Chapter 10
Eugene Ari Darian's POV
"Why is she the one showing me around the place? Isn't she in a whole other faculty?"
"She is but I saw her around the premises and thought she'd give me a hand and besides, she like a daughter to me. I've known her longer than this school so I know you are incapable hand."
"Hurry up now, she isn't very patient," he added, spacing out as he held on to his phone, scrolling through.
I groaned internally. I wasn't in the right state of mind to see her. I felt talking on the phone was better. It was too soon to be in each other's presence again. The last time didn't end well and I wasn't in the mood to embarrass myself again.
"This is the art studio, as you can see, the canvas and all that stuff are placed over there," she pointed in the direction of an ajar room with some tools sticking out near the large oak door.
"The students get their practicals done in here while all the writing takes place in the lecture halls."
I didn't realize I was staring till she spoke up. "Why are you staring?"
"Nothing," I averted my gaze, taking in the entire room. It was up to standard. I still hadn't gone to the equipment room but if this room was anything to go by, there was nothing that could be missing.
She was acting strange. Very professional and I liked it.
"Shall we head to your office?" She faced me. "We could look around the other departments after."
"Why not?" I shrugged
"Let's go." She walked ahead of me with her straight, long legs drawing my attention. I wondered how they'd look wrapped around my torso, with me giving hard, long thrust to her inner thigh.
Mt shaft would be cocooned inside of her as she spread wide to accommodate my huge sh*ft. She'd hiss as each powerful thrust hit her. Sweats would drip down her face to her neck and she'd breath heavily.
My lips would kiss hers softly before picking the pace and heading down to her neck where I'd bite the tender skin softly. I'd place sweet kisses on her ear lobe. Hickeys would be prominent all over her skin the next day. I would roughen her up the way no man has ever had, giving her immense pleasure.
When she turned to take a glance at me, I quickly changed my train of thought. I guess I was awkwardly silent.
"So..." She stressed
"How have you been? Since the incident that is?"
I took a moment to reply. "I thought we were acting professionally?"
"Of course we are but it's not bad to check on an acquaintance." I tried not to pick an offense on the last part
"I thought we were friends?"
She wasn't expecting my bold reply and just waved me off.
"This is your office. The door over there is the restroom as I presume you already know."
The room wasn't really in need of touching as he had said. The walls were plain just how I liked them. They were a little too white for me but I could always repaint. A desk and two armchairs sat at the far end of the room just like Mr. Hark's.
"Do you like it?"
"It would do." That was all I said as I was still taking it in. I wasn't into interior designing but I knew the doors didn't match the room. It made the plain color pop out more. It was beginning to wear me out so I suggested we took a walk.
We left my office and walked around a bit. We checked out the halls with me spacing out often.
"We should take a car, the buildings are far apart. It could take some time if we were on foot."
"Let's take mine then." That was when I realized we were at the car park already. My monstrosity was in plain sight, I was suddenly embarrassed by it.
"Where's your ride?" Her beautiful eyes gazed up at me as the wind blew harshly on her cooperate wear now that we were away from the safety of any roof. The black, pinstripe suit drained the color out of her. It was a little bogus on the skirt but I knew what was underneath seeing as I firsthand had a chance in changing her. I was a gentleman though, turning my eyes away from her but I still got a chance to feel things that weren't my intention.
"It's that one." My voice was unusually low as I turned my sight away from her and the excuse of a car. Regret for buying the car was hitting me hard.
She was quiet and I wondered if she heard me. I was forced to speak up again. "Let's go."
We walked up to the car with her a little hesitant. The ignition caused the car to roar to life but a few seconds before driving out of the park, it seized. I gave several tries, earning the same result. We both paused and just sat there, neither knowing what to do.
"We should take mine." She spoke after some minutes.
It was the first time I was fetching a ride from a lady. I was usually the one doing the chivalry to stranded ladies.
I was tempted to decline and suggest walking but I noticed how she had taken off her flat immediately she sat, sighing in what I assumed to be a relief.
I just nodded to her suggestion, too embarrassed to say a word.
We walked for a few minutes before she stopped. "That's my ride."
It was in way better shape than mine. It wasn't out of the world beautiful but her beauty enhanced that of the car. She could do better than it still.
"Let's go." She signaled me to get in as she already sat in the driver's seat. I was finding it hard to same. Taking free stuff was harder than I imagined it to be. I don't know how people got used to it.
"That's the faculty of law just over there with the faculty of political sciences just in front of it."
"Just how many faculties are in here?"
"Just four, it's quite a few unlike other universities out there. We are still new."
We drove around for a while with her pointing out things. I could have had a nice time if I wasn't in a woman's car. This was new to me in a way I didn't like. I just wanted to get out and staring at the door handle wasn't helping. I would only earn a couple of scratches but I would be fine.
Irene seemed to notice my mood too but didn't say anything about it. She just kept stealing glances at me from the corner of her eyes.
Once back at the faculty, I quietly stepped out of the car, a little too quickly but I played it cool.
"Goodbye," she widened the distance between us in seconds. I ran to her side, taking her hands in mine to stop her in her track.
"What's wrong?"
"Is my car that awful that you couldn't bear to be in it? It's in way better shape than yours!"
"I'm sorry, that was rude. I didn't mean it," she apologized in a minute. I didn't see any reason for it. From her end, that was how my little action earlier seemed. I was too embarrassed to tell her the truth.
"No, you are right-
Her gaze lifted from the ground to me in seconds and that's when I realized how it sounded.
"That's not what I meant-
Her hands were out of mine sharply. "I was saying that I do have a problem being in your car." She waited for me to continue. "I've never been in a woman's car and it unnerved me. I felt uneasy and I know that's a man's thing to say but that was how I felt."
"I don't know what to say." Her calm voice said
"I'd wished you agree to go out with me tonight, so I can mend things. Today isn't going exactly as I'd hope."
"You've thought of me before today?"
"Of course, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I don't think I've ever stopped thinking about you since our encounter at the bar."
"I don't know what to say," her feisty personality from earlier turned meek
"How about I pick you up at seven?" She eyed my piece of crap and I was forced to add "in a different car."
She giggled, covering her mouth but I stopped her. "Don't do that, your laugh is cute."
A huge blush brightened her face as she bid me goodbye, mumbling something about a class she had soon.
I didn't take my eyes off her till she took a sharp turn at what I learned to be the psychology faculty. It was close which gave me endless ideas.
