He Saved Me

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last night?" Betty asked wi

eally,

my eyes. "They are prominent

o. Than

udy last night. When I told him I was going to marry him, he didn't believe it at first. He thought I was just pulling his

ng to. Which was crazy from my per

at my closing hours for us to pe

e contract, ran through my head t

xpect me to perform

ould

the same rusty bench I was in whi

en I saw a black Audi driving towards

ards me. I craned my neck to look at him. It was the same young man who h

to take you to where Mr Berlette is

I blurted, unsu

nd him to the car. He opened the back

, settling my belongings o

oned himself in the driver's s

me, where ex

ing at Cavi

tha

lue of what to meet and I wasn't sure of what I felt about i

in front of a luxury buildi

ed against each

aurant is in the hotel," he adde

ard Berlette waiting, leaning up against the wall, looking l

red in the direction of the blac

ly and left immediately,

was on a conference call with the prospective busi

ine," I

form of ill feeling whatsoever. Perhaps the nerve-wracking thoughts I had about

gri

ade my way down the corridor, my legs wobbly, my stomach doing som

side hotel corridor to the e

say som

tting ahead of

ave to wal

m my trance."How did you and A

stood up for me and, you

up fo

happened to witness one of his confrontations

replied

s he t

couple making out. They looked like the hotel housekeepers judging from their uniforms. Petrified and sheepi

my head down. I peeked up at Richard through my lashes, a faint smile played on the

, Richard took my hand in his. Currents ran thro

ette is hold

a

hard holdi

to him with uncertainty. I have always known Richard to be a priv

ination did you see yourself en

knew nothing of and I definitely didn't know Richard that much to judge him for ho

ng evening breeze enveloped me. The aroma of exp

I was wearing if there wasn't only a table and t

mind was telling me, there

review like some sort of romantic dinner for two. W

reeted us. "Good evening Mr Berlette,

o sit. Richard pulled out a chair for me, making s

uillabaisse Imperiale which will be served with croutons and sauce as the main meal, a

im. He was indeed handsome, I could never bring myself to dispute that. The strong jawline, that

it in dye. The little v

Abigail have no sort of resemblance. I must have pointed it out before to myself be

orest green. The auburn hair that cascaded down to Abigail

t overly observant. Her mother's genetics must have wo

k, I wanted to make sure you would be fine with all the nitty-gritt

e items in my hand warily not having an idea what I was to do with t

ld I do wi

you want in retur

pression carefully guarded. I wonder

want from

thinking of what

, he didn't need to know. And asking for love from a cont

ent on. "Are you

our requirements." He said,

he empty sheet of paper I was holding. I p

ourage in the process. I inked down the second closest thing I

ought another pen from the breast pocke

one firm. "There is one

ightening my back in an a

gail to know abou

ead to the si

led about what he just said. "Abiga

sn't. It would co

im for a mome

friend, it's another telling her the marriage is contractu

ad slowly. "I

age would lead to questions, and a

estion of "

magination of how I would react if I found out that my dad was getting to my best friend,

t do we tell her then? We don't exactly have a s

have a

d, demanding an

but I don't think you reme

een Richard whenever I was with Abigail and that was before he broke the streak when he came to see me at the coff

s before you