His dry words snapped me out of my daydream instantly.

I left the door open for him and started strolling off but when I noticed no footsteps following me I halt and turned around, perplexed.

"Are you not coming in?"

Was he like some type of vampire, I stared suspiciously.

"Cute underwear you're wearing" He uttered, his eyes staring below.

"..." My eyes subconsciously closed as I felt a surge of embarrassment and awkwardness wash over me.

Fuck...why was I careless...

It felt so embarrassing that he was seeing me in my most cringe underwear that had SpongeBob and Patrick prints on it.

Not even Norah know I have this understand now Mr Wells of all people had to.... ugh.

A moment late he came in and closed the door.

"I smell alcohol " He looked around as he spoke.

Thank goodness he didn't talk more about my SpongeBob pants.

I was already prepared to fight him if he said anything about being childish...but still...

"I'm a die hard fan of SpongeBob SquarePants" I blurted out in explanation, hoping not to get teased about it.

" Same here," he said, which I was taken aback.

It's hard to imagine a man like him had watched SpongeBob SquarePants in his childhood.

"my question is, do you always open door to anyone while wearing just an underwear and crop top?" He asked, indifferently but why did it seem like he was annoyed.

"I forget myself sometimes when I'm home alone" I gave a vague response, smiling awkwardly.

I indeed do forget myself sometimes, and this had happened like twice, luckily it was just Norah who witnessed it.

"You've been drinking" He remarked, noticing the two empty beer bottle on the floor and one that was half full I had placed on the table.

"My second time drinking,"

"Alcohol tasted nice last time and so I gave it another try" I added, plopping down on the couch and reaching out for the beer on the table.

Before my hand could reach it and his hand swooped in and snatched it away.

"What?"

I looked up at Owen, confused.

"I need you fully sober and awake tonight, ok?" He said, calmly as he went to my kitchen.

I watched him pour the remaining content into the sink, afterwards he placed the bottle on the counter and returned to the sitting room.

"Why are you here" I thought to ask.

Moreover I wanted to know how he suddenly located my address and why he decided to appear out of the blue.

"I want you to be my plus one for tonight at an event" He mentioned casually.

I wordlessly stared at him in disbelief.

"I thought I would be seem as a one night fling" I mumbled to which he chuckled.

"What if I told you I couldn't stop thinking about you, your moans still echo in my head if you care to know" He told after a moment of silence.

I looked away, gazing at something random as I tried to control the butterflies brewing in my belly.

I won't lie I felt quite shy in his presence.

"And after the event?" I asked naively.

"I would love to break a bed" He responded subtly, a cunning smirk forming on his lips.

"And after we break a bed?" I questioned, rising to my feet as he approached.

I needed to be sure I had him wrapped around my fingers and reached.

If everything... a relationship with a prominent figure is pretty unpredictable,I don't want to be the one who gets heartbroken first, that would mean I failed the mission.

What if one day when we are finally in the relationship and it's time to break up with him and instead he breaks up with me and worsen my problems.

" would you like to go on a trip with me?" He spoke quietly as his fingers grazed my cheeks while he stared at my lips.

"I don't think I can, I have exams in three weeks " I shook my head, refusing.

Lately I have been taking my studies and final exams more seriously since graduation was approaching and I would really love to graduate with first class even when I'm sure I don't stand chance.

"What about this weekend?" He asked further.

A moment later I nodded in agreement and like that he held head I smooched my forehead.

"Have it" He handed me the three black stylish bags he came with.

I curiously opened each of them to see a black boxes, the first bag contained a the bigger box, the second bag had medium sized box while the last bag had a box was the smallest of the three, the bags were quite heavy.

I noticed bags and the boxes had no brand name or tags, but there was a simple logo on them.

I gazed at him keenly and just as I was about to talk his right index finger hushed me up.

"Go to your room and prepare, we'll be leaving in an hour" He mentioned, a subtle smile settling on his lips.

"So bossy" I rolled my eyes at him, beaming as I stunted off.

Upon reaching my room my phone rang, seeing it was my step sister, Anna I quickly picked up

"Hello"

"Yasmin! mom's been involved in an accident..."

She reported impatiently.

As she paused I heard her sniffle.

Was she sobbing?

"I'm pretty occupied right now, do you need help sorting out the bills?" I asked, empathetically.

Even as my words came out dry my heart was already racing, I hope mom's alright right now, I wish I could go visit her.

It's been a while since I visited my mother and stepsister.

Distance was a factor.

Receiving no response from Anna my heart beat stopped for a moment,

"Anna what's going on?"

"..."

"Anna!!!" I exclaimed in panic

"..."

Hearing more of her sobs I flung the bags I held to the bed and searched around for my bike keys.

"She's been moved to ICU, Yasmi..min.. but-" She finally choked out in between her sobs.

"But what!!!" I roared, impatiently.

"Doctors say she needs to be transferred to another hospital for better treatment" She explained.

"Yaya I've used all my savings to have them commence with the treatment but-"

" How much will it cost to have her safely transferred to another hospital?" I cut in.