He must be joking right? Does he even make jokes? No. I don't think I've ever heard him tell a joke. I take out my phone and I dial his number immediately. He picks up on the second ring.
"Hey baby." he says coolly. Internally I swoon at the word baby, I don't think I would ever want him to stop calling me that.
"Were you serious?" I get straight to the point.
"Yeah." is all he says.
"But don't you think it's a little too soon." he sighs.
"Weren't you the one mad at me for not introducing you to my parents."
"No. I was mad because you didn't tell them while I was there with them. I didn't want to meet them so soon, I just wanted them to know that I exist."
"Mel, make up your mind. Do you want come to the dinner or not?" he says, his voice is laced with irritation.
"I uh-" The words get stuck in my throat and he just sighs.
"Look, I can't talk about this now. I'll visit you sometime during the week, then we'll talk, okay babe?"
"Okay babe." he doesn't end the call and I almost have heart attack. Babe? I have never ever called him that and it sounds so stupid coming from me. Gosh I wish I could take I back. He's quiet for few seconds, I can almost hear the grin on his face. "Okay. Bye." I rush out before ending the call. Taking a deep breath, I turn around and head to building.
I enter the glass doors and the first person I see is Nina. She greets me and follows me to my office to give me messages and the agenda for the day. My phone on the table vibrates and Zayn's name appears on the screen. Nina eyes the phone between us and I choose to ignore his text. he sends another one and I peak at the screen.
Zayn: Babe? J I liked it.
He's making fun of me. I roll my eyes but another text comes in. from Zayn of course.
Zayn: I enjoyed the weekend with you baby. Especially Sunday. I still have the marks you gave me.
Nina looks away quickly but I know she saw. Now would be a good time to disappear. I quickly turn the phone around and I avoid Nina's eyes. Gosh she probably thinks the worst right now. I want to hit Zayn right about now. He's doing it on purpose. We wrap the meeting up and Nina exists my office. I take a deep breath before picking up my phone again.
Me: Zayn stop.
Me: Shouldn't you be "Busy" like you said. Stop bothering me at work.
He doesn't answer but he calls and I pick up immediately.
"Hey, shouldn't you be at work?" I ask. He laughs at me and I wonder what the hell is so funny.
"Hey Babe. I was just messing around. Did you get in safely?" my heart warms at his concern.
"Yeah thank you for dropping me off."
"It's nothing babe. Now I really should get started on work. Enjoy your day baby."
"Thanks. You too." I expect him to end the call, but he doesn't.
"You forgot something." Did I leave something in his car? "Say it." now I know what he wants. I open my mouth to protest but he speaks first. "If you don't say it, I'm not going to end the call." I could end the call myself, but he knows that I wouldn't. I keep quiet for a second. "I'm waiting."
"Zayn you can't be serious right now." He stays quiet this time. I groan and clear my throat. I open my mouth but a giggle comes out. I mumble quietly and Zayn chuckles. Why am I getting all shy now? "Okay bye baby." it feels weird saying it to him. It feels like a word only he can say right. He chuckles at my awkwardness before speaking.
"Bye baby." He says. I end the call before throwing my phone in the drawer. He's such an ass. But I wouldn't have him any other way. An hour after the call, my first client arrives and I have all but forgotten about the events of this morning.
After the call, me and Zayn hardly talked because he actually had a lot to get done. We speak during lunch and he sends me a goodnight text during before bed.
Tuesday is no different, I think we actually talked less. He sent me a text in the morning, during the day and one again at night. I wonder how much work he had, to be that busy. I offered to visit but he said he wouldn't be good company because he'll be too busy. I kind of want to kidnap him, just to give a little break.
Today though Is a different story. It's Wednesday today and Zayn is standing at my office door as we speak. He walks over to me and he pulls me out of my chair, so he can sit in it. I'm about to ask what the hell he's doing but he places me on his lap, turning my surprised face to him.
"Hey baby." he smiles a beautiful bright smile. Flashing his perfect teeth at me. He doesn't give me a chance to talk. His lips are on mine before I can open my mouth. The kiss starts off slow and innocent. He takes his time kissing me, his lips brush softly against mine. I press my lips harder against his, and the nature of the kiss changes completely.
He grabs my hips and he places me on the desk. He spreads my thighs and he moves to stand between them. He cups the side of my face with his left hand as he kisses me again. His kiss his hard, rough and full of desire. He forces his tongue into my mouth and I moan. His lips are soft as always. My breathing picks up as his right hand moves up my thigh in a slow teasing manner. His hand leaves my thighs and moves to my shirt, loosening the first button.
I'm so consumed by him that the world around us vanishes. I can't see, hear, feel, smell, touch or taste anything besides this beautiful man before me. I am so consumed by him that I don't hear my phone ringing or the door opening.
"Oh my Gosh." we're broken apart by a shrill scream.
I turn around, scared to find out who it is, but I've got a pretty good idea. Zayn straightens his suit out after helping me off the table. I turn around and I see Zoe and Nina standing at the door. Nina looks sheepish while Zoe looks haunted.
Why didn't we ever think of this. I stare at her waiting for her to say something. She opens her mouth, then closes it again. She looks at Zayn, then back to me. Zayn finally breaks the uncomfortable silence.
"I have to go." He turns to look at me and he looks calm. "Come by later?" I nod and he kisses me on the lips again. Making things even more awkward for me. He greets Zoe on his was out and Nina leaves, closing the door behind her.
We're staring at each other and I'm sure not one of us knows what to say. it's extremely awkward looking at Zoe right now.
Yeah well she just saw her brothers tongue down your throat. I mentally cringe at the thought. I awkwardly clear my throat, not meeting her eyes anymore.
"So how about we get started." I take a seat and she narrows her eyes at me.
"So we're just going to ignore the fact you just kissed my brother?" I open my mouth but nothing comes out. "So are you guys dating or are you just hooking up?" she takes a seat on the couch and waits for me to reply. "Cause if you are, my parents are not going to be impressed." she says.
This is not a conversation I wish to have right now.
"Why do you say that?" I can't help but ask.
"Because my dad is a little old fashioned. He believes we should be with people who share the same religion, culture, beliefs and those sort of things..." she trails off and to be honest I'm sort of confused. she sighs. "You and my brother are worlds apart, you don't share the same culture, religion, etc." I can tell she's holding something back. Is this what Zayn was talking about?
"So he won't approve?" my heart sinks to my toes.
"Not really, he says it's for our own good, but I guess you'll have that conversation soon." she looks uncomfortable so I decide to start with the session. Throughout the session we concentrate on nothing but Zoe. She's more open than she was a few weeks back. I try to push what she said to the back of my mind, but it's not working. My mood has taken a drastic turn, for the worst.
After my session with Zoe I decide to head home and just sleep this mood off or numb it with a bit of wine. I have a sense of trepidation while I walk home. I probably shouldn't be this worked up but Zoe's warning set off a few alarms in my brain. Will his parents disapprove of me? Will Zayn break up with me?
The first thing I do when I arrive home is getting rid of these tight clothes and poring myself a glass of wine. I head to my room to watch some Modern Family. Right when Phil talks about Luke's bruise on his necks, the sound of my ringtone fills the room. Groaning I pick up the phone and Zayn's name flashes on the screen.
For some reason my brain freezes and my finger refuses to work. My finger is hovering over the screen but nothing happens. The phone finally quiets down and I put it on Vibrate, not a second later he calls again. But like before I ignore it, I have no idea why I'm scared to answer and I don't wish to find out either. Seconds later he sends a text.
Zayn: You okay? Sorry about today.
Let me know if you're okay.
Should I come over?
All I feel now is guilt for ignoring him, when he's clearly concerned. And all because of some irrational fears. I need to stop being stupid and let him know I'm okay. Well for the most part.
Me: Hey sorry. No need to come over I'm fine.
He doesn't answer but he calls instead, like always, and this time I have no choice but to answer it.