7. The Loyalty
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“Could you make me another cup of coffee? This document will not finished soon.”
"Come right away, Sir."
The voice that came from the intercom on Savannah's desk, immediately made her move a little lazily because she was tired of the chair work towards the bar table in the corner of the room. Instead Savannah felt lazy with her job responsibilities, but when at this time it was already ten in the evening and she still seemed not allowed to go home also by his superiors. The woman's working hours had passed since a few hours ago, but when she wanted to tidying up his belongings before she decided to go home, her boss always held back Savannah by asking for something whatever it is that makes a woman so inevitably become delaying his return.
Not only was Savannah feeling tired for the day, she was too thinking about Dylan's figure, who had finished since office hours decided to wait for herself until whenever his job finished, just like the promise he had made this afternoon. Savannah felt really bad for letting Dylan wait. However, it will only get worse if you have to cancel dinner plans that Dylan had wanted to prepare for her, and it would only make her feel more disappointed with herself. Savannah only hoped that Dylan had a high level of patience and self-understanding.
Although there is no doubt that surely the man would have that attitude, in Savannah's time it would apologized to Dylan. After the woman finished making a new cup of coffee for his boss, she immediately rushed to take a room which is right beside his room through a door glass that opens automatically.
"Your coffee, Sir." Savannah said while changing the position of the previous cup, which is already empty with a cup filled with freshly made coffee. “Is there anything else you need? Maybe dinner, Sir. Since then you didn't ask me to order it," continued the woman who have the initiative to offer.
“I'm not used to dinner,” replied Duke curtly without averted his eyes slightly from the laptop screen right in front of him.
"Then, is there anything else you need?"
"No. You can just go home."
Savannah let out a small sigh of relief reflexively because in the end she was allowed to go home by his boss.
"Yes, Sir. Then, I'll go home first. Good night."
After saying goodbye, Savannah immediately rushed to step towards his room to pick up the bag. All items are in she had already tidied up his desk, and so did his bag. She who had actually wanted to go home since earlier, had purposely done so this is that once she gets permission, she can immediately rush out from his office. And now she has done it. After took her bag, Savannah immediately rushed out of it room to get to the elevator. She couldn't wait to approach Dylan's figure had been willing to wait for her for hours in the office lobby.
From that woman who took the elevator from the thirty-seventh floor to being on the lobby floor, for some reason the smile on his lips she couldn't get rid of or control. And a few steps Savannah walked looking for whereabouts Dylan was there, she also found the figure he was looking for leaning on the wall right beside him, above the chair he was sitting on. After stepping over to Dylan, Savannah rubbed the man's face looks like he is closing his eyes for a moment after the man who is unconscious was asleep there.
"Hey, wake up."
The gentle stroke that Savannah gave, made Dylan slowly opened his eyes and stared at the figure of a woman who wake him up with a smile.
"Are you done?" Dylan asked Savannah.
"Yes. Hey, sorry if it's long. You're falling asleep here like this."
"No problem. I really want to wait for you, right?"
"Then, let's go to your apartment. You still want to cook for me, right?”
"Of course."
With holding hands, the two walked out the lobby to get to Dylan's apartment immediately. However, the departure of the two had been stalked by someone from a distance who was starting to feel curious about the relationship between Dylan and Savannah which is indeed hidden and away from public view.
In a good mood, Savannah was feeling after she just had finished cleaning his body, and stepped into the kitchen that is was in the apartment she was visiting.
"Dy, can I borrow your t-shirt?" Asked Savannah who had standing not far from the position of the man who turned his back because he was busy with cooking.
"Sure, Darling. You can wear whatever it is that is mine,” replied Dylan without taking his eyes off the focus of his activities.
“But why does this one feel so tight on my body? Is this your t-shirt when you were little?”
Feeling confused by Savannah's words that he didn't understand, making Dylan immediately turn his eyes to the woman and how surprised he was when he found Savannah already wearing it the man's so small old t-shirt, that now in time worn by that woman made her entire body extraordinarily beautiful perfection can be seen clearly through the white shirt limited to the height of half her thigh, which is also slightly transparent. Not yet again the woman's long hair which was completely wet from the shower, increasingly making it look so tempting for Dylan who saw things which as if deliberately presented by Savannah.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" Dylan said immediately left his cooking, and hurried away approached Savannah who was clearly more interesting more than cooking.
“Teasing what? I'm just asking, why is your shirt so tight on my body?”
“With your question like that and your choice of t-shirt like this, is it obvious that you are teasing me?” Reply the man while pulling Savannah's body into his arms.
"This is all I could find in your closet."
"Is that true? But I don't believe it. You must have taken it in parts bottom, right?”
"You are right."
“Those are my old clothes and they are not on my body load it again, Savee.”
"But why does it also become narrow in the body?"
"Still want to know the answer?" Dylan asked as he lowered his hand which had previously been at the woman's waist and was now on Savannah's ass.
The shape of a woman's body that is filled in the body of a woman that should be, the reason why the shirt he was wearing it gets cramped. The Savannah's upper and lower body parts so promising for a woman, is the reason.
"Hey, where are your panties?" Ask him when he could feel there something different there.
"I'm not wearing anything under this shirt," Savannah shot back a knowing smile on his lips.
And at that moment, Dylan immediately kissed Savannah and didn't giving the opportunity to throw her protest. The kiss that never lasted gently, always brought both into the desire to make love. But don't want to deppen it, made Savannah quickly pulled away to end the kiss.
“Hey, how about your cooking? I've been waiting for a long time, you know?"
“I would like to delay, but I have promised you to make dinner."
"So?"
"I'll get it after our dinner is over."
With a smile, Savannah watched as Dylan stepped up left her to continue what was previously stopped.
"You know what, Dy? Your brother is really annoying. Seriously, just one day I worked for him. But he was already so heartless to me as if earlier it was very difficult to allow me to go home. Not to mention he is very happy to ask for many things and as if he doesn't allow me to rest for a while,” complained Savannah while sat down at a small dining table in the kitchen.
“It's only been one day, Savee. How about one week? One month? One year? Are you still willing to work with him?”
"As much as possible I want to survive."
"Then hold on as long as you can. As much as possible to the end then you really want to quit.”
“But, can you hang in there too, Dy? I wish you could always be there to accompany me. I don't want to face it alone my job, which in the future will definitely not be easy.”
By carrying a plate of food that has just been finished he cooked, Dylan walked over to the dining table where Savannah is there to put its food there.
"Sure, Savee. I would never leave you alone."
"Promise?"
"Promise," Dylan replied, who immediately kissed Savannah's lips, which he always did got him addicted to it.
"With me asking like that. Wouldn't you be too, maybe would occasionally feel a bit hurt like what happened this afternoon?”
“If it's for you, I'll ignore them. Even I really want always like that. Ignore those who always ignore my whereabouts,” Dylan replied as he settled himself in the proper chair was in front of Savannah.
“You own me, Dy. So don't feel like you're always alone, okay?” Said Savannah while she holding Dylan's hand that was on the table.
"I know. Therefore, I also want to fight for you until you accept me as your lover."
A smile appeared on Savannah's lips which made Dylan reflex also smiled after seeing the face of the woman he loved smile because of it.
"Eat, you should try my roast beef."
"I don't need to doubt any more of your cooking. I guarantee must be very delicious.”
"Do not seduce."
"I'm not seducing. You're the only one who becomes touchy-feely,” Savannah replied with a chuckle in his mouth and started picking up a fork to try the food that Dylan had made just for her.
"How? Is something missing?” Dylan asked while watching Savannah who is eating her food.
"Hmm..., I guessed this without a doubt."
"Is that true?"
"Yes. You're perfect, Dy. A man who is good at cooking is...., value added and a perfection as well. And you are one of them.”
“You are perfection, Savee.”
"Is that true?"
"Yes. And I really admire your perfection," Dylan said began to get up from his seat, and walked over to Savannah.
“Really?”
The woman's gaze that had followed Dylan's every move getting closer to it, making a meaningful smile began puffed up on Savannah's face.
"Yes. And I'll prove it."
Dylan who immediately lifted Savannah's body into his arms and brought the woman into the room, making Savannah unable to hold back the chuckle she had been holding back for so long.
“Hey, I haven't finished my dinner yet. You know?" The woman protested meant to be tempted.
"Really? And now it's my turn to eat a meal this night that you have prepared especially for me. I've already really miss them.”
"Them?" Asked a slightly confused Savannah.
“Yours, which also belongs to me. Which feels so good to keep trying."
"Dylan..." The woman protested with a laugh along with her body placed on the bed, and quickly also directly crushed by the body the man who before long has started fondling the body that always addicted and crazy about it.
To be continued . . .