Have you made all your estimates?” she asked brushing the hair strands that flew into her face, a tiny strip of hair lay across her face, coming in contact with her eyes and the bridge of her nose.
The wind in her hair agitated her a bit, had it be known it would be this windy today, she would have gladly tied her hair in a tight bun.
Leonardo could not still comprehend the push that nudged him to gently peel off the hair smeared on her face.
It felt so natural to have physical contact with her, his blood boiled to the highest degree possible with just a touch of her.Her smooth caramelized skin felt so right in his hands, his gaze on her became intent as he slowly removed her hair from her eyes.
Alison stood her ground well too strong if you ask her, she had to if not she would buckle quickly on her legs who were on the verge of giving up on standing.
Her eyes remained locked in his, the attraction was fatal.
Her thoughts were at sea as he came closer to her, for some unknown reason she felt herself drawing to his touch
Peeling off her hair from her face to reveal her green eyes, flushed skin, and pink lips that could not help but part open in surprise at his action.
His thought lingered on the fact of how beautiful and utterly feminine she is under his feel.
Still not able to get over the feeling of her looking this spotless with little makeup. He wondered if looking this beautiful wasn’t a crime. She resembled a goddess or an ethereal princess.
He had no other deserving adjectives to qualify her with.
Their intent staring continued intensely, with her hair finally tucked behind her ears he had the primal urge to caress her cheeks.
But there was bound to be some interruption as the construction manager humming a whistle was heard on time.
Alison was the first to react, she flinched out of his touch so fast she almost stumbled, looking worried she collected herself within moments fewer than a second.
She forgot her question she asked earlier and walked towards the construction manager who was oblivious of the tension that loitered in the air.
She had resolved to stay as far as possible from Leonardo. He is bad news and utterly distracting, she had many other things to worry about. He wasn’t too shy about making physical advances on a lady. He had experience with this kind of thing. She was being sure he acts this charming to every lady he meets, charming them enough to get on his bed.
He was despicable.
What would the construction manager say if she was caught in such a compromising position with him?
A lady without a character, some would even suggest, she landed the contract because she also landed on his bed to get the bidding right.
It disgusted her to the core, she hated to mix business with pleasure.
And with Leonardo, she wasn’t sure of her fate when with him because she can’t help but be angered by his behavior but equally drawn to it as well.
As the moth to the flame or metals to the magnet.
She was sure the moment he finds out that she was a single mom he would drop her like a discarded wrapper into the trash can.
Not that she would let things escalate to that moment. She wasn’t sure of her stand with him.
Friends or formal clients.
She would never be anyone’s plaything again, her ex-husband helped her in making such a decision.
Her first and last priority was Samantha and she had no intention of letting any other person into her priority list.
"Good day," She greeted shaking hands with the construction manager. He gifted her a toothed smile.
"Good day to you too." his rasp voice matched with his physical physique. He was a man that stood a little above her 5 ft 7 frame. He had this hairy skin and a barreled liked chest.
He looked very sturdy and muscular. On his body were normal jeans and a T-shirt with a construction vest on him.
He continued smiling at her and noticed a frowning Leonardo to who he yelled his greetings and then turned his attention back to Alison.
Walking around the environs, he talked freely with her with his hand gesturing or aiding the discussion.
He introduced himself as Johnson Woodman, he was a top construction manager of the construction company Fort and Arch allied with, though it was her first time meeting him.
His outgoing personality was comforting, he explained everything to her.
It was all up to her to start creating the restaurant building plan so construction can start immediately.
"Over here," she gestured to the space around her.
"We should utilize this area" he suggested, she nodded in agreement.
"Oh yes, I already have an idea on how to do so. I also plan on creating a floating restaurant just for a more exquisite effect. It will bring the customers pouring in due to the romantic design"
"Great idea, but it would need a bit of sand filling in this area. The land here is quite damp." he knelt clutching on the sand he gave some to Alison.
She nodded in agreement, they continued their work.
Leonardo stood in silence watching idly, his phone in his hands as he scrolled through his emails, but his mind wasn't there one bit.
His mind rolled in jealousy waves as she talked to the construction manager so freely but would not even spare him a glance.
He read another important email reminding him of another one of his important duties just to get distracted by his thoughts of her.
He was still hurt at the way she flinched away from him like he was some plague. He could bet hundred dollar bill he saw fear in her eyes.
He could never hurt her, he wished he told her that.
His hand dug into his pocket and he placed his phone in his pockets.
He followed their voices and was engrossed at the fact that Alison knows her job so well.
She discussed knowledgeably the construction manager.
A part of him held her in pure admiration, he walked closer to them they were oblivious of his presence behind them since he was at a distance.
He listened to their talk and watched as she jotted down eagerly. She tucked her hair occasionally, the wind has not ceased a bit.
She walked further down the river and squatted gesturing to John the area where the floating restaurant would occupy.
He listened to her eager explanation of the pictures her mind created, the description was so vivid it took shape in his mind.
"So have you made your estimates?" she asked
"Yes, the cost estimates are quite high but we would make a few adjustments after you hand over the building plan. Following our discussion, it is going to cost a lot more. Why not settle for something lesser and more feasible?"
"Money is not the problem, Mr. Johnson. Make your estimate and I would give you the amount you need. The plan is very much feasible if you ask me." Alison and John steered their head in Leonardo's direction.
“Samantha!”Alison growled in annoyance as she scribbled on her draft.Samantha noticing her mother’s glare gave her her signature cheeky smile, her eyes dancing in pure mischief.“Baby! What have you done?” Alison came forward to her work desk surveying the degree of the mess. She gave Sam her toughest glare but the little girl’s expression was indifferent.She noticed the tug at her gown looking down Samantha looked at her Mom in a needy manner.“Mom, Sam is hungry,” she said rubbing her tummy.Her anger reduced a whole lot as she could not punish Sam for ruining her work. Samantha was not aware she ruined mommy’s work.“Come.” She ordered softly and Samantha followed. Entering the kitchen she collected the bread slices and rubbed a generous amount of peanut butter on them.Pouring Sam’s favorite apple juice in her juice cup, she placed her on her desk and was about to feed her.“Stop Mommy, Sam would feed herself.” She said proudly.“Don’t make a mess Okay?” Alison said and went to
It was an honour for Fort Arch And Designs, to receive a client such as Mr Wilson.He was well known and was a ticket for bringing more affluent clients if he gives a good recommendation. That is why Alison was given the job to take care of his demands and expectations. She was the best architect the company has and this was her first global client. She has to make sure all comes out well for her reputation and the company's reputation.She sank further into the tube and relished the hot steam penetrating her skin it relieved her pour sore muscles from sitting so long on the plane.After a good fifteen minutes, she had to get out of the shower even though she doesn't want to, knowing she might be late if she did not prepare on time.She dried herself up with a towel and picked out her professional wear, splaying it on the bed to avoid rumpling.She then layered the cream on her skin and hurriedly combed the long mane of her brunette hair.Applying a little mascara to bring out the lig
Opposite Alison was the man she bumped into yesterday. He requested to sit at the vacant seat opposite her and she allowed him.He wore a simple T-shirt and light jean trousers. His hair hung low and seemed heavy, it looked damped but towel dried.He looked dashing nonetheless with the light enhancing his grey irises.Now she thought about it she was reconsidering her decision to let him sit here.For one, it was oddly quiet and the tension was very much thick. She wanted a quiet and relaxing dinner, not this.Secondly, she was afraid to look at him he might think she was swooned by his beauty like the waitress writing her number on the napkin she handed to him.She stared at the food in front of her, and for some unknown reason, her appetite went out the window.Her spoon roamed the plates thoughtfully."That is getting cold" His voice broke through her.Startled a bit, she sat upright and gave him a quick awkward smile.She ate her food slowly, "Tell me do I make you uncomfortable?"
The silence in the room did unnerve her but Alison held her ground to the finish. Glancing at the expressionless faces of Ms Rebecca and Leonardo, she could not comprehend their thoughts about the presentation she just carried out. The presentation was simply the overall idea she came up with of how the new diner should look like. Earlier she asked Mr Adriano to give his suggestions or his thoughts about how his new diner project should look like but he declined. He said he was eager to see what she came up with. Ms Rebecca, therefore, pushed her forward to carry out a little presentation to summarize the ideas for the restaurant. Yesterday she went to the site and instantaneously fell in love with the scene and the calm environment. Ideas kept throwing themselves at her. Looking at the land environment, she could feel the need for the diner to have a simple but elegant structure extending a bit into the river. Envisioning the outlook, the dining area should be outdoors to view
His breath hitched as he stared into her eyes, even if he tries he wasn't sure he could look away. Taking a sniff, he loves the way she smells like fresh spring flowers. Her presence carried vibrance and left him exhilarated. "And drop the formal tone. Just call me by my name." He said coolly. "This is business. We are bound to be formal and I don't appreciate the proximity, Mr. Leonardo." Her heart was beating faster than normal. "Leonardo not Mr. Leonardo. I promise you that I won't leave you easily if you call me Mr. title. You are still my friend for a day so drop all formalities." She kept quiet and she stepped backward she saw his smirk and smacked herself in her head seven times. Now he thinks she was affected by him, "You should blush more. It suits you," He admitted causing her to be thoroughly flushed. Leaving, they walked to the door Alison saw her driver and went to meet him. "Mr. you can take the car by to the hotel. I don't need your services now." "Also, go for
Alison had Leonardo tailing her as she surveyed the area. Her notepad settling on her arm she walked around the whole land area, her legs ached endlessly. "The land measurements?" Stopping in her steps, Leonardo almost bumped into her. "Two acres" he replied casually. "No wonder my legs ache so much." She forcefully jerked her legs to and fro to get back the feeling. "You have been here before, so why are you complaining?" He said walking to her side, he stood beside her awaiting her response. She turned slowly towards him, "I've been here before doesn't mean I necessarily walked around and surveyed the land." He sensed a bit of assertiveness in her voice. Turning her attention to her notepad, she jotted down eagerly taking a glance again at the surroundings, and jotted more. He felt utterly useless at that moment. So much for having a private time with her, he stood in a place as she walked forward taking in more notes. She went towards the Riverside and observed, her gears
"Tying your hair into a bun won't stop me." he said matter-of-factly. "Yes I agree but I can. Stop teasing me Mr. Adriano, I have no time for such silly games, I kept myself reserved earlier because Mr. Johnson appeared. I would have given you an earful," She retorted crossing her elbow. He loved how fiery she can be. "What if he caught us if such compromising position? What would people say? And given that you are famous or popular. So I have heard, to what degree I am not aware of. I would not want to be entangled in your complicated life with my name tainted with tabloids gossips" Her voice came out very worried. She had all to lose but he had nothing. He came closer despite all her ranting, "Don't worry about proximity Alison. I won't cross my boundary until I make you mine completely." he thought to himself staring at her in an indecipherable way. She moved her body backward until it was at the end of the bank close to water. Mr. Johnson stood from afar making a phone call,
Why were they having this conversation?Food was the one thing she doesn't have an intensive knowledge of. Any food quiz she is bound to fail.Most of the food at home was prepared by Gran Karen other times, she mostly took takeouts and prepared the only thing she was good at for Sam.Either making a salad or sandwich would do until Gran Karen brought the food she home-cooked. Samantha loved Gran Karen food and besides, she doesn't have time to cook.The last time she stood by the stove, things got burnt and wasted.Wait, he called her Aly, she almost missed that."Hmm, I don't know why I don't believe you." She raised her eyebrows at that statement and snorted. She was grateful he suspects her, that way he would drop the topic."Tell me, Aly, what is your favorite food?""I love all food... And quit calling me Aly," She sighed sipping her glass of water."What do you take regularly?" He furthered and she felt agitated, she wasn't here for a question and answer session.Just answer hi