My Love Journey's
A Cup Of Tea

"I feel like a happy little kid getting a present on Christmas Day" Travis said with a chuckle, holding my back as I leaned back on the chair.

I was at the bar longer than I expected because Vallerie and I'm seemingly fine now, and we're all having fun. Lucky I'm off tomorrow.

I laughed as I pushed Travis' shoulder. "Because now you're friends with two members of the German national football team?"

He glanced at me with a strange glance. "No. Because I'm with an amazing girl."

I smiled at him before lowering my head. Vallerie and Carl, dancing, enjoy being together after being apart for some time because Carl has to practice out of town and they only meet once. Their relationship is not playing games.

"You're beautiful, Bianka." muttered Travis in a lower voice right near my face, still quite audible among the thump of music.

Carefully, I put some distance between us. "You're drinking too much, Travis. I have to go home now..."

"Huh? You want to go home?" Paul arrived in front of me, one hand clutching a bottle of beer he had just picked up while the other bottle was in his jeans pocket.

I gave him a forced smile while tidying up my shirt a little. Travis had already closed the distance between us and his arms were coiled around my waist. Paul noticed it, but his eyes stayed focused on me. "It's too late" I said. "I don't want my sleep schedule getting messed up."

A little grin was on the corner of her lips, her stunning dark eyes looking at me in a way that made the annoying butterfly instantly fill my stomach.

"My company danced for a while and you could go home afterwards" said Paul, a mischievous tinge glittering in his eyes. I felt completely helpless and melted as she grabbed my hand and gently grasped it. Then Paul slowly pulled me forward and away from Travis.

"I'll get it back to you in one piece, man." Paul muttered to Travis, there was no hospitality in his tone, and then he handed Travis a bottle of beer he had held in his hand.

When I looked at him, he just smiled and then walked me into the crowd dancing in a slow motion with R&B music.

"You should be able to be more friendly with him, Travis is a big fan of your team and he's done absolutely nothing all night but try to be nice and friendly to you..." I frowned at a glance as I turned to face her and she pulled my waist to get closer to her. Slowly we started to follow the music.

"Yes, yeah." Paul seemed interested in what I had just said, and instead he raised his hand and swept his fingers grazing the hair on my face and tucked it behind my ears.

I shook my head. "You know, I'm not going to give you what you want, Paul" I said in a stern tone.

He smiled as he looked at me. "And what do I want, Rapunzel?" She teased me by sweeping her lips in my ear, at the point that almost drove me mad, spread the heat and my femininity began to throb.

"Too many, Paul. I went home after the song ran out." I said reminding him, and he nodded once.

"Then let me drive you" he said.

I laughed softly while shaking my head. "You must be kidding me. We've been drinking since then and it would be very dangerous if you drove. I'll take a cab."

We were not drunk, but I knew the risk of driving under the influence of alcohol, and I would not allow myself to be caught in that situation.

"I never said I was driving, love. I'm here with my driver, he's waiting outside." he muttered explaining with glittering eyes.

I cringe. "Seriously?"

"Yes. I'll stop by for a glass of tea, how about?" he asked, pulling me closer to his body.

I shook my head quickly. "No. We both know where the activity will end. Let's enjoy the music and get back to each other's lives, okay?"

"How about our second date? Are you trying to break your promise?" reply with a serious tone.

"I never promised you a second date" I said. Now my chest is stuck to his chest.

"But I was expecting it so much, Bianka." He spoke right in front of my face, his hot breath instantly making my whole body tremble smoothly.

"You really make me dizzy."

"Oh, huh?"

"Well. It's too hard, Paul."

"What's so hard?"

"Our relationship."

"Listen, I'm just asking for your time to date me one more time. Just dinner, nothing else" he said, then chuckled softly. "Calm down, Bianka. I'm not gonna propose to you. Are you still mad at me about my picture with Valerie?"

I rewind my head while turning the eyes. "No, I'm not mad about your picture. It just shows how clear the difference is between you and me. You can fuck any girl you want, but instead you choose..."

"You're making me excited. Don't talk like you don't know that, love." Paul pressed his body against me so I could feel his hardened manhood behind his pants.

"Paul's..." I raised both of my hands to his arms then retreated a little. My heart was racing and there was nothing more I wanted than to kiss her mouth-watering lips, even after the rejection I had just made.

"Are you dating Travis?" ask her later, with a softer tone.

"Our relationship is a bit complicated, and it's none of your business." I replied. "I'm sorry if I was too rude, but..." I put my shoulders together, not knowing what else to say.

"You're right, it's none of my business. How about I drop you off now and we go on a date tomorrow?" She took a step back from me, swept her fingers over her hair.

I feel hot. No... burn? "Yes, yeah... Okay." okay." I nodded my head.

Before I could say anything else, Valerie arrived near us. "Hey, are you going home?" his tan with a wide smile adorned his lips.

"We'll be back at the club in a moment. Carl was taking Travis, who knew he wanted to come along." Valerie muttered, explaining, and I found myself smiling.

"You're very generous, Val... Travis must be happy." I said with a smile.

He returned my smile. "Hey, we should double date sometime" she suggested, staring at Paul and I alternately.

My smile slowly disappeared, my gaze fixed on the man before me with a thought of wondering. What makes Valerie think we're dating?

"May, it must be fun." Paul replied without looking at me. I gawked before a light pat in my hand pulled my mind back.

My gaze returned to Valerie who was talking to me. "May I have your mobile number? Maybe we can have lunch together later." he asked, smiling very sweet and sincere.

Now that I know why Carl is so crazy about Valerie, her behavior is compatible with her beautiful looks.

"Oh, sure." We exchanged phone numbers just as Carl and Travis approached.

Before Travis arrived in front of us, Paul first led me out and headed straight for a black parked car, waiting in front of the bar. Paul told Travis and Carl that he would take me home, and Travis would think we had other plans.

"Alfred, this is Bianka." He introduced me to a middle-aged driver with a plontos head and had the friendliest smile I had ever seen.

"It's nice to meet you, Miss." said politely.

"Thank you, sir. I'm sorry you had to work this late."

"Oh, don't hesitate.this has become my duty." he replied while starting the car. "Where are we?"

I told him my address and he drove off immediately, then lifted the guardrail in the car, giving privacy to me and Paul in the back seat. I yawned, completely exhausted.

"Are you tired?" paul asked as he looked at me.

I turned my head around. "Nearly dead."

Paul chuckled and lowered his head for a while. "Did you really not let me stop by for a second, Bianka? For tea?"

One little laugh slipped out of my mouth as I leaned my head back. "You're very persistent, aren't you?"

"And you're so stubborn."

"Or do I just don't want to take my clothes off again?" I said teasingly, my eyes clearly showed that I was very tired at the moment.

He shrugged his shoulders while grinning. "Hey, I'm just asking for a glass of tea, not asking you to make love. Unless, of course, you want it too..."

When she twitched her brows flirtatiously, I laughed while shaking my head. "Didn't you hear me resisting that idea since?"

"It is difficult to concentrate on listening to you when your eyes do such a thing, Bianka.." he muttered reasoned with a sinless look, then he raised his hand and rubbed my cheek with his thumb.

I cringe. "What's? My eyes don't do anything as far as I know."

My whole body seemed to be attracted to him, the kind of pull I could not let go of. It made me feel warm and a bit anxious at the same time.

His thumb then dropped onto my lips, his eyes following the movements of his hands meticulously as he rubbed them onto my lower lip. I froze while my heart was pounding, and that was something I didn't want to do at the time.

"What are you doing?" I murmured lazily, then quickly turned my face until his hand slipped away from me.

When we arrived in front of my house, Paul hurriedly got out of the car, opening the door for me.

Alfred lowered the car's windshield. "You can rest in peace now, Miss." He smiled at me.

"Thank you" I said, as Paul opened the door beside me. "For your sake, I hope you retire soon, sir."

"Yes, I hope so too." I smiled at him before turning to Paul who reached out to me, offering kindness to help me get out of his luxury car.

As I stood on the sidewalk, I shivered in the cold. The moonlight was reflected on the street and I just realized when we were at the bar, it was most likely raining outside.

Paul closed the car door and took a few steps forward.

"It's good to see you, Paul. I hope you can relax for a moment from your training."

Paul nodded. "Yes, I hope..."

I didn't hear him anymore because Paul's car drove away. I cringe. "What is..."

I don't know what to say. When I looked at Paul, he shrugged. My eyebrows shriveled with dislike because I knew it was him. How could Alfred forget his master. Just be right!

"Oh, no." he muttered lightly, pretending to be stupid with glittering eyes. "I think I should stop by now."

"Are you serious, Paul?" I folded my hands in front of my chest. "I'm really tired, and all I need right now is just to get inside my house and sleep till tomorrow."

"Bianka, please, just a glass of tea, nothing more. I promise." she said with a begging smile, a smile I could never refuse.

"OKAY. A glass of tea!"