Desiree's POV
My phone rings, and it's Enrique. I'm not sure why he's calling me now.
"Hello, Enrique, what's up?" I say when I pick up the phone.
"Hey, where are you? I've been standing outside your house for the past half hour." He uttered with a calm voice.
"Oh, I'm on my way to my house; please wait for me." I remarked this while looking at Alexander, who was busy driving.
"Okay, I am going to wait for you."
"Okay…" I said as I ended the call.
Alexander isn't paying attention to me right now, but I'm glad he's driving me home. I chewed my bottom lip, trying to come up with a way to strike up a conversation with him.
I softly scratch the back of my neck; today was truly a good day; he didn't touch my body, and he didn't use me for his own pleasure; instead, he just painted me and we shared a lunchtime meal in his house; there are no other interesting facts about it except for his real facts about offering me to be his sex reliever and its more different in being his sex slave. He treats me with respect, he is careful with me and what I like about him is that he is a patient man.
The car came to a halt, and I realized we had already arrived at my house. Enrique was standing outside the car when I arrived, and he opened the door for me, so I hugged him as a greeting. "How are you doing?" I exclaimed cheerfully.
He is my childhood friend, and because everyone in my family knows about him, we are now like a close family, despite the fact that we are not blood relatives. He took care of me when my father was in the hospital for months.
"Oh I have been waiting for you, where have you been?" He asked me and leaned his hand into my waist.
"Oh before I forgot, this is my…" I paused for a moment. Yeah, maybe I will address him as my boss. "My Boss." I said with a half smile.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you, I am Enrique, Desiree's friend," He said and shook hands with Alexander. "Great." Alexander just responded with a boring expression.
Then Alexander smiled at me waiting for me to say something. "Uhm..."
"Desiree, I was cooking a nice delicious food, I would be happy if you joined me for dinner in my house." Enrique invited me, I chuckled and nodded my head. "Wow, I love that." Then I glance at Alexander. "Well, thank you for giving me a ride." I said.
"Yeah…I have to go now." He pulled my wrist so that he could kiss my cheek, a kind of kiss that is passionately because I can feel his lips brush my cheek. "See you tomorrow." he said and got into his car, I am paralyzed and still looking at him. Because we are simply neighbors, Enrique tapped my shoulder and led me to his house.
I cast a glance at Alexander, who is frowning at Enrique's hand on my waist.
He drove the car furiously and quickly away, until I was able to breathe normally when he left.
"Thanks Enrique," I said when I arrived at his house, he had already prepared the meal on the table. I felt happy when I saw the candle light at the center.
"Uhm, this looks like a…"
"Yes A dinner date." He said happily and grabbed a chair for me so that I could sit.
"Enrique, you don't have to do this…" I said when I was already seated.
"We will talk about that when we finish eating. So let's eat for now before the food gets cold." He said, I take a fork and smile with him. He is a good guy, but I don't see myself dating someone like him. I don't want to ruin our friendship by simply rejecting him but my mom and dad would be happy to see me with Enrique, they picture that Enrique is the best guy for me.
He wipes his mouth with a table napkin after we've finished eating and clears his throat.
He looks at me with a hopeful expression on his face. I gasped because I didn't want to turn him down, but I also didn't want to say yes. I'm in a difficult position right now.
"We've been friends for over a decade, and I've always had feelings for you. I know it's not the appropriate time to confess to you because you're dealing with a difficult situation with your father, your job, and your life. But I can't wait another year, so here I am, hoping that you'd like to date me."
I'm sobbing right now because of his genuine statement. He is unworthy of someone like me. He is a nice friend and a real gentleman, but a woman like me does not deserve him because I have no affection for him and can only offer him friendship.
"Enrique…" I said with an almost whispered voice.
"We can try; if it doesn't work out, I'll quit pursuing you." He rose up and took my hand to help me stand up. He turned on the music, which was lovely, and I sobbed even harder because I felt sorry for him. He's just a kind guy that I don't want to hurt.
He wiped my tears and I chuckled, "I don't know what to say, Enrique. You are such a good guy and I don't want to break your heart."
He smiled at me, wrapped my arms around his neck, and placed his hand on my hips, and now we're dancing to the sweet music. I smile at him, and he returns the smile.
"Are you saying yes to me at this time? Do you agree to my courtship? I know there are a lot of men after you, but if you let me this time, I want to love and care for you."
I parted my lips, I am thinking about when he said that if it did not work out, he would stop pursuing me.
I just nod my head and say yes. I can see the happiness in his eyes.