RACHEL’S POV
She could feel her heart palpitating, as she slowly slumped to the floor.
Shawn has been doing things behind her back, and it hurts her to the depth of her heart. How could he be so callous and unfeeling? He had been giving her the cold shoulders just because of a silly high School girl.
She was not going to let this slide. That girl has bitten more than she can chew and sheRachel, would make sure she spat it out. All of it!
TIFFANY’S POV.
They got inside his house and she must say, it looked really nice. She was more impressed by the neatness and orderliness of things. He really must be a neat guy.
“So, welcome to my humble abode.” He said.
“Even though I hate to say this, there is nothing humble about your house. It looks good.” She said looking at the monalisa portrait hung on the wall.
“Like a Daddy boy’s house, right?”
She was momentarily silent before replying, “Maybe.” And then she moved on to the next portrait. It was the girl with the Pearl earring portrait.
“You seem to be a lover of art.” Tiffany observed.
“Am I?” Shawn asked
“What do you mean by that? Why else do you have these famous and expensive portraits” She asked, turning to look at him.
“I will show you to your room now.” He said, ignoring her question.
“Been waiting to hear that.” Tiffany carried her bags, while he carried the rest and led her upstairs.
He opened the door and revealed a spacious master bedroom. The interior design was breathtaking and perfect.
“What do you think?”
“It’s okay. But I will always choose my room back home.” She answered, going to stand by the window. Standing there, she had a panoramic view of the sparkling pool. Oh how much she loved the water.
“My room is next door.” Shawn said and regretted his words immediately because of the look Tiffany gave him.
“Why do I need that information?”
“I don’t know. It’s still information worth knowing.” Shawn shrugged.
“Nothing is ever going to happen between us.” Tiffany said in a warning tone.
“And who said anything was going to happen? Look, you are still a kid in my sight and by the way, I love my women thick.”
“I bet you can’t cook, and you must be hungry, so I will order food. I might have to make arrangements for a cook. Enjoy your room view.” With that, he left the room.
Tiffany stared after him in shock. Did he just call her a kid and body shamed her? Her eyes went to the large mirror in front of the dressing table and she rushed to stand in front of it.
She stood, examining herself, ranging from her face, hair, hands, breasts, legs and finally her butts. She was staring at the size of her butt when the door went open and Shawn came into view. “I wanted to ask what you…” He stopped Midway as he stared at her in surprise.
Tiffany quickly turned and then looked away in embarrassment. “I am actually here to ask what you would love to have.” He said, looking at her in amusement. It was obvious he was trying to suppress his laughter and it got Tiffany riled up.
“Don’t you know how to knock?” She fired at him angrily.
Shawn was taken aback by her outburst. “I am sorry about that. What should I order for you?”
“Seafood and milkshake.” She replied, still angry.
“Noted. And please, when next you want to stare at your butts ensure you lock the door.” And with that, he closed the door and left.
“Argh!” Tiffany screamed and collapsed on the bed. Why did he have to open the door at that moment? Now, he will see her as some doll obsessed with her body. This has to be the most embarrassing moment of her life.
She stayed in her room until he came to call her down for lunch. She wanted to turn him down, but her stomach grumbled, reminding her of how hungry she was.
She reluctantly alighted the stairs and went to join him in the dinning.
“I felt I should tell you. I’m allergic to seafood and spicy foods.” Shawn said, breaking the silence.
“So?”
“So you don’t order it for me anyday.” Shawn snapped.
“Noted. Can I please have my lunch in peace?”
“The last Time I checked, nothing or no one was stopping you.”
They spent the next few minutes eating in silence. Different thoughts going through their minds.
“I can cook actually.” Tiffany suddenly said.
“What did you say?”
“I said I can cook. We don’t need to keep ordering food.” She replied.
“And by cooking, do you mean heating water?” Shawn asked mockingly.
“No. Actually food.”
“I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but I will pass. We will keep ordering until I employ the service of a cook.” Shawn said with a note of finality.
“Suit yourself. But I can cook for myself, right?”
“No. I don’t want this house burnt to the ground.” Shawn replied.
“You know what? I have had enough.” Tiffany stood up and left the dinning.
SHAWN’S POV
Was he too hard and insensitive? Maybe he had said more than necessary. But was that reason enough to leave her food?
He dropped his cutleries and ran his fingers through his hair. It’s barely 24 hours of staying with her and he was already tired and frustrated. He packed the remaining foods and kept them in the microwave, whenever she was ready to eat she could have them.
Tired, and needing an avenue to get some fresh air, he decided to call Bryan.
“Hey, Man. Are you up for some poker game?”
“Ummm…in as much as I would love to whip your ass, but no thanks. I met this beautiful lady and we are going on a date.” Bryan said over the phone.
“Okay, Man. Have a nice time okay?”
“You good?” Bryan asked.
“Yes, I am. Now, run along. You do not want to keep the lady waiting.” Shawn teased.
“You bet I don’t want to. Catch up with you later.” And the line went off.
Shawn sighed in frustration, he really wanted to go out and get some fresh air. He thought of Rachel but thought against it. He was not ready for clinginess.
“Well, it seems like I’m stuck with her. I would have to get a dip in the pool.” He muttered before heading to the gear room to get his swimming trunk.
Wearing a tight grey swimsuit that clung tightly to his thighs, he hung a white towel over his neck, his chest bare, a bottle of water in hand and then headed for the pool.
He got to the pool, dropped the things he came with on the deck chair and dived in as the water made a loud splashing sound.