“That's wonderful to know. You look too good.”“And you? You look awesome?” He looked at me, his gaze stopping on my stomach. The emerald silk gown I wore was enormous, which was how it could conceal my baby bump. Should one not look closely, they might think I have a big belly. “How have you been these past few months? Have you sorted things at home?”“Mmm. I have. My father died, which was why I left. We conducted the funeral a few months ago. It's all good now.” I smiled at him, still awed by how much he changed. It had only been a few months since we last saw each other, but he had changed so much, I wouldn't have recognized him had it not been for his hair.John was the most handsome man in our university, which was why I doubted his intentions when he approached me. I thought he came for something else, not knowing he was genuine. Just like me, he came to the city from another country and was unfamiliar with the campus. We hit off pretty quickly and soon became best friends. Hi
They had me return home, to have a bath and change out of my clothes, claiming they wouldn't last minutes with me without vomiting. To show how much they meant those words, they had me drive home in my car while they followed behind with theirs. It was odd since they hadn't done something like that before. My mates who were always scrambling to sit next to me were keeping as much distance as they could from me, telling me they wouldn't survive more than a few minutes because of my smell. After I had my bath and got dressed in a fresh pair of clothes, Mike drove us to the new restaurant. They didn't mention the friend I met or the strange smell, which was unusual. With the way they always behaved with me, I thought they would be all over me, trying to know who the man I met was and why I hugged him instead of shaking him. We had dinner, with my mates feeding me most of the time, and eating from my plates. We conversed like normal, and they drove me home after that. None of them said
Even though we didn't conclude why they slept during dinner, we were convinced something out of the ordinary happened. I believed their words, not because of how genuine they sounded, but how puzzled they looked as they explained how their day went and how they felt sleepy after having a late lunch. They begged me not to let their alphas know, promising to be alert throughout the day. After speaking with them, I left for the office. My employees greeted me as I walked past, smiling. It was no secret my workers loved me. I could tell from how smiley they were each time they saw me. Janet met me by the door of my office, and so we kicked off for the day, discussing things that needed to be implemented in the office. I had done almost all my work and had sufficient spare time to discuss with her while having another breakfast.Though I wasn't as ravenous as I was during the first trimester, I still ate enough to last me a lifetime. Most of the time, Janet would refuse to give me any fo
John picked me up as he promised. He called me the moment he got to my office, claiming he was too tired to walk up the short flight of stairs that led to my office. This wasn't the first time though. My so-called best friend was the laziest man I ever met. “You arrived faster than I expected,” I said as I got into the car, smiling at him. “So, where are you taking me to?” I lifted an eyebrow. “You will see that. It took me some time to plan this.” He started the car and drove away from my car park. "I did my research well, knowing how picky you are." The moment we were out on the road, I spotted the familiar red car tailing us. John must have noticed them since he kept staring at the side mirror. “Do you know them?” He asked after a short while, still looking at the men in the mirror. “Yeah.”"Are they your workers? Or admirers?" He wriggled his brows. Sighing, I leaned on the car seat. “You can say they are my bodyguards. My boyfriend… S thought someone might mug me on my way
Though he didn't seem convinced by words, he didn't ask questions regarding them. Instead, he smiled and walked in. I looked back at the red car before I rushed in with him, smiling at the server by the door.Lunch was uneventful. We ordered and ate, while discussing our lives back in our college days, when we did everything together like the twins most people assumed we were. I felt emotional as I thought back to those days, and he felt I was acting like a baby. To him, the emotion was a bit on the top side. I didn't blame him though. This was how he always acted. “Let's do this again,” he said, taking my hand in his as he led me out of the place. “I know you are busy, and so am I, but we can always make time for each other, just like in our college days.”“Yeah. I think so, too. You can always visit me at work. Just tell anyone you meet you are here for me, and they will bring you to my office, okay? It's as simple as that.”“Because you are the boss?” He lifted an eyebrow, smilin
MITCH“Am I the only one still thinking about Summer's scent yesterday?” I lifted an eyebrow at my brothers, who were working hard on the desktops.“I'm still pondering about that,” Miles looked up, his reply instantaneous. “I said nothing at first because I thought you guys would think I'm crazy for talking about it.” “Same.” Mike glanced up from his system. “I'm still disturbed. Somehow, the scent is familiar. Like we have met someone with such an odd smell. It's strange, though. That's not the human odour we are used to.”“What if he's not a human?” I blurted out, looking up at them. “Have you thought about that?” “Yep.” Miles nodded, while Mike looked like it was the first time something like that had passed through his mind. “That was my thought when I perceived it.” I sat up, still looking at them. “What do you say we do?” “What else? We will just watch things out. Since our baby girl said she knows who he is, and went to college together, I doubt there's anything wrong
SUMMERMy mates were true to their promises. They didn't ask more about John, though I expected to hear them inquire about it. It felt odd that they acted like whatever I did wasn't their concern. I tried to ask them about it but thought more about the question. It would seem like I got a friend just so I could see them get angry and possessive of me, which wasn't my plan at all. The only thing they asked when I returned after the lunch meeting I had with John was why I smelled odd. They were still hell-bent on their beliefs that there was something wrong with John's smell. I told them it must be his perfume, and they demanded to know if I hugged him. When I replied in the negative, they pointed out that his scent wasn't about his perfume, but his natural smell, telling me there was something wrong with my friend. But that was all. They didn't inquire more about him, opting to let me do whatever I pleased, as long as I was safe. Yeah, those were their words. They didn't care how ma
It was two weeks after meeting John that I noticed something odd about him. It wasn't obvious at first, and I seemed to have overlooked it when we were in college. Or you could say he started it new. He said something about feeling too lazy to climb the stairs during our first lunch together after the reunion, right?It turned out he needed my permission before he could enter both my office and car, something that didn't sit well with me. The first time I asked him to meet me at the office, but he asked something odd. “Should I come in?” That was his question when I called to tell him I was busy and would like to have lunch with him in my office. Playfully, “I told him yes, of course.” And that was why he met me upstairs. From that time, he didn't ask for permission and always came up on his way back to work. I had forgotten that incident until the day he came in a cab. I offered to drive to the restaurant he chose. Instead of entering the car like a normal person would, he asked