Chapter 64 – Beginning with a Daring Encounter

Celsie blinked at him before shaking her head, “No! I was very busy so I didn’t think about you at all,” she lied.

“That’s sad, ’cause I thought about you for most of the night as I worked, wondering if you were thinking or dreaming about me,” Benne said with a small smile.

He was thinking of her? Why? She really hoped he didn’t like her more than he should, “You should be thinking of the lady, not me,” Celsie blurted out before she could stop herself.

“I know, right? I wonder why I was thinking of you too,” Benne said with a sigh as he drove into the parking lot of the company.

“Don’t. Please don’t think about me, let’s focus on the lady, okay?” Celsie said in a pleading tone as she reached for the door.

“Why not?” Benne asked, stopping her before she could leave.

Celsie paused with her hand on the door. She said nothing for a while and just as Benne was about giving him on getting a response, she said, “Because I don’t want you to. No good comes out of it.”

Having said that, Celsie got out of the car before Benne could ask any more questions, and started walking towards the company building. She stopped when she remembered that she still hadn’t told him her decision, and she was also supposed to hand him the keys to her apartment. She turned around and returned to the car where Benne was still seated and watching her.

“Here is the key,” She said as she got to the car, while Benne unlocked the door so he could take the key from her. He looked at her curiously when she remained standing there like she still had something to say.

Celsie took in a deep breath, “You know what?”

“What?”

“Let’s just do it and get it done with. I mean the sex thing,” Celsie said looking directly into his eyes.

Benne chuckled to himself as he thought about his conversation with Celsie earlier. The plumber who was working on Celsie’s broken basin tap handle turned to look at Benne who was leaning by the bathroom door, and watching him as he worked.

It was the fifth time he had heard Benne laugh since he started working, and he couldn’t help but be curious as to what Benne was finding so amusing that made him keep laughing to himself.

Oblivious to the plumber’s eyes on him, Benne kept replaying her words in his head, “The sex thing” he chuckled again. Who talks about sex that way? It was even the confidence with which she had said it that amused him most.

“Let’s just do it and get it done with. I mean the sex thing,” Celsie said looking directly into his eyes.

He had looked at her, trying not to look as surprised as he actually was, “I beg your pardon?” He had asked, wanting to give her time to rethink and rephrase what she had just said.

“Did you really not hear me, or are you just trying to make me repeat myself?” She had asked with a scowl.

“I heard you, but I’m not sure I understand what you mean. You mean you want me to have sex with you?” Benne asked with a slightly raised brow. That was when the blush he had been waiting for crept on her face, and she flushed a bright shade of red.

Celsie’s mouth went dry. How did he always manage to leave her speechless? She had come to him wanting to be blunt, but one word from him, and she was left tongue-tied, “I… I mean… I…”

He was sure that if he hadn’t already liked her before then, at that moment he liked her even more, seeing how flustered she looked. How could one person be so beautiful, innocent, and naive? Benne wondered and bent his head to one side as he looked at her with a blank expression while waiting for her to answer his question.

He had asked her to have sex with him, not the other way round, so why was he trying to embarrass her? Celsie squared her shoulder and raised her chin stubbornly. She wasn’t going to let him bully her, “I don’t want you to have sex with you. You said you… you said you wanted to be… You asked me to…” Celsie paused when she couldn’t find the right words to express herself, “You know what? Let’s just forget it,” Celsie said and quickly turned around to leave.

“How can I forget something like that?” Benne called out as he quickly got out of the car and hurried to catch up with her while she kept walking very fast, “When do you want us to do it? I mean the sex thing?” He asked, but she kept walking without saying anything.

He didn’t relent either as he got into the elevator with her. Thankfully not many people were around at that time since Celsie always got to the office earlier than most, even when she was late like she was today.

Once the elevator door closed, giving them the privacy they needed, Benne pulled her to himself and descended on her lips before she could stop him.

Celsie’s breath caught in her throat, and her heart fluttered as she felt his arms around her waist, while he kissed her very softly. He pulled away before she could respond in any way, “Let’s talk about the sex thing later. I just wanted to make it clear that I heard you, and I understood what you said,” Benne said as he stepped away from her.

Celsie didn’t say anything. She couldn’t. What was she supposed to say? She just stared ahead of her at nothing in particular, and once the door opened, she got out of the elevator and hurried away from him.

“I’m done,” The plumber announced, bringing Benne’s attention back to the present.

“What are the items you got?” Benne asked, going over to stand by the basin so he could see what had been done. He listened as the plumber gave him a breakdown of all he had bought and what he did, “Okay. Thank you,” Benne said with a polite smile as he took out his wallet and handed him more dollar notes than he had charged.

“Thank you, sir,” The man said happily as he gathered his items and left the house.

Benne’s eyes moved around her bathroom and he grinned when he noticed her choice of undies that were hanging behind her towel on the towel rail. He was certain she had failed to hide them away because she had thought she would be home when he comes over to fix her broken tap. Too bad he hadn’t seen it earlier, else he would have kept it away so that the plumber wouldn’t see it. Although he doubted the plumber had looked in that direction. Well, he was the plumber as far as she was concerned, and he was going to make it clear to her that he had seen her undies.

For someone as naive and uptight as she was, he was surprised that she had a pretty sexy taste in undies. Or maybe he shouldn’t be so surprised, seeing as she had been wearing a thong the first time he met her. She intrigued him. The more he got to know her, the more he wanted to know her.

“Celestia Miller,” Benne called her name out loud as though she was standing in the bathroom with him. He took out his phone and texted her.

Meanwhile, in Celsie’s office, Celsie buried her face in her palm as she tried to get Benne and his kiss out of her head. Each time she tried to focus on the job in front of her she saw him pull her in for a kiss, and it made her heart flutter.

Wasn’t he a bit too bold for a driver? What made him believe he could her and touch her whenever and however he liked? And why did she have to be so tongue-tied around him? Why did her body have to respond to his slightest touch and kisses? Perhaps it was because he was the first person to interact with her body so intimately? That had to be it.

She picked up her phone when it beeped with a message notification, and quickly opened it, thinking the text was from the CEO. She gasped in surprise, and her face flushed a bright red when she read the text which contained just two words, “Lovely Undies.”

She quickly threw her phone in her handbag and glanced at the door guiltily when she heard a knock. She was going to think about Benne and a suitable response for him later, for now, she needed to focus on work, Celsie told herself as she took in a deep breath to calm herself.

“Come in,” Celsie called out when she felt she was calm enough.

Anita walked in with a bright smile on her face, “Good morning,” Anita greeted cheerfully. She was dressed in a short gray colored pencil skirt and a yellow shirt.

“Good morning,” Celsie responded with an equally bright smile, even though she was wondering what Anita was doing in her office. So far she knew the CEO didn’t have any appointments and neither did he have any plans of meeting anyone other than Mr. Harry, so why was Anita here during work hours?

“You’re not too busy, are you? I was around the company so I decided to stop by and say hello to you,” Anita said, even though her eyes were looking everywhere else but at Celsie.

“Oh! That is nice of you,” Celsie said with an awkward smile. When she had approached Anita to be friends with her, she hadn’t meant the sort of friends that dropped in unannounced like this during work hours.

“Is the CEO in?” Anita asked cocking her head in the direction of the CEO’s office as she dropped her handbag on the desk, and comfortably lowered herself on the lone seat opposite Celsie.

The CEO? Was that why she was here? Celsie wondered as she looked at Anita, “I’m not sure he is in. I’m yet to see him today,” Celsie said with a polite smile as she tried to figure out what was going on in Anita’s head.

“Oh! I guess you don’t see him often,” Anita said with a slightly disappointed smile. She planned to visit Celsie’s office as often as she could until she runs into the CEO coincidentally.

“So, what will you be doing this weekend?” Anita asked, thinking that she needed to get closer to Celsie to comfortably ask her questions about the CEO.

Anita’s question reminded Celsie that it was Friday already, and she was going to have the whole weekend to herself to think and worry about Benne… Which was something she wasn’t looking forward to, “I’m not sure yet.”

“How about we hang out tomorrow? That way we can get to know ourselves better?” Anita asked with a sweet smile.

Celsie considered her for a moment, thinking that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to hang out with Anita. That way not only would she be busy over the weekend and get Benne out of her head, but she would also be able to help Benne observe Anita and find out more about her and how he can win her heart, “I don’t think it’s a bad idea,” Celsie said with a friendly smile and tried not to glance at her phone when it beeped again.

“Lovely! So where are we meeting? My place or yours?” Anita asked eagerly.

Would it be a good idea to invite Anita over to her house? She wasn’t sure she wanted Anita to know that Benne was her neighbor yet, and she didn’t want Benne to know about her plan either. She decided that for the best interest of them all, it would be best to meet at Anita’s house.

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