Outside of the governor’s building, which hosted Scarlet’s office, reporter Jelly was mulling over the over the failed capture of a close up interview between the governor and everyone’s favorite actor who was also known as the golden boy, Ramslin.
When the city hall officers and Minister Maurey escorted him out for a photo op, she stayed behind, because another BSTV reporter could easily take care of that.
She glared hostilely at the female reporter of the Daily Sun, from the capital who had ruined everything. It was no wonder that she had anyway, they were an entertainnt dia whose news was mostly about celebrities.
The honking of a car grabbed her attention and she tilted her head slightly to the right to look at the rude individual that was honking so loudly and unnecessarily.
With a frosty look on her face, she prepared herself to lash out at the idiot. The tongue lashing froze however when she saw the vehicle and then her eyes travelled to the driver.
"Captain!!" she said in surprise.
With his head sticking out of the window, captain Zorl loudly asked her, "What are you doing here?"
She was standing in front of the doors leading to the governor’s building, a few feet away from him, which was causing him to shout so she moved closer and stood next t his open car window. He was wearing his RGB uniform, but without the helt.
"What are you ding here?" he asked her, again.
"I was here to record a warm fuzzy image image of the cute friendship between the governor and Ramslin, the actor but the reporter from the capital ruined it all. I am sure that my boss is going to have a not so rosy smile when I get back to the office so I am trying to buy myself soti." she sighed and leaned against the car, looking very spiritless.
"Do you want to give you a ride back to your office? I will take you shopping for candy first." he said to her. He knew that she had a sweet tooth, and chewing on sothing sweet might put her in a better mood. "Co on, you listened to my problems and comforted the last ti, allow to do the sa for you."
She smiled and pinched her fingers together nervously, just before breaking into small giggles and she went around and got into the car.
"Aren’t you on duty?" she asked him.
"I skipped breakfast so I am taking an early lunch and on my way to Mary’s diner for so pie and fresh coffee.
Inside of the governor’s building anwhile, Scarlet had continued working while Esong stayed on, hovering around her close by, like a mother with a baby. If she reached her hand out for a docunt, he would hand it over to her imdiately as if he was her assistant.
When she wanted a sip of water, he held the bottle to her lips and when she made a phone call and needed to jot down a few things, he did s for her.
She rubbed her shoulders when a strong breeze blew in from the outside and he rushed to get the blanket on her sofa and cover her.
While she appreciated all this care for three hours straight, his undivided attention was a bit nerve wrecking. The water had almost choked her and she had made a few mistakes on so docunts.
She turned her chair around and shrugged his hands when he started to massage her shoulders when she rubbed them. "Esong, could you tone it down just a bit."
"Hmm!!" he said, and he stared at her blankly.
"This..." she spread her hands out but did not accurately describe what it was that she ant to say.
Giving up on that, she sighed and and asked him, "Are you hungry?"
He rubbed his stomach and nodded. "I could eat," he said. "Should we order out?"
She stood up and said, "Why order out when there is a perfectly well stocked kitchen in my office from where I can cook?"
She had a kitchen, a bathroom, a toilet, and a sleeping room.
"Wow, how co I don’t have all this in my office?" he asked when the walls behind her shelf opened and revealed all these other rooms.
"What would you use a kitchen for?" she asked him. "And the bathroom and toilet, you have one too. The sleeping room I added just in case I work overnight or for when Justin cos over."
He laughed to himself and drew her curiosity so she turned around and looked at him curiously.
"I am going to be coming into your office more often now that I know you have a bed in here." he said.
She rolled her eyes, just before he suddenly grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against his body. One of his hands slowly slid up and grabbed one of her beasts, squeezing it slowly.
He leaned down and whispered slowly, "You know, we can have so fun on the bed before heading to the kitchen."
"No, Justin is coming over to eat, we can’t be caught frolicking around like a couple of teenagers."
Cecily had sent her a ssage that he was hungry and only wanted to eat mummy’s food so she was bringing him to her office. Esong was not aware of this information and she shared it with him.
"Then I should help you." he said. "Teach how to cook sothing else, I hate to brag but I am sure that my burgers were a success. Cooking seems to co naturally to ."
’Is that so?’ she thought.
"I am a natural genius." he bragged and puffed his chest outward.
"Is that so?" she asked him doubtfully.
"It is so." he declared boldly.
"Would you care to put that to a test?" she asked, with a challenging look on her face which held a playful smirk.
Esong nodded his head cockily, and he laughed as he folded his arms. In that short sleeved light blue shirt which he was wearing, his large biceps appeared to beco larger. The bottom half o his green fla tattoo was visible.
Looking at it aroused mories in her mind of running her nails over it when they were in bed the previous night. She was sitting on top of him and he was lapping honey from her nipples as if they were the most delicious delicacy in the world.
"What do you propose?" he asked.
She quickly abandoned the dangerous path in which her thoughts were moving and scread at herself not to blush.
"Hello, Scar!!!" he called her.
She coughed two tis, and cleared her throat. "What were you saying?" she asked him.
"I was asking what you proposed before you got lost in your own thoughts. What were you thinking about?"
She moved away from him slowly and started to place so ingredients on the table slowly as she said. "I was thinking that we can put this to a test by cooking the sa al and having the public vote on who did it better. Let’s do a couple’s broadcast."
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