The murmur of the café instantly died down as everyone turned to look at our table, and my eyes widened in mortification before I covered my face with the small napkin that was set in front of me.
“Whoops,” Amy whispered, before taking her seat with a weak smile. The few customers at the café stared for a few moments longer before restarting their conversations.
“Amy!” I exclaimed with a groan.
“I’m sorry, but do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment to happen?!” she asked, before aggressively opening a sugar sachet and pouring it into her coffee mug.
“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do,” I responded flatly, before taking a sip of my own drink.
“Well, I’m just glad you’ve finally gotten some. I must admit, Adrian is a pretty good looking man.” Rita winked from beside me, before picking up her own mug.
“She didn’t only get some. She got some twice!” Amy squealed with a grin.
I glared in an attempt to cover up my flushed cheeks, before throwing a sugar sachet in her direction.
“And then again at night,” Amy added, getting ready to duck as I picked up another sachet.
“Can we change the subject please?” I whined.
“So what are you going to do about David Walter?” Rita asked with a worried frown.
The mention of David Walter instantly darkened my mood, and I glared at the dark brown surface of the table before answering. “Adrian has something planned, but he won’t tell me what it is. All I know for now, is that I have to go to dinner with him next week and act like I usually would, and then it’s going to be settled from there.” I frowned at the sound of Adrian’s plan; it didn’t sound promising, and I didn’t think we were going to get far with it.
Rita nodded in understanding, before taking another sip from her mug. “I hope it all works out. That man is a creep,” she announced with a shudder.
“Tell me about it. Now, back to the sex! How good was he? Who broke first? How did it go down?!” Amy asked frantically, raising her voice again and attracting the attention of the people sitting closest to us.
“Amy, put your voice down!” I repeated desperately while looking around.
It dawned on me just then that I had forgotten to mention the fact that Adrian had confessed his love for me, and that I returned the same gesture. I smiled weakly in her direction, and her bright blue eyes instantly narrowed in suspense.
“You left out something, didn’t you?!” she said in a low voice, glaring daggers.
“It’s not-”
“Don’t even think about telling me it’s not important. Need I remind you of the speech I first recited to you multiple times when you first took this job?” Amy pressed, giving me a menacing look.
“No! No, I’m fine. It’s pretty much drilled into my memory.” I cringed, recalling the ‘breathing is important’ speech from 6 months ago.
“Well?!” Amy urged.
“Oh, right.” I laughed awkwardly. “Well. He and I got into a fight and then he told me that he was in love with me and I was in shock so-”
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Amy screeched, casting a silent blanket over the café once again.
My eyes widened at the attention, before I got up from my seat. “Maybe we should talk about this somewhere else…” I trailed off uncomfortably, looking around.
Rita’s rigid form was the only thing revealing her complete shock over the news, and she stayed quiet throughout the suggestion.
“No, no! I’m sorry!” Amy said quickly. “I won’t say another word until you finish explaining. In detail,” she added with a warning look.
I sighed before sitting back down. “He told me he was in love with me, and then said he knew this was going to happen and disappeared through that glass door I always used to talk about. Do you remember that? I mean, I thought it was going to be like a secret laboratory or something that would show me Adrian’s true alter ego. It turned out to be a small room with a bed, kitchen, bathroom, and a small closet.” I grumbled in disappointment.
“Continue!” Amy stressed.
“Right, so I went after him and told him that I was in love with him as well and that he didn’t trust me even though I trust him. He kissed me after that, and then we… well, you know.” I mumbled, flushing in embarrassment.
“Yes, I do know.” Amy grinned, waggling her eyebrows.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head at her perverted mind before continuing. “We had it twice there. Then, after work, we had dinner and it just happened again. I don’t even remember how.” I frowned as I recalled the memory of last night just as my phone buzzed against the polished wooden table.
Adrian’s name popped up on the screen, and I answered it instantaneously. “Adrian? Is everything okay?”
“Shortcake, we have a problem on our hands,” he announced in a stone cold tone.
My eyes widened. “What is it? What’s happened?” I asked frantically, already beginning to grab my handbag from the side of my chair.
Adrian spoke up just as I slung the bag onto my shoulders. “Here I am, sitting at my desk, signing a new contract for the next hotel being built close to here; then I remember how sexy you are. Now I have a boner staring up at me, waiting for your lovely-”
“Adrian. You seriously cannot be calling me because of that,” I responded flatly, cutting him off.
“This is a serious matter! Plus, you weren’t exactly complaining last night when it was inside-”
I cut him off again. “Don’t! Don’t even finish that sentence. I’ll be back at the office soon,” I mumbled, blushing furiously as my eyes met Amy’s and Rita’s.
Adrian cheered through the speaker of my phone, before he spoke up. “You’re the best girlfriend ever.”
“Don’t think that I’m coming for you!” I snapped as the blush in my cheeks increased.
“You were coming for me last night,” Adrian responded smugly.
I groaned in mortification before shaking my head. “You’re impossible.”
“You love me,” he replied in a singsong voice.
I smiled at this. “I’m starting to re-think my feelings towards you,” I joked.
“You can’t because I love you,” Adrian responded. The small smile on my face grew as the words reached my ears. It still felt weird to hear them coming from Adrian, but the sound of it made my stomach perform summersaults.