Tiberius was a man who didn’t like to be kept waiting, as he sat there in a back booth at Pearl Dragon and gazed down at his vintage Cartier watch. 5, 10, 27 minutes passed, as he made a few business calls, checked the results on the latest Bolton-Chelsea match, and started to fume a bit over his dining companion not coming on time.
He waited no more, as his impatience rose with his ascendance from the leather bench of that booth. Phone slipped into the breast pocket of his black pinstriped suit, he began walking towards the front of the restaurant.
Skin the lightest shade of honey and physique of firm stature was nothing compared to Tiberius’ truest defining character. His voice had a certain affect of richness to it, almost like a drizzle of Bailey’s over a scoop of vanilla ice cream, “Miss Grayson, I don’t appreciate being stood up, so you have a nice evening alone. I’m leaving”.
Many a woman weaker than the one standing before him would have quaked in their stilettos in hearing his dismissive words. Tiberius must’ve mistaken her for one of those females who gave a damn.
Adorned in a powder blue silk dress without a bra underneath it, outline of nipples were easily seen through that fabric, not to mention the shortness of the hem that accentuated those long legs of this ginger hued, Jamaican born beauty.
With a matter of fact tone to her voice, Miranda Grayson replied to him, “Go ahead, Mr. Preston”, She motioned towards him with her dark brown, wavy hair cascading down her back, “I’m not holding you here any longer”, Sashaying past him without even giving a look back his way, she walked to the back booth he had reserved for their meal, “I’m hungry. I thought you were, too”.
Stung and stunned a bit from those words, Tiberius took a deep breath and chuckled as only his head turned to watch her walk away. And, it was definitely a sight worth watching from a man with a fat wallet and even bigger ego. If it was a game of words the lady with those long legs wished to play with him, he was more than up to do that, “Oh, my dear, you have no idea of my appetite”....
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