It been a week since Layla been back to work. She had not heard nor seen Derrick. Naturally, Layla went on with her life as if he never exsisted. Her exterior this is what showed but, interior were in shambles!!! Not seeing him made her days darker she kept reliving that day over and over. She missed his stands, voice, scent, weird charm, and strong expressions. She decided to go speak to him. In route she finally made it to his floor and was a couple doors down from his office. Suddenly, a figure appeared that made her stagger back. Confused she said to herself Jack Lee? She ran into the nearest empty conference room and hid behind the door. Collecting herself, she began to straighten her clothes. She wait about five minute before exit the office. Soon as she opened the door Northbrook was in the front of her pushing her back gently closing the door behind them. Putting a finger to his lip he lead her to another adjoining room before speaking. "Why did you do that?" "Do you know that man?" he asked in concern alarm voice. Tears stream down her face without a change in her expression. Layla would not had known she was crying if Derrick did not wipe the tears away while he embraced her. That was enough for her to let herself go. She wrapped her arms around his waist, squeezed him tightly, burying her head in his chest. Just being held, feeling warmth, hearing his heartbeat Layla sob some more.
After about 45 minute she finally calm down enough to break the embrace. I'm so sorry for being this way Layla said while wiping her face that was flushed and pale. Looking up at Derrick with blood shot eyes she manage to smile weakly. Glaring at her with stress filled eyes Derrick sighed. I don't want you to feel forced to tell whats going on but Im greatly hurting with you not knowing why... Derrick said as he placed hair behind her ear. He looked into her eyes which seem like she was a abandon kitten. Layla broke her silence "Derrick can you come to my house for dinner today?, I want to clear up somethings and I can really use a friend if that ok please come by"... Northbrook nodded deeply before leading her out the secret room.
It was now 7:30pm Layla check her image in her full wall mirror in her living room. She had on a silk long sleeved turtle neck blouse with an open split back in a fuchsia pink with a white double lined slacks. Although she didnt wear a bra her breast were perky, full and round. At a 34 bust + D cup her blouse sat nicely on her. Tucked in accentuating her 28inch waist line her thin sliver belt glittered brightly. Her butt was high and frim stucking out around 38 inches it was safe to say squats worked. Placing her tennis bracelet on and sliding on her diamond crested red bottoms, her nerves started to get the best of her. Maybe it a bit much? she said to herself as she walked towards her room to change. Just then she heard the doorbell and froze in mid stride.
On the other side of the door Derrick held more mail and a bottle of red wine with a single pink and purple rose. He stood patiently waiting in a black cashmere sweater and black slacks. He wore his navy blue gator belt and shoes. Around his neck laid a gold link chain under his sweater with the matching bracelet under his right sleeve. His shoulder was broad and his muscle bulge from his chest to legs even though his muscles weren't scary on him because of his height it still was deadly behind his like King aura, He could easily be a body builder effortlessly.
Layla checked hair hair which was in a pineapple updo with her curl placed nicely around her face she puckered her lip and ask who is it. "Northbrook" she heard through the door. Even though she did not set a time she was glad she was READY. Layla opened her door to met eyes with Derrick and all his glory. Her face became hot and hues of pink flushed her cheek even though she had on no makeup. Derrick hand hand her the flower with the wine. Lastly he waved the mail in his hands and jestered to allow him in. Taking the hint Layla move to the side then closing the door behind him.