Chapter Nineteen

Helena's POV

  I came down from one of Keith's cars and thanked the driver before he zoomed off, then smiled when I saw my own car driving into the parking lot.

  Keith had sent his driver to bring the car home since it was a Monday morning and I would need my car.

  As soon as I entered our apartment, I heard Maria half screaming. “Helena Montoya, you are such a slut and a magnet. You really got that guy.”

  I laughed at her dramatic expressions because she was trying not to shout so that she would not wake Nathan up and at the same time she wanted to be her dramatic shouty self.

  “Maria, I don't have time for this drama. I just need a bed.”

  “You didn't sleep last night?” She asked with a raised brow and I turned red.

  “Oouuu, look at you looking all tomatoes-like. Keep the details to yourself though because it sure was a lot of gymnastics if you need a bed.”

  My phone beeped at that moment and I smiled when I saw a message from Keith asking if I had settled in alright.

  “Awnnn, look at you blushing all over the place because of this guy. He may finally change you from your philandering ways.”

  I tsked and looked at her. “Girl, what are you talking about?”

  “Well, what if he says that he wants something serious? A commitment?”

  “Then he can kiss my gorgeous curvy ass goodbye. I don't run that type of deal.”

  Maria shook her head. “Run all you want, but whatever you are running from will soon catch up with you. You can sleep for two hours then I will wake you up and make you coffee.”

  I kissed her cheek then raced to my room, all the while thinking about what she said.

  I wasn't really running away from anything. Okay, maybe I was but the only thing I was running away from was ending up like my mother- six feet under, why? Because she gave her heart to a man who was not only careless with it but mistreated her.

  They both died a tragic death when my mother caught him for the third time pants down with another woman.

  She pleaded with him at first but he became violent and then she had no other option than to use the knife on him and also on herself, not even caring about me.

  It was painful. It was nasty and tragic but also annoying as hell and from that day I vowed that I would be so independent that I could afford my bills easily and not depend on some man, so I worked hard and hard until I finally started getting recognition for my hard work.

  Working hard for my money was one but when it came to men and relationships, I was the most unserious.

  I only allowed casual flings because I swore to myself that I would never give my heart to any man just as my mother did, and she became my father's least favorite property to do with as he seemed pleased.

  Immediately my head touched my pillow I slept off and woke up later then headed to my office to see a large bouquet of roses waiting on my desk.

  I smiled and checked the card attached to it to see that it was Keith who had sent the flowers and I smiled. I pulled out my phone and texted that I loved the flowers then thanked him.

  He called immediately and he received my text. “I am glad you liked the flowers. I didn't know your preference so I got the traditional red roses. I hope to get to know you better so next time I will do it right.”

  I laughed as warning triggers sounded in my head and replied. “Red roses are fine, thank you.”

  “That's great. I'd like to see you again, Helena.” He confessed breathlessly.

  “I'd like to see you again too. I just couldn't get enough of you last night.”

  He laughed and stated, “I'll have to get used to how expressive you are. You know what you want, say it and go for it.”

  “Well, that's me.” I replied in a singsong voice.

  “I have a long day and I guess you do too. I am travelling for a business trip tomorrow. Can I come see you when I return?”

  “ When will you return?”

  “Weekend.”

  “Ask me again when you return.” We talked for a while then said our goodbyes and settled in for work.

  He travelled for work the next day but we easily settled into the habit of chatting with each other when we had the time.

  I got home from work one evening to see Maria and Nathan cozying up on the sofa watching videos of Nathan when he was a baby.

  “Aunty Lena's back.” He jumped down from the chair and raced to hug me when he saw me.

  I carried him up and kissed his forehead then tickled him until we both fell on the chair.

  “I got something nice for you, buddy but go with Emily and have your bath then come back here briefly before momma tucks you in for the night, alright love?”

  He squealed and rushed to the bathroom in front of Emily.

  “How was work? You looked tired.” Maria observed.

  “Yes, I am. The savage case is taking longer than expected but we will wrap up tomorrow so I get home way earlier than everyone. Speaking of home, Keith got back from his trip today and asked if he could visit me tomorrow. I just thought to let you know.”

  “Well, that's okay. The house is large enough that Nathan wouldn't know that a visitor is here except he comes to the living room. If you will do anything rated x please go to your room and lock the door.”

  I laughed and waited for excited Nathan to come back before I gave him the dinosaur toy I bought for him.

  He was so excited because he loved animals.

  Later on, I went to my room and worked on the Savage case until I slept, woke up the next morning, headed to work and finished up with the case and came back home.

  I slept for a while before Keith came around and chided myself for how much I liked the way he pulled me into his arms and held me there when he entered our home.

  I stayed in his arms for a while and decided that it was too emotional so I decided to turn it to something physical.

  Standing on my tippy toes, I reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss and soon we were heading to my bedroom while kissing.

  We had sex twice and stayed in bed for a while.

  “I am hungry.” I stated and sat up, looking for an excuse to leave the bed.

  He smiled at me then asked. “Why do I get the feeling that you are running away from me and have no intention to share more than your body?”

  “Because I won't share more than that.”

  “Why?” He asked with furrowed brows.

  “Because I only do casual flings, no strings attached.”

  “But I want strings attached, commitment, a serious relationship.”

  I stood up, grabbed his clothes and threw them at him. “You should leave.”