“Hey,” he called softly, his eyes caressing her as she sauntered over. “You look exhausted. After we're done here, do you want to see a movie?”Rina chuckled lightly. “Maybe some other time. I'm just so exhausted that I need to drop into my bed the minute I leave here.”“What about the weekend? You said the girls don't have to come in then since they've worked hard this week. Should we see the movie then? I can book the tickets beforehand, or better still, we can stay back at my house and just catch your favorite series. What do you say?”“Er…”“You don't have to give me an answer now,” he was quick to point out, hearing the impending rejection in her voice. “The weekend is still two days away so you can think about it all you want.”“Joel, the movie sounds nice but…”“I can't take a no from you.” Although, he said it lightly, there was no disputing the fact that he meant it. She didn't want to be rude, but Rina thought there had to be a way out of this. It wasn't because she couldn'
Rina walked back onto the runway with her phone clutched in her palms and her eyes stuck between excitement and anxiety. She sat beside Joel as he rounded up his address with the girls, then appreciated them for their hard work one last time.“We will meet again tomorrow for the last time this week,” she announced to the girls when Joel was done talking. “Rest up. You don’t have to come in early, but I expect us all to be here by 6 pm. Are we fine with that?”“Yes, Powers.”“I understand that this arrangement might be keeping us from a lot of things, and I apologize for that, but the moment we have this fashion show behind us, we can take a week's break to recharge before resuming back at the fashion house. So, let’s give this our best shot for O.S.N fashion house.”The models were fine with that arrangement, ecstatic even. Their debut with the O.S.N fashion house had brought more to them than they could ever have gotten with their infrequent freelance deals and because of that, they
“What are we going to do?” Rina said, with panic in her tone. A smile played on Zayn’s lips as he interestingly watched her close her eyes and take a deep breath. She opened them a second later, set in grim determination. She’d done that thing she always did when she needed to get out a fix, employing her acting skills, which Zayn was greatly relying upon to get them through the next five years of their fake marriage.But it was way too early for her to use it, as far as Zayn was concerned, and he wasn’t going to let her go out of her way to cover up something that honestly, he was getting tired of keeping away from the world.The smile on Zayn’s face grew wider as Joel got closer. He’d already noticed Zayn’s car and was approaching them, probably to confirm if Rina was fine. Zayn counted the seconds, and Rina put her hands on the car lock. He knew she was going to pull it open when Joel came around, offering some explanation she already thought of in her head.But Zayn had a better s
Zayn didn’t go into the cottage like he always did. He leaned over to click off the seatbelt from Rina’s body, feeling her take a sharp deep breath. When he leaned away, her cheeks had turned red, and there was a sudden silence in the air.“You aren’t coming in?” Rina asked quietly when she realized he hadn’t unbuckled his belt too.“No,” he answered, shaking his head. “There’s something I have to do tonight. I’ll call you when I get home.”“Something?” She was being clingy and Rina recognized that fact. But she was unable to help it, and honestly, she wasn’t even trying not to sound or feel clingy. She was just too exhausted from either trying too hard or trying too little.But at the same time, she was certain that it was all going to be over the moment she walked into the cottage. Rina just needed to be out of Zayn’s presence to think straight. There was something about being in his presence that made every other thing melt away. She tended to forget the reason why she needed to pu
Rina stretched out on her bed, yawning noisily as her eyes slowly got accustomed to the light. She stared at the clock by her bedside, her eyes widening as she realized it was noon already. It had been a while since she’d last had her morning to herself. And Rina had to admit that it sure did feel good.Rising slowly from her bed, Rina started her day, taking as much time as she could. She walked gently from her room to the kitchen, brewing a glass of coffee to begin the day. She took it while staring out from her kitchen window, watching the sun tease nature gingerly, the rays highlighting every hidden path in the woods beyond.She was tempted to go for another cup, but Rina knew there was something called a caffeine high. So, instead, she made a quick pan of scrambled eggs and grabbed the bread she had purchased the last time she went grocery shopping, which was only about two days ago.Settling back in the living room, she turned on the TV to see a movie while munching on her break
Rina got to the fashion house exactly ten minutes before 6 pm and headed straight for the runway. The models were there already, much to Rina’s delight, looking well-rested and better than they’d looked the last time. They welcomed her with anticipation on their faces.She searched for Rita amongst the faces, smiling at her when she saw her laughing with another model, her blonde hair catching in the light. It was a great sight to behold, and it made Rina glad she had asked them to return home that day.Dropping her purse in front of the room, Rina gathered them together to remind them of all that Joel had said the previous day, as well as the areas they ought to be looking at improving on. They were going to be walking with the music now, and she expected them all to remember that they were walking in beat with it, and that would affect how long they were meant to wait for the model on the runway before they stepped into it. It needed to be uniform.Joel poked his head in and muttere
But Zayn didn’t come to pick her up. Instead, he sent William early the next morning. He bowed as she sauntered out of the building with a huge smile on her face that immediately flattened out when she realized it wasn’t Zayn.“Good morning, Ma’am,” William greeted, walking around to open the door and helping Rina get in.She waited for him to get behind the wheel before asking. “Why isn’t Zayn picking me up?”“He had to be at the office really early,” William explained. “And he said he wants to have breakfast with you before you go back to the cottage so I’m taking you to a breakfast spot.”Rina nodded, and leaned her head against the headrest, staring at the traffic as it went by. It was barely 6 am, yet the whole world seemed to be awake already, going about their activities, oblivious to the lives of others. Rina thought about oblivion and how much it could make a person insensitive to the feelings of another.It was just like when she was lied against and had all those rumors thr
Rina couldn’t breathe. No. She didn’t want to. It was hard to imagine what it felt like without this moment etched in her memory, clawed so deep that it would be hard to uproot it. She stayed that way, memorizing every bit of the moment, from the smell of his skin to the silent whispers of his clothes as it kissed hers softly.And even when her phone vibrated in her pockets, it didn’t register to Rina. Her eyes remained closed, lost in the feeling of being held, and the notion of being protected. The last few minutes had been unpredictable, and even though it was weird that she found stability here, in Zayn’s arms, she refused to think about it on the spot.Zayn pulled her impossibly closer to himself. Fear had never been an emotion he’d felt before. Even his father used to say there was nothing that scared Zayn Graham, right from his infancy. He’d always taken things head-on, only bothering about the consequences later, when he was done with it.But the minute he’d heard that William