It was One Night Only

® It Was One Night Only.

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“Hey,” Nichole said chewing gum so annoyingly.

“I’m here to see Noah,” I say ignoring her annoying existence.

“Noah is in a meeting,” she said making sounds with the gum in her mouth.

“It’s urgent,” I say even though I have nothing in particular to tell Noah. I now have a reason to be here. Nichole is his secretary and it never occurred to him to tell me.

“You can go in,” she said picking a nail file from the desk and filling her nails. I ignored her and went in the door.

When I opened the door I saw Noah sitting there his face deeply buried in the papers before him. He hadn’t noticed me. I closed the door gently and walked to his table. I cleared my throat and he looked at me.

“Hey,” I say nervously.

“What are you doing here?” he asked so rudely it hurt my feelings.

“I came to see you and see if you would love to go out with me for lunch,” I say taking a seat by the table.

“He looked at me and then looked back at his work. “I’m really busy. I don’t think I can have lunch today” he was trying to blow me off.

“Okay then, why didn’t you tell me that Nichole was your secretary?” I ask him and his eyes snap to me.

“I didn’t know that I have to tell you all about me,” he said and I still pretended like he wasn’t already acting like a serious jerk.

“Nichole is your ex. I think I must know what she is doing with my husband” I said stressing the part I said, husband.

“What do you care” he muttered.

“Why is she here?” I asked rudely when it dawned on me that being nice wouldn’t bring me any solutions.

“My other secretary had to go and Nichole said she would fill in till I find another one” he answered me.

“When will you find another one?” I asked and he looked at me but my expression told him I was damn serious and I wanted answers.

“In a few days,” he said. Nichole was supposed to stay for a few days. She had stayed for over a week now.

“Okay, I will head home since my purpose has been defeated,” I say standing up. “Have someone bring you lunch” I say suddenly and his eyes snap to me.

“I will,” he said with confusion evident on his face. I saw it but didn’t bother to clarify because I was pissed.

“Bye,” I said opening the door. As soon as I stepped outside Nichole was standing there.

“I will get him some lunch you don’t need to bother,” she said smirking at me.

“Please get him some lunch that has fiber,” I say giving orders like she was my slave. Her smirk quickly dropped and turned into a sour expression. “And get my husband some soda for energy,” I say and she glares at me when the word husband leaves my mouth. “Bye,” I say leaving her with her mouth hanging open.

I get downstairs and ask Ben to take me home. I think along the way. Why do I keep fighting for Noah? Is it because my mom said I should or is it because of an entirely different reason?

He treated me badly like I wasn’t a human being. Who would like their husband’s ex to live in the same house with them? I bring out my phone and text the lifesavers I have the girls.

I got home and decided to take Cynthia’s advice and be good. Maybe Noah will finally see the butch in her. It doesn’t seem like a very easy explanation but it is the best I can do.

I tell Pat that I will be doing the cool no today and she looks at me weirdly.

“I can cook,” I say.

“It’s my job” she answers.

“And I’m bored of being kept here all day. I have work you know?” I tell her and she smirks. “You can hang around to learn something new,” I say and she just laughs.

“I sure will,” she says and then helps me to prepare the ingredients for Chinese food. The cooking was not all easy because with each step I took Pat reminded me that I was pregnant and I needed to calm down. When I was done and it was close to dinner time I asked Pat to set the table before I went to the room.

I had asked Liliana to move my things back to Noah’s room… Well, our room… I took out a simple maternity dress that made me look fat but it was the most comfortable item ever.

I had a bath not soaking myself in the tempting bathtub. I stood in the shower and washed the day’s stress away. I then came out with a towel wrapped around my chest to see Noah standing there. His shirt and hands are on the belt.

“I’m so sorry,” I say turning around quickly. His chest was well-defined. He wasn’t the gym type but he had to be because of the nature of his job. He didn’t look like a macho man he just looked perfect. Perfect? What the hell was I thinking about him?

I heard a cough and I was well aware now that I was the one to be shy I was barely covered. Because of the baby bump my towel was barely passing my ass and I was facing him like that. I turn to face him.

“I’m sorry,” I say before entering the closet and shutting the door. I calmed my breathing what the hell was wrong with me? Noah meant nothing to me. I’m just here because of you baby. I touch the baby bump.

I dress slowly and I get out to find my hand dryer. I plug it in and sit and blow my hair before packing it in a ponytail. I check myself in the mirror and I see that I have become very fat now. I was gaining weight each day.

I heard the door handle of the bathroom door rattle and I decided to go out before I had to face Noah again. I get downstairs and see that Pat has set the table for the three of us. The food was in the dishes covered.

I have to sit at dinner with Nichole to convince him that I’m not really as bad as he paints me to be. I can do this. “For you baby” I whisper touching the bump.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.