The Way To A Man’s Heart episode 4

The Way To A Man’s Heart

By Hossana Isaac O.
(Hossy Short Story Series)

Chapter 4

Jesse

“I said she’s just my chef. Nothing more” I said and ruffled my hair. Alyson is just overreacting. She thinks I brought home a girl that’s why I refused to let her come over

“and I thought Chefs were either middle aged men and women. Why is this particular chef young, beautiful, tall and s€×y!” she yelled

“I don’t know. My mom hired her from Italy.”

She huffed and sat beside me
“she’s not even as s€×y as I am” she muttered and I chuckled

“come on Alyson, we both know your doctor made you like this”

“so what?” she said and scoffed

“ever wondered why people prefer natural fruits to cloned ones?”

She gasped and stood up
“what do you mean by that?” she asked and I smirked. She slapped me

“ouch!” I said
“she’s not even your chef. You’re just lying to me. Wait… Why do I even care? I’m not even your girlfriend. I’m leaving” she said and stomped out of the house

Why is she even angry? I don’t get angry when I meet her with another guy. This is business.

I sighed and stood up then walked to the kitchen to get water. Louisa was standing by the fridge and leaning on the counter beside it.

“are you done? I’m quite hungry now” I said as I opened the door to the fridge

“it will be ready in thirty minutes” she said

“it smells good already” I said and she smiled

“uhm, sorry about that… Uhh.. Girl” I apologized

“it’s nothing. Girlfriends are usually like that but why didn’t you tell her I was here?” she asked and I opened my bottle water

“that’s because she’s not my girlfriend” I said and drank the water

“what is she? Your friend?” she asked

“uhh… Somehow” I replied and she nodded and crossed her arms.

I noticed something about Louisa, she doesn’t speak too much. During dinner she just says a few words. Words like, is the food okay? Are you okay with the salt? Please pass me ketchup. And thank you whenever I say the food is delicious.

We haven’t really had a real conversation before and I understand she looks at me as her boss.

“uhm, have you made up your mind about the university you want to go?” I asked, trying to start a conversation

“I haven’t because I don’t know any university in London here” she said

“there’s a university that is close by, would you prefer a close-by one?” I asked while looking at her but she wasn’t looking at me

“yes I would. It would be better to be able to come home on time in order to get your meals ready” she replied and opened the fridge. She brought out a bowl of popcorn. How did that get there?

“I forgot to give you this. I made it today and left this one for you” she said and stretched it towards me

“oh… Uhm… Thanks” I said and collected it from her. It was a bit cold, but it wasn’t frozen yet. I liked it that way.

Louisa leaned back on the counter and stared at the floor.
I began to slowly eat the popcorn and I found myself looking at her. I remembered the drama Alyson had put up. She said Louisa was s€×y.
Is Louisa s€×y?

I looked her over. Maybe she is. She’s got long straight legs, flat tummy and wide h¡ps. Her hands and fingers are quite slender and she has a V-shaped face. Her hair is brown and straight.
No wonder Alyson thought she was a model

“do you know you could fit into the modelling industry?” I asked and she looked at me

“I don’t think so. But why do you ask?”

“well you’ve got the body” I simply said without going into detail

“I never liked modelling. I’m the shy type”

“it’s written all over you. You’re quite shy” I said and she chuckled and ran her fingers on one of her braids

“I’m also the indoor type” she added

“how about I change that tonight?” I asked and she looked into my eyes

“how?” she asked then dropped her hand

“let’s go out for dinner. You’re not gonna prepare anything, I’ll take you out” I said and I knew she was surprised because her eyes w¡dened

“uhm… I don’t think so sir. I really don’t want …”
“…Louisa you don’t have a choice okay? We’re going out for dinner” I said, cutting her short

“but Sir I’m just your employee. I’m just your worker” she protested

“no you’re not. You and I can be friends. Besides I’m not paying you. You’re just someone who’s helping me out because I’m a foodie that can’t cook and it’s expedient for me to help my helper out”

She laughed when I called myself a foodie that can’t cook.

“so don’t look at yourself like you’re my employee. You’re not” I finalized

“okay sir”

“and…” I moved closer to her. I was just a few centimeters from her face and our arms even rubbed on each other. She froze. Her breath hooked.

“stop calling me sir” I whispered and shifted from her

“I’ll be in the living room” I said and left
I heard her heave a deep sigh as I was leaving

💌Louisa💌
I felt like I was electrocuted when Jesse came close to me. I was taken by surprise and I couldn’t even breath.
His arms brushed on mine and his face became too close.

“stop calling me sir” he looked into my eyes then whispered.
He then shifted back

“I’ll be in the living room” he said, he smirked at me and left. Immediately he reached the door, I released all the air I’ve been holding in.

“what was that?” I asked myself.
For a few seconds I thought he was trying to flirt with me. Wasn’t that flirting? Is this what his mother meant by him being naughty?

I exhaled again and opened the fridge to take water. I took a bottle then closed the fridge. I was about opening it when I sighted the popcorn on the counter. He forgot to take it. Or maybe he didn’t want it.

I drank the water and took the popcorn. I began to eat.

Jesse opened the door and came in. He saw me eating the popcorn.

“my popcorn” he said
“oh… I thought you didn’t want it…. anymore” I mumbled

He walked to my front and took a pinch from the bowl then put it in his mouth.

“your popcorn is tasty. It takes better” he said and took another popcorn.

My left arm was clutched around the big red bowl and I hugged it against my chest. I would have given it to him but I was busy an-lysing his face as he was eating the popcorn.

He had black curly hair and his beards were well trimmed and short. His l-ips were light pink. Mine is more like light red though.
He had short eye lashes but thick and well-lined brows.
He was good looking but not more than Lucas though. Or maybe it’s because Lucas is way younger and has a child-like freshness.

“you’re handsome” I said and he immediately looked at me

“oh my God!” I exclaimed when I found out I actually said that out loud.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t supposed to say that out loud. It was supposed to be a thought” I apologized and he smirked

“I hope you’re not flirting with me in that mind of yours” he said

“what? No. I’m not.” I affirmed

He looked deep into my eyes that I felt like he could actually see through them to the back of my head.

“should I tell you something?” he asked

I was still clutching on to the red bowl

“yes” I answered

He blinked his eyes and was about to talk when the oven began to beep. The pizza’s ready

“oh, the pizza is ready. I have to remove it” I said and quickly moved away from him because I was becoming uncomfortable with that stare.

I dropped the bowl and wore an oven glove then I brought the pizza out.

He smiled as I sliced it.

“I’ll set the table” I said

“no I’ll do it.”
“then what would I do?” I asked

“you can go take a shower or get the clothes you’re wearing to the dinner ready” he replied and began to take the plates. He took them to the dinning and I just stood there watching as he got the things ready. He took the pizza to the table.

“hey go get ready” he said as he entered again to probably get the drinks

“uhm… Okay” I said and left the dining. I went upstairs and showered. Then I wore a white silk dress and let my hair fall.
I wore white flip flops and went downstairs

💌Jesse💌
I looked up and saw Louisa standing. I had opened the French door which was opposite the dining table. It led to my backyard and it had trees. It was actually a windy afternoon.

She looked like an angel with her hair flowing smoothly in the air behind her. And her white dress which was carried about by the wind from the backyard

“hey” she said as she gently walked towards me. I was pouring tamarind juice into a glass when she came and my hands hooked.

“you look beautiful” I said and her eyes w¡dened

To Be Continued