“You’re spending the weekend with me, Tinkerbell,” Zac mumbled out, staring intensely at his priceless treasure as he slowly removed the tendrils of Ava's silky hair that clung damply to her forehead.
Ava nodded eagerly as though she had been expecting him to say that for a long time.
They were both lying stark-naked on their sides on the bed.
They just had a steaming and passionate lovemaking that Ava wished for them not to ever reach their orgasm.
She never imagined such pleasure existed. It was their second time having sex and the desire she received this time was more gratifying than the first.
Gradually, Zac reached out his hand to grasp her; compelling her to rest her head on his vast chest and then he proceeded to cover themselves with the comforter.
Ava wrapped her tiny hand around his slim body, shutting her eyes and loving the wisp of his cologne that tingled her nostril.
Right then, an image of Reid flashed through her head and she immediately opened her eyes and thought that this was the best moment to ask him about it.
“Who is that man that appeared in your penthouse the other day? Is he related to you?” she asked, trying not to sound so desperate to get an answer.
Zac didn’t react immediately and just when Ava was beginning to think that perhaps he has dozed off, he felt his hot hand on her bareback, coming up to her neck.
This caused her to shiver all over as if a torrent of
electricity had pierced through her skin and spread to her legs and arms.
“That was Reid. He’s my best friend,” Zac answered instinctively while the same hand went to stroke a wisp of Ava’s hair and pinned them behind her ear.
“He’s been my only friend since I was eighteen. You know then, he worked for my father and after my father’s death, he became my personal man,” as he spoke, he stroked all the way along the outline of her ear and stopped at the earlobe, fondling it bit by bit.
Unknown to him, his doings had made Ava become so hot that she couldn’t find a word to reply for a long while.
“I’m so sorry about your father,” she managed to tumble out, her whole body aching terribly to be touched sinfully by him.
Right now, she didn’t want him to say another word, she had gotten her response about Reid and that was enough for tonight.
Actually, she should at least try to know what causes his father’s death.
And not only that, she had wanted to ask him where his mother was living currently and why he was given the name Jamal by her mom.
So many questions she had harbored for a moment like this but unfortunately, her body wanted more of this man right now. Therefore, those questions and answers can wait.
Meanwhile, as Ava was busy with her own thoughts and how to ask for more of him, Zac too was preoccupied with his dreadful past… Many many years ago.
That night, the atrocious night he had shot his own father to death. Recalling this, he blinked his eyes to block away his thought and then exhaled a long breath.
He hated the feeling that always snuck into his heart each time he remembered how he had killed his father, the feeling inclined to always make him regretful but he could not. He would shake his head in the end and then in his heart that his father got what he deserved.
Just then, he felt Ava’s tiny hand heading his shaft and then surrounded his manhood and at, the same time, she dipped her head and took one of his nipples into her mouth.
A flirty smile stretched across Zac’s lips as he buckled Ava’s waist and made a flip. He was now crouching above her, looking at her with amused eyes.
“You can only do this with me, sweetheart,” he said, tone soft with emotions as his eyes raked over her face with such tenderness.
A mischievous smile came upon Ava’s lips as she threw her hands around his neck holding him close to her, “I don’t want to do this with any other man either. Just you alone, Jamal,” finishing her words, she apprehended Zac’s lips in hers and they both fed on each other’s lips hungrily.
The following morning, Ava dismounted the wooden staircases one after the door.
She was already dressed up in whole new complete outfits. A yellow ruffle sleeveless crop top with white elegant wide-leg pants, together with a pair of mustard yellow sneakers.
Her hair was done in a high ponytail, accentuating her palm-sized face. She looked so beautiful and as she glided near the dude standing in the living room, the guy forced his legs to move back, staring at her in a daze.
“Come on, Nick. It’s me Ava and I’m not a ghost,” Ava reprimanded softly after she had swatted his arm.
“I hope you wouldn’t mind if I say this,” Nick uttered, still watching Ava’s face as though he was in trance.
Ava smiled and nodded.
“You’re so beautiful, Ava. And assuming my boss isn’t in the picture, I would have asked for your hand in marriage right away,” Nick said his mind, earning another playful smack on the same arm from Ava.
“Thanks, Nick. Why are you here anyway? And why haven’t I seen Zac around?” she asked, eyes serious now.
She had woken up to an empty bed with no traces of Zac. Well, except for his never-ending cologne that filled the whole bed, pillows, and herself.
Getting off the bed, she found some shopping bags that contained everything she was wearing now.
Needless to say, she knew no other person than Zac was capable of this tactic. However, she could by no means comprehend where he could have gone to this early. Moreover, it was weekend.
So there was no way he had left for work, or there was?
“His majesty has an important meeting to attend this morning, your highness. And you’ll understand my presence only when we step outside,” Nick elucidated with a broad wink.
Ava’s eyebrows puckered. An important meeting? It seemed that was the only thing she caught from Nick’s words.
“Come on, princess. Let’s go,” Nick urged and started out, leaving Ava to follow him.
Reaching outside, Ava was taken aback at the number of eye-catching cars that were in line right at the facade of the house.
With eyes and mouth opened wide in disbelief, she moved closer to one of the cars- the red color and then to the blue color right beside the red.
“They are so pretty, Nick. Whose cars are they?” Ava asked, without sparing Nick a look as she continued to touch the red car with pure adoration in her eyes.
“They are all yours, princess,” Nick responded, and Ava felt a loud bang in her head as she swiftly looked over at Nick.
“All these for me? How is that possible?” she asked with broadened eyes and vibrating heart, knowing full well who had done this again.
“It is possible when you have a multibillionaire as a boyfriend,” Nick moved closer to her as he spoke, but Ava could not say anything, her mind had totally gone blank from the shock.
“You’re so lucky, Ava. If I were a lady, I would be praying for your untimely death so I could swap places with you,” Nick joked.
“Nick!” Ava yelled out and the tears in her eyes spilled out hysterically.
Laughing out of his control, “Come on, Ava. I was only messing with you,” Nick pressed, bringing out his handkerchief and giving it to her.
Ava snatched it and cleaned her tears, “I know but these are over five cars, Nick,” she said, turning to peek at the cars again.
“How does he expect me to own all of them? And I don’t even know how to drive,”
“And that’s why I’m here. Tell me, which of them would you like for training? I guess you like this red color, am I right?” Nick had opened and approached the red car as he spoke.
“What training are you talking about?” Ava quizzed, her eyebrows rising.
“Driving. Now get in,” Nick commanded, holding the driver’s side door handle.
Ava stared at him and thought he might have lost his mind.
“I told you I don’t know how to drive, Nick, yet you’re asking me to get behind the wheels,” she nearly shouts with anxiety, knowing that there was no escape route for her. She was going to learn how to ride a car today.
“You need to learn how to drive if you really want to be with Zac,” Nick voiced out, looking serious.
For a long moment, Ava was at a loss for words and she just watched his face.
“That’s why I’m here. I’ll guide you all through and don’t worry, it’s gonna be fun,” Nick wore back his usual smiling face as he slowly made Ava sit down in the driver’s seat. After which he veered around and slipped into the driver’s seat.
‘You need to learn how to drive if you really want to be with Zac,’ these words kept repeating in Ava’s head.
Could there be a hidden meaning behind those words or she was only overthinking? She thought inside her heart.