After his eventful meeting, Daniel was
forced to head out to work. With
everything that has just happened, he really didn't want to grace the Rojas,
Inc. headquarters with his presence.
However, he knew that his secretary would tattle on him to his father,
and he didn't really want to deal with his dad calling him out on something at
his tender age of 27.
Walking into the sleek
building on 31st Avenue, he was suddenly grateful for the invention
of the air conditioner. Daniel had completely
forgotten that he could’ve called for the limo to meet him at the hospital, but
he completely forgot, and he was forced to walk, yet again, to headquarters,
which was roughly 20 blocks away. I don’t think this day could get any worse.
Not stopping to say hello
to the front secretary, he silently shuffled across the lobby towards the
elevator so he could head to the top floor where his office was located. He stood there for five minutes before
hearing the familiar ding that the
elevator had finally arrived. Stepping
into the small cube, Daniel immediately regretted not fixing the size of the
elevator as soon as his father had given him the CEO position. Since he was young boy, Daniel hated small,
enclosed spaces, and if his office wasn't located on the 25th floor
of the building, he would've been content taking the stairs.
Lucky for Daniel, there
was only one elevator that went all the way to the top floor, and it was only
for his use and his use only, which meant that he only suffered for about 5
minutes as his private elevator rushed to his targeted floor. When he finally heard the second familiar ding, indicating that the elevator was
about to open its doors, Daniel quickly scrambled out of the enclosed space.
“Good afternoon, Mr.
Rojas,” he heard from his secretary, Johanna, in her usually quirky voice. Daniel smiled when he saw her. She wasn't what society called “pretty,” in
fact, as far as looks go, with her shoulder-length, bushy brown hair, tied back
haphazardly in a low ponytail and her large round glasses, she could be
described as an average-looking young woman.
What she didn't have in looks, however, she completely made up in
personality. Johanna was a sweet, albeit
awkward, girl, but she could make Daniel laugh whenever he felt as if he was
having a bad day. Her only flaw was that
she follows instructions very well, and since Daniel’s father, Francisco,
instructed her to keep him updated about his son, she keeps him informed about
his every step…and that included whenever he decided that he wanted a day
off.
“Good afternoon,
Johanna. How does my schedule look
today?”
She quickly types
something into the keyboard, while keeping her eyes on the computer
screen. “Hmm…It seems like you have
nothing else scheduled today…”
Daniel nodded curtly
walked into his office. Why did I come in today? He sat in his comfortable, leather swivel
chair behind his desk, and then he picked up the phone. “Hello, Benjamin. Yes this is me. I need you to send a car to pick me up from
headquarters at 5:00. And I need you to
do something with my car…”
After hours of working, Daniel
decided that he needed to blow off some steam by going to the gym. Lucky for him, his family owned their own
chain of gyms, where he had his free membership, and it was only a stone’s
throw away from Rojas Inc.
He walked into his gym
around 5:15 and scanned his membership card.
He started to head in the direction of the men’s locker room when he
suddenly heard a familiar voice calling out to him, “Daniel!” He turned around to see his old friend, and
ex-boyfriend, Christopher Reinos, heading in his direction. He was wearing his workout clothes: a pair of
black and yellow shorts, that were tight
on his nicely toned legs, a damp, grey wife beater that did its job perfectly
by showing off the muscles that he has worked on over the years, and a pair of
black Adidas tennis shoes. His black
hair was only made more perfect by the sweat from his workout, and his stunning
green eyes looked excited to see the young CEO.
“Chris! Oh my god!
How have you been? I haven’t seen
you in like what…a month? I thought you've fallen off the face of this planet.
How’s the family?”
Christopher walked up to
Daniel, fresh sweat glistening on his tan skin.
“They’re doing great. Michelle’s
still getting into the swing of becoming a mother. Can you still believe it? I’m a father!
And you should see Baby Stephanie…she’s the most adorable thing in the
world. But don’t tell Michelle
that. She’ll be so furious. But I can’t help it!”
Daniel laughed at his old
friend, and asked, “How’s the job? Last
time I heard from you, you were being put in charge at the firm.”
“Yeah, I’m one of the
lawyers in charge at Berkley’s Law Firm.
I still can’t believe it.”
“Why not? You were one of the top students in our
undergrad class, and you were one of
the top students at Stanford Law School.
Stop thinking so little of yourself.
You totally deserved that position.”
“I know, everyone tells
me that. But it’s still hard to believe,
you know?” He looked down at his watch,
and said, “Crap. It’s 5:30. I've got to go home now, but you should
totally come over one day. We’ll make it
a party. Bye.”
Daniel waved
goodbye. I still can’t believe that he’s got a kid. I remember when we were roommates and he
would always claim that he would never have kids. Now look at him. A doting father, who could’ve guessed? Daniel shook his head, walked into the locker
room, changed, and he promptly began his workout by running on the treadmill for
about 30 minutes.
Daniel finally returned to his home
around 6:25 that evening. He heaved a
big sigh as he turned the key in his lock and walked into his small, one story
home. Dropping his key into the small
bowl on the mahogany side table by the door, he quickly closed the door behind
him. He dragged his body across the
house, until he found himself in his bedroom.
As he walked through the door, he slowly pulled his tie off from around
his neck, threw it on the floor by his dresser, and undid the top button of his
dress shirt. He sat his weary self on
the edge of the bed and lifted his right leg up to he could remove his shoes
and socks; he repeated the same process with the left side. He lied back, legs hanging off the side the
bed.
Eight o’clock couldn't roll around faster for Daniel. The young
CEO was excited that he was about to have dinner with one of his greatest
friends from high school. After the
“small incident” with Jonathan earlier in her office, Alex promised that she
would explain everything that night. All
she had told Daniel is that it was a sensitive issue that she had to figure by
herself.
He wanted to help his
best friend, but he couldn't get that doctor out of his head. His blonde hair and his icy blue eyes were completely
stuck in Daniel’s mind. All the young
man could picture at the moment was how the shirt gave shape his muscular upper
body; how those khaki pants clung to his toned legs; he could feel his
imagination beginning to run wild. Suddenly,
Daniel realized that his pants were becoming a bit too snug for his
comfort. He quickly undid the button on
his pants, shook them off, and resumed his daydream.
He imagined the doctor’s
figure towering over his own; the blonde shirtless, showing off those muscles
that he obviously works hard to maintain, and the top button of his jeans
undone, Daniel himself completely naked.
Jonathan’s tongue skillfully teases his body before he moves back up,
and with his hot, experienced tongue, he begins to play with his sensitive
nipples.
God…this feels so good. His breath
hitched, when he suddenly felt the doctor bite down on his nub.
“Oh, you like that don’t
you?” His voice was raspy, and filled
with lust. Daniel barely managed to
nod. Jonathan chuckled – God, what a beautiful sound – and moved
up further and taking over the young Colombian’s mouth with his own. That kiss was the most intoxicating thing
that Daniel had ever experienced in his life.
The suction was just right, and their tongues playfully intertwining
with each other; they were in perfect harmony with each other.
Daniel felt Jonathan’s
hand start to move down towards his hard member. He quickly grabs onto the doctor’s hand in
order to stop him. “Jona…”
“Don’t worry, I’ll make
you feel better.” His hand abruptly
gripped his erection, and he began to pump slowly. It was a bit of relief, but it was also torture
for the younger of the two. Daniel let
out a shameful moan of pleasure, which he tried to suppress by bringing his
hand to cover his mouth.
“No. I want to hear your voice as you come in my
hand.” Removing his hand from his mouth,
his moans continued as the doctor continued to pump his penis slowly.
God…“Jonathan…please…faster…” he managed to gasp out between his moans. The blonde was only happy to comply. As the pumping became faster and more frantic,
and their breathing becoming more and more ragged by the minute, Daniel could
feel his orgasm starting to build up.
“Jonathan…I’m…I’m going
to come…” he managed to choke out.
“Come for me,
Daniel.”
His voice was too much
for the Colombian, as he came hard. His vision went white for a split second, as he
could feel his seed being milked out of him slowly.
Daniel took a minute to regain his
breath as he was coming down from his high caused by his moment of delusion. Oh my
god…I didn't just do that, did I? I
don’t even know this man. Why am I
having sexual fantasies over a man whose first words to me were an insult? For all I know, he isn't as experienced as
I’m making him out to be. I mean, no one
can be that good…can they?
He
was definitely confused. He didn't know
what to make of it. Ever since freshman
year, when he was caught with one of the football players in the school, he has
been wary about dating men. He knew that
he was attracted to men, as well as women, but he felt as if he has been
traumatized by the entire football incident.
Daniel
lifted his left arm to take a look at his watch. It was only 6:47. I don’t
have to pick up Alex from her house until 8.
According to her address, it would only be a 30 minute drive even with
traffic. Daniel still had about 45
minutes to get ready for his “date” with his best friend.
He decided to stand up
off the bed and head for the bathroom to take a nice, cold shower.
After spending 20 minutes after his
shower deciding what he was going to wear tonight, he finally settled on a
simple pair of black, boot cut jeans, an ironed crimson red dress shirt, and a
pair of black sneakers. He looked in the
mirror hanging on the back of his bedroom door, and he approved of what he
saw. He checked his watch to check the
time: 7:28.
Daniel decided that it
was time to leave his home. He hopped
into his newly purchased, black 2014 BMW i8 and turned the key in the
ignition. When it roared to life, he was
thankful that he told Benjamin to sell his old 2006 BMW 330i and told him to
buy another model before he got home that afternoon. He quickly sped out of his driveway.
Thirty minutes of
navigating the streets of DC, and Daniel was finally able to find Alex’s
house. It was a quaint, little house,
located more towards the suburbs than in the actual city. Daniel noticed that the fenced off lawn was
littered with dolls and toys everywhere, and a tree stump in the center played
the role of a table for tea parties as he walked up the path from his car to
the front door. He rang the doorbell
once, and he heard the loud bark of a dog coming from inside.
“Ripper, calm down!” he
heard Alex yelling. “Samantha…Emily…I
want you two to behave for Tammy tonight, you hear me?”
A simultaneous “yes” came
in after the question. Daniel chuckled,
as he stuck his hands into his pockets.
The large, blue door swung open at once to reveal Alex, with a skin
tight, knee-high, black halter dress, four inch charcoal black stilettos, and
her long, blonde hair tied up into a tight bun with loose strands of hair
framing her delicate face. Daniel had to
let out the stereotypical whistle for when males see an attractive female walk
by. “Damn, Alex. You look amazing! You seriously have not changed since high
school. You have to tell me your
secret.”
Alex laughed, and
suddenly Daniel noticed two little girls standing behind his old high school
friend.
He crouched down to their
eye level. “Why hello there. My name’s Daniel. What’s yours?”
The little girl with the
black hair and glasses, shuffled to hide further behind her mother. Shy
one, huh? However, the tiny, blonde girl stepped out and said, “My name is Samantha. Sam for short. I’m 6 years old and I would like to be queen cheerleader
one day! This is my twin sister,
Emily. She’s 6 too…you know because
we’re twins and all. She’s not as fun as
I am…”
“Samantha!” Daniel heard
Alex say in a surprised tone.
“What mommy, you know
it’s true. She’s quiet, and all she does
is read all day. She’s so boring, some
days, I can’t believe that we’re sisters, let alone twins. But you want to know something, Daniel?”
“What is it, Samantha?”
“First of all, call me
Sam…Samantha is only for when I’m in trouble with mommy, or with Tammy, our
babysitter, or with Mrs. Reynolds…my teacher, just FYI. But you know what? Even though, she’s the most boring person in
the universe, I still love her!” She
went back around Alex’s legs, and grabbed Emily by the wrist and pulled her
forward until she was in front of Daniel.
“Say hi, Em! He’s really nice,
and mommy guess what?”
Alex looked surprised to
be included in this conversation, but answered her daughter, “What Sam?”
Samantha motioned for her
mother to kneel down to her level so she could whisper something in her
ear. After whispering something short,
Alex turned beat red, and she stood back up.
“Alright enough of that. Say
‘bye’ to Daniel, and you two behave for Tammy.
You know what’ll happen if I get another report like I did the last time
I left you two alone with her.”
Both
twins stood there, and said, “Yes mommy.”
She
gave them both kisses, closed the door behind her, and Daniel led her back to
his car. As he opened his passenger door
for Alex, he curiously asked her, “So what did Sam say that made you go
completely red?”
“Maybe
I’ll tell you at the end of the night if you remind me...” she answered him, as
her face went completely red once again.
“What? That’s not fair…was it something about
me? Oh my god! It was, wasn't it?! What did Sam say about me?”
“Yes,
it was about you…I’ll tell you at the end of the night.”
“No…Alex,
this is torture! Why would you do this
to me?!”
“Daniel,
please. I’ll tell you later
tonight. I promise. Can we get some dinner, please?”
“Alright,
but I’m holding you to that promise that you’ll tell me tonight, after I've dropped you off.” Daniel finally let it
go, and he shut Alex’s door, and went around the front to get in the driver’s
seat. He started his car, and they sped
off together into the D.C. night.
Daniel drove for about 40 minutes
before he finally saw the restaurant he was looking for, Salvatore’s Italian
Restaurant.
“I've never heard of this restaurant. Is it
new?” asked Alex from the passenger’s seat.
“Sort
of, it’s more of a family owned restaurant, and their food is amazing,” Daniel explained as he put his
car into park. He quickly got out of his
seat and made his way around to the passenger’s side so he could open the door
for his old high school friend.
“Wow,”
said Alex in surprise, “I've never been on a date where the man opens the door
for me.”
“Well,
you have been on dates with the wrong men.”
Both Daniel and Alex chuckled as they walked across the parking lot to
the restaurant.
As
they walked into the small restaurant, the immediate smell of pasta assaulted
their senses. The mouthwatering aroma
physically caused Daniel’s mouth to start watering. For a family owned business, the tiny restaurant
was always packed.
“Hello,
and welcome to Salvatore’s. Table for
two?” asked the young hostess from behind her small stand to the right of the
front door.
“Yes,
please. And a booth by the window if you
don’t mind,” replied Daniel, while flashing his beautiful smile to the young 20
year-old.
A sudden dust of pink
began to invade her cheeks. She suddenly
turned her face down to the floor, grabbed the menus from behind her stand, and
said, “P-please follow me…” She led them
to the booth by the farthest window and placed their menus onto the table. As Daniel and Alex sat themselves down, she mumbled,
“Your waiter will be with you in a minute.
Would you like something to drink in the meantime?”
“Just water for me,” said
Alex.
“Same here,” replied
Daniel.
The young hostess nodded
and walked away.
When she was out of
earshot, Daniel was suddenly surprised by Alex’s unexpected laugh. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s just so cute how
that girl was so into you.”
“What are you talking
about?”
“Seriously? You didn't notice? She was totally developing a crush on you.”
“What? No way, I mean she’s like 18 years old. I’m almost 30.”
“What?! You’re only 26 stupid!”
“Not the point. Anyways, can I ask you something Alex?”
“Sure, what’s up?”
“What was up with
earlier? You know, when the other doctor
came into the room, and started yelling…”
Daniel noticed how Alex’s
face suddenly became quiet. A sudden
shadow was cast over her face. She held
her breath for what seemed like an eternity before she gave a curt response, “I
can’t really go into that right now. Hospital
business and all…”
He understood
immediately. He knew that there were
some things that just couldn't be discussed outside of work, and this one
seemed to be pretty bad if it caused a reaction like that. Daniel was about to ask another question
about how her life has been since he last saw her, when the hostess suddenly
appeared at their table with two tall glasses of water completely loaded with ice.
“Here you go sir, ma’am. I hope that you enjoy your dinner tonight.” She quietly snuck away. Daniel was finally seeing what Alex was
telling him earlier about the girl maybe having developed a small crush on him
in the span of five seconds. Are most people that way? Although I guess I can’t say anything
considering my fantasy from earlier, and that guy didn't even really talk to
me. Just insulted me…God what is wrong
with me? What do I find so attractive
about that man, I mean other than the God-given looks…I mean no human should
ever have the right to look that good in a simple doctor’s jacket.
“Daniel?”
Alex’s voice shook him
out of his thoughts. “Sorry, just spaced
out for a second I guess…so anyways, I’m curious. How did you end up with Samantha and
Emily? I mean I know you said you
adopted them, but…”
“Well, you see about five
years ago, I came to the realization that I really wanted kids, but at the
time, the idea of settling down with someone else just wasn't appealing. I actually made a friend back during school,
although we don’t really talk much now because of work and such, but she got a
job at an adoption agency shortly after graduating, and she helped speed the
process up as much as she could. When she
found them…it’s so horrible, I don’t understand how anyone could do that to any child…I mean…”
Daniel noticed how she was
struggling to get her thoughts out, so he placed his hand on top of hers in an
attempt to calm his best friend down. “Alex,
if you don’t want to say it, you don’t have to.
It sounds pretty bad…”
“No…I want to tell you, especially
since they took such a shining to you.” She
took a deep breath, and tried to start her story over. “You see, their mom was actually part of, you
know, she was a high class society type.
She was rich, or rather, her
parents were rich. And one day, she
disappeared…she had been kidnapped by a local street gang in an attempt to extort
some money out of the parents…” Daniel
listened to the entire story. He gasped
in horror, when Alex explained that the leader of the gang, sedated and raped
her mercilessly. Her father had agreed
to pay the ransom to get his daughter back.
But when he went to trade the money for his daughter, he saw what had
happened to her. He gave them the money,
but shortly after arrive back to their mansion, he threw her out of the house. He said that he didn't need “trash like that
damaging his good image.” Luckily for
her, she had a few real friends that took her in while she was carrying the
bastard’s children. Her friend’s parents
were happy to help in any way possible, even going as far as paying for her
hospital bills. After giving birth to
her twins, she announced that she wanted to branch out on her own, and she
started by getting a job so she could provide for her daughters. But, what she hadn't told her friend was that
she took a job as a prostitute at the local sex club. She made good money there for about a year,
but when her friend’s parents found out what she had been doing, they threw her
out of the house. She had enough money
to rent an apartment, albeit it was too small for the three of them, they made
it work. Although sometimes, they wouldn't have enough money to buy food, and one time they even went a straight week without eating anything. She was forced
to leave the sex club shortly after that, and she was picked up by a pimp only
known as “Big Daddy.” Some nights, when
he was in a bad mood, he would force himself into their small apartment just
for the sheer pleasure of beating the poor girl in front of her daughters. But, if that wasn't enough, he would turn his rage onto the two defenseless, and too skinny for their age, two year-olds. Slowly, the mother started going insane, and
started drinking to keep herself as sane as possible. But it wasn't enough. She eventually brought drugs-cocaine and heroin-into
the equation. And one day, she just took
it too far, and she died while she was on one of her trips. Her daughters were only four at the time, and
they didn't know what was going on. According
to police records, they were yelling through the door for someone to help
because their “mommy wasn't moving anymore.”
What horrified Daniel to the most was that nobody answered the call for
help, and as a result, nobody found them for a month.
“A month?” Daniel asked, disturbed
by the thought.
“Yeah, and the only reason
that anyone found them was because the pimp was pissed off one night, and he
decided to pay a visit.”
Daniel wasn't sure if he
would be able to eat dinner after hearing such a horrific story such as
that. “And the girls…?”
“They don’t seem to
remember much, or if they do then they do a great job at masking their emotions
about it. I've always told them that I’m
always here to listen with any problems that they may have…but so far, they’re
just normal 8 year-olds. You know, going
to school, making friends, competing with each other, wreaking havoc on the babysitter,
you know, normal kid stuff.”
Daniel nodded. He desperately wanted to change the topic to
something else…anything else. Luckily for him, the waiter decided to pop up
at that moment.
“May I take your order
now? Or do you two need more time?”
“I’m good. What about you Daniel?”
“I know what I want.”
“Okay, then I’ll have a
lasagna, load that sucker with as much cheese as you can.”
“And I’ll have the
chicken parmesan.”
The waiter wrote down
their orders immediately and cheerfully said, “Okay, thank you!”
After an hour of eating, Daniel paid
the check and they were on their way back to Alex’s home. About 15 minutes into the drive, a thought occurred
to the young CEO. “Hey Alex…”
“Hm?” asked Alex, as she took
a sip of water from the water bottle that they bought down the street from the
restaurant.
“What did Samantha say
earlier that made you blush so violently?”
Suddenly, Daniel hears a
choking sound to his right. He pulls the
car off to the side of the road, and starts to pat Alex’s back until she has calmed
down. “Are you okay?”
Alex coughed up whatever
water was still stuck, and when she sat upright, she said, “I don’t want to
say.”
“Oh my god…please…you
promised that you would tell me at the end of the night!” Daniel knew that he could be the ultimate whiner
if he didn't get his way.
“Take me home first, and
then I’ll tell you!” Daniel noticed a blush starting to creep up on her
delicate neck. He complied and drove the
rest of the way in silence.
When Daniel pulled up to Alex’s house,
he heard her mumble something under her breath so quietly that he couldn't catch it. “What did you say Alex?”
His
old friend went silent and opened the passenger side door of his car.
“Alex?”
She
got out of the car, and right before she closed the door, she said, “Sam said
that you were cute and that we should date.”
She quickly closed the door, and ran to her front door.
Daniel
could only sit with his jaw hanging wide open.
