Night Restaurant

Laura

I quickly dropped down from the washing sink, then went straight to the oven and pulled out the pancake, which had already turned completely black.

"It's completely burnt," I humphed, sighing hard as I look at Caspian.

"It doesn't matter, baby. Come here, let's continue. I'm damn hard," Caspian replied, exhaling with a slow groaning sound.

I pushed my stare away, muttering words from my mouth, "What if the house got burnt in the process?"

Looking up, Caspian grabbed me by the neck, then bent me over, my hands placed in the sink as he began pounded me from the back. “You can't leave me hard this way, we have to finish what we started,” Caspian gruff, with a sneer.

"If the house were to burn to the ground with you, then I will be right beside you," Caspian's warm voice sounded in my ear as the chill ran through my head.

After the whole sex of a thing that occurred in the kitchen, I was hell exhausted. I slept like a drunk who had taken bottles of alcohol. Waking up from the bed, I stood up, my sight still blurry, before a sharp aroma caught up to my nose. Turning my back, I saw Caspian with a dish of food approaching me.

"Dinner's served on bed," Caspian said, grinning as he approaching me.

I picked up the spoon and tasted the food. “Umm, it tastes good,” I said, shrugging my shoulders upwards as I felt the flavor passing through my throat, the taste and everything about it was overwhelming.

What I just tasted was my favorite food, the pasta carbonara. The pasta carbonara is an Italian dish made with eggs, spaghetti, and a few other things which I can't recall. Well, I had tried to learn how to prepare it but always ended up messing everything up.

Caspian was an Italian guy by birth, and he was the one who made the pasta carbonara one of my favorites because I always ask him to prepare it. Apart from being jobless, Caspian had one thing that could fill up the gap, which was being a better chef.

Before I knew it, I was already done with consuming the entire food on the plate. Caspian smiled at me, then, with a soft voice, he said, "Don't ask for more because that's the last one."

"What?" I snapped with a groan gasping hard. Caspian knew that the pasta carbonara was my favorite, and I would ask for more, yet he still decided to make just a little of it.

"I hate you," I said jokingly, to which Caspian scoffed, then faced me and placed a peck on my cheek.

The next day, I was in my office doing my usual duty. When I was done, I picked up my bag and went to sign out. Looking forward, I saw Jessica approaching me.

"Laura, hold on! What's the hurry for?" she said, breathing hard.

"Well, as you can see, I'm done for the day," I replied.

"You are such a boring lady," Jessica said to me, shaking her head with a huff while sighing. "Why don't we spend some time later in the evening? Maybe in a bar or something?" she suggested looking at me.

"I can't guarantee my coming, but I will try and make it up," I replied, walking away.

Looking deep into this, I needed time to take a break, maybe hangout or something. At least spending time with a friend would clear off my stress—of daily routines of going to work, returning home, and starting over the next day. It's such a boring lifestyle, and I think Jessica was right about me.

After signing out, I drove home. Sitting on the sofa while watching my favorite TV show, I poured some soft drinks into my glass cup and sipped on it while watching movies.

I got so tired and everything scene of the movie began getting boring, and thinking of a way to clear off my head, Maybe meeting Jessica was the right choice—at least, let's have fun. And by the way, Caspian wasn't at home; he was out again with his friends.

I picked up my phone and dialed Jessica's number, trying to confirm if she was still going to make it for the meetup she suggested. Because the reply I gave to her previously might have pulled her interest away from it.

The call went through, and there was a reply from the other end.

"Hello, Laura," Jessica spoke into her phone from her end immediately the call went through, as if she was waiting for my call.

"Hi, Jessica. I was wondering if you are still interested in the meetup you suggested earlier? Oh god, I'm damn bored right now," I replied, gripping my phone as I played with my fingers while staring at them.

"Why not? I'm hell interested! If I wasn't interested in the first place, I wouldn't have suggested it. I brought it up so at least we could spend good time together. Apart from seeing each other always at work, I want us to have fun," Jessica replied, her voice sounding desperate.

"Okay, which night restaurant are you suggesting?" I asked.

"Travolta will be the best choice," Jessica responded.

"Okay, let's meet there by eight, okay?" I said before ending the call.

I dropped my phone on the table, my legs crossing each other, as I continued watching the boring movie in front of me.

Some minutes later, I was done dressing up, then headed to the restaurant Jessica had suggested. On reaching the restaurant, I saw Jessica already seated at one of the seats, preserving a space for us. I walked to her and sat down.

"Oh, it's you. I thought you wouldn't make it," Jessica spoke out immediately she saw me with a surprised tone.

"Did you forget I was the one that called you earlier to confirm if you were still interested?" I said with a chuckle, adjusting myself on the seat.

The waiters brought some drinks and food, which we had ordered. While eating, Jessica kept staring at me, and I was curious why.

"Why the stare?" I asked, staring back at her.

"I think you might be in love with the CEO, which I will advise you to get away your feelings from, because that's the most wrong thing to do, if you don't want your life to go sideways. He might have other girls and you having feelings for him will make him just dismiss you from work if you eventually showed it up to him," Jessica advised, sipping on her juice with a straw.

"I wasn't falling for him, dumbass. Shut your mouth off! I'm married, have you forgotten?" I replied, sighing hard, as I looked away with a humph

"This isn't an argument to make about it if you are pushing hard on it. though, what I'm trying to say is that there's nothing wrong with catching feelings. But you have to know who you are actually falling for. If not, you'll get yourself into trouble,” Jessica responded while sipping on her drink through the straw, which made me think about her words but I wasn't falling for him anyways I was just admiring him.