37. Sinful Book 1

I couldn't sit still at the office; I was all shades of excited because it was the first time in months I was going out for a date. I honestly just wanted to taste the waters to see where it would take me.

I've always been an ambassador for making bad decisions that were going to bite me in the ass someday, and no matter how much I thought about it, it felt like I was making a bad decision with Noah and Antonio, but I wouldn't know until I actually try, right?

It was finally time to go home and prepare for my date with Noah. I was excited, very excited.

When I got home, it felt like the house was empty but I knew it wasn't, Antonio's car was parked right outside. Did he even go to work?

I siding bother looking for him because I had nothing to say to him at all, and besides, if I get into a conversation with him, I wouldn't make it on time for my date.

I hurried to the bathroom and took a warm shower, when I was done, I got dressed in a short navy blue dress that had glitters on it; the straps of the dress made a "X" at the back, it was such a pretty dress.

I didn't put much on my face, just foundation, eyeliner and lip balm. I looked into the mirror and I was satisfied with how I looked.

By the time I finished getting ready, it was five minutes to eight, so I picked up my purse, phone and car keys and ran out of my room.

Antonio was in the living room, he had a mug in his hand; he looked at me then looked away, then looked back at me like he had never seen me before.

"Where are you off to?" Antonio asked. P for Privacy, the fuck is wrong with him?

"Out" was my polite reply. He eyed me from head to toe, took a sip of whatever was in his cup and let out a frustrated sigh.

"My job right now, is to keep you safe. That's why you're here. So if you don't want a repeat of why happened that night, I suggest you tell me where you're going so I'd know how to protect you if the need arises" he said. The way he sounded was as if he didn't really care about where I was going, but I knew it was just a front, his face told a different story.

"Well thankfully, you gave me a car so I'd be able to run off if the need arises" I smiled sweetly at him and walked out of the house. I took a deep breath before getting into the car, and to my destination.

I entered the restaurant and went to the receptionist, there were a lot of people at the restaurant so I couldn't make out where Noah was.

"Hi, I'm here for Noah," I told the slim black lady. She smiled at me and nodded, pointing behind me.

"Table 12" she said, nodded and found my way to the table.

"Did I keep you here for long?" I asked Noah when I got to the table. She smiled at me and shook his head.

"You're right on time," he added.

"You look mighty fine" he complimented.

"You don't look bad yourself" I smiled. He looked good, very good; and whatever cologne he had on, added to his appeal.

"You would have let me get you from home," Noah said.

"It's fine, I'm a good driver you know" I smiled at him. Shit!

"You bought a car?" He asked, he had this uncomfortable look on his face. Shit X 10; looking in the bright side, he was going to find out anyway, the timing doesn't matter.

"No, Antonio gave me one of his cars" I said. I kept my eyes trained on him. I didn't want to miss any reaction from him. He scoffed and leaned back.

"You know, when you called me and asked for this date, I thought "finally, Antonio is out of the picture" and then you come in his car?" Noah asked, I didn't say anything. I just kept my eyes on him. What would happen if he knew I was living with Antonio then? That was all I thought about.

"Well, I had an issue and he helped me by giving me a car. And yes, I called you here for a date to talk about us, not to talk about Antonio. So whatever hate you have for him, please keep it away from me and this date" I told him. He looked around and then his eyes settled on me. He took a deep breath and smiled.

"Fine, I'm sorry. Let's start over?" He asked and I nodded; and just like that, the mood changed and it was back to normal, I was actually enjoying myself. Noah always knew how to make me feel better, he knew how to crack jokes, he's genuinely almost the best company I've ever had.

When our dinner came, and we were eating as we talked, my phone chimed, it was a message notification. The message was from Antonio; what the hell did he want this time.

If I had known you went out to meet with

Noah, I wouldn't be bothered about

you. You could've just told me for fucks

sake. You had me worried something

was going to happen to you. I'm happy

you're in good hands in case something

bad happens.

The message read; does that mean he followed me? Had people spy on me? He's happy I'm in good hands?

"Is everything okay?" Noah asked, he had a worried look on his face.

"What? No! Nothing, I'm good" I smiled at him. Like I said, this night was for Noah and I, any talk or thoughts about Antonio was prohibited, wasn't allowed at all, because that man knew how to make everything about him.