“Everyone, this is my fiancee, Jenna” Christian said with a wide grin.
Gasps and murmurs erupted but they all composed themselves immediately.
“I never knew you were engaged” one woman said, almost sadly.
She was in her mid twenties and carried the aura of an overachiever. She had her eyes on him, I wasn’t moved, almost all the women had their eyes on him. Both old and young.
The only person I knew that sat the table was Kylee. She shot me a nod and I waved at her. The other looked more surprised that she knew me but once again, they plastered on a stoic expression. I took a step backwards, about to retreat and leave him alone to do his business but Christian would not have any of it.
“Come on baby, come to Daddy”
I was hearing up so much I could see the flames and I could see red. My legs move autopilot mode because, I couldn’t function.
He just said that in front of people, something he had never done before.
I walked over expecting to stand beside him but instead he pulled me until I lost my balance and landed on his lap. I could imagine him smiling that his yes I just did that smile.
I swallowed hard, making sure to keep out eye contact from any of them, even Kylee.
After about thirty long minutes, the meeting ended and still everyone’s mouth was still wide in shock.
“I’m sure they all thought you had lost it. Mr Christian Alexander.. Engaged, the gates of hell would be more of a pleasant thought than you being engaged” Kylee said to Christian after she waved each and everyone of them out.
Christian laughed but he said nothing, he kissed the back of my back and made me shiver. Once he saw the effect that spot had on me, he kissed it again, then he took the flesh between his teeth and swatted his tongue over it multiple times until I had to grab the table and closed my eyes.
“These days, I’m finding it hard to stay with the both of you without blushing” Kylee said and she too left.
“Fuck, what was that for?” I asked him.
“What was what for?”
The come to Daddy stuff in front of your employees.
I was about to say when someone knocked on the door.
“Who is it?” Christian shouted, his tone showing that he didn’t like the instruction at this particular moment.
“I’m sorry sir” Wayne said after opening the door and seeing the bother of us in what seemed like an intimate position.
I mean, with his hands pushing under my dress to touch my pussy some seconds ago, I could say the same thing.
“What?” He asked with the tone he used for everybody else.
“I have the file on your dad” Wayne said.
“Come in” Christian said.
I took his wistful tone as a signal that he would want me off his lip and I was about to stand up when he pulled me down and shot me a warning glare.
Wayne put the file down and Christian took it and opened it for both me and him to see. It was subtle things like this that made me understood that he loves me and he was going to include me in everything about himself.
“This is my dad?” He asked pulling out a picture.
“No I see the resemblance” I said barely above a whisper. The eyes, the hair, the unique eyebrow arc, the Cupid’s bow lips, the defined jaw, intense gaze.
“He looks exactly like you, or since you’re the offspring, you look like him” I swear, I could already see what my son’s would like, and now I wanted a baby boy.
I wanted a baby boy so hard I wanted to flush all my contraceptive pills down the toilet and fuck him till I’m fertile and I conceive.
“I’ve never seen this photo before” he said dropping the photo of his dad and raising another one. It was Christian, about age three wearing a beanie and holding a small slice of something….. Maybe an Apple.
A female’s leg was in the photo, she was the one holding the camera while Christian’s dad was holding him down in his lap and laughing at something hew as doing with the slice of Apple
I could see love and admiration in his eyes, as he watched his son.
“Wayne, you can leave now. Thank you” I never knew I could be assertive, or give direct orders to Christian’s men but seeing vulnerable Christian was right now, I didn’t even think before I spoke.
“Yes ma’am” Wayne said and he left.
“Growing up, I always wanted Mr Alexander to look at me like this, he never did. I thought I was bad, why else would a father not love a son, now I see.. I see the love in his eyes. Don’t you see it or is it just me?”
“No I see it, that is pure love and admiration right there ”
We went through the rest of the photos, all of which he had never seen. I wanted to ask him how he got them but decided to keep my mouth shut.
“They are all lovely. Your dad certainly likes the camera”
When the words left my mouth, it explained it’s truth in the air and I dreaded saying it in the first place.
Christian was silent, I wanted to apologize but he smiled.
“He knew that we wouldn’t last long, so he took these photos. So he would remember when he looked at these photos. He knew”
That was whe he cried and I held him till he stopped, as he had always been with me through out my vulnerable moments.
I offended no words because I knee that nothing I would say would soothe him.
“Let’s get that ring” he said in determination and urgency.
It made me wonder if Marcellino or anyone else had said something. Something he didn’t want to talk about. What if this engagement was a way of claiming me. Christian wasn’t spontaneous but he wasn’t going to take his time to plan anything if there was a threat.
I climbed off his lap and turned to the door. The thought was eating me up. I tried to shake off the feeling of dread but I failed. What would make Christian so scared of loosing me that he had to propose.