sure?”
“If you say so.”
Now, Jeremy, do it. Ask her about the divorce. “Do-?”
“You want to order something?” a young, beautiful blonde girl cut in.
Jeremy and Purity exchanged glances.
“You want to order?” they asked in unison.
They smiled at that.
“Just a bottle of champagne would do.”
The waitress left them.
“Papa said you wanted to speak to me. About what?”
“So many things.” He was beginning to get himself back.
“Really?” She crossed her legs. “Well, lets begin.”
Jeremy had seen that she was happy. One could tell easily. For once, she didn’t decline or abuse him, she was just okay and delighted. Why did she feel that way? He wanted to know. He’d never forgive himself if he made her sad tonight. What if she knew nothing? He had to let that pass.
“Why are you so happy?”
So, he finally noticed. She giggled. “I don’t know, I’m just happy.”
The waitress returned with a bottle of champagne and two glasses on a tray. She dropped them and left.
“The name for the new company JP, its cool. Do you like it.” she asked shyly.
Jeremy opened the bottle and filled their glasses. “Look at me. My eyes.” he emphasized the last phrase.
Purity did so. She locked her eyes to his. After several minutes which seemed like forever, she looked away. Her hands were unsteady.
“I did not ask you to look away.” Jeremy was unimpressed.
“I can’t do it. I just can’t.”
“Don’t you go on business dates?”
“I do. Its totally different from this.”
He emptied his glass in one gulp. “Why don’t you go out? Do you have any friends?”
“I am very happy on my own. I have no friends. Just you.”
“Are you scared of women too?”
She sipped her wine. “I am not. I keep them at a distance.”
“Why did you choose this kind of life?”
She smiled. “Reasons best known to me. Aren’t you happy I’m here?”
I’d get to know them soon. He smiled back. “Sure, I am.”
“Tell me about you.” she requested.
“There’s nothing much to say.” He wiped his mouth using a servet.
“I doubt it. Come on. Who’s being shy now?”
Jeremy laughed heartily. “What exactly?”
“Um,” She glanced at the ceiling of the restaurant and then at Jeremy. “Your previous relationships, if you want me to know.” She wasn’t sure if she had done the right thing. She was really curious about the woman he had dated. She might want to be like them so he’ll like her.
He grinned and cleared this throat. “It began like this. . . . .”