A woman's dilemma - Episode 11

 

Claudia:

"I'm right here in the hotel already." I slide out of my car with my bag hanging on my shoulder and click the doors shut with my free hand. I listen to my boss stress on how I should try and act civil with the client. He knows pretty well what I think of this particular client. The man has been postponing our meeting ever since I missed that second meeting.
"Of course sir. I'm nothing if not professional." I  assure my boss who grunts out his trust for my professionalism. My boss has reasons to panic seeing as this client is going to bring us a lot of money. The only thing is he's a popular jerk and my boss knows how I feel about men like that.
  I end the call with my boss and make my way to the reception hall. An older woman stands behind the desk with a phone to her ear. I stand and wait for her to finish taking the call. She says a few words into the phone then turn to me with an apologetic smile.
"That was my neighbor. My husband just left the house leaving our son who's just a few months older than 1 year with her. She has to go somewhere and he's kind of home alone." She tells me even without prompting.
"That's awful. Shouldn't you call your husband up on this major fuck up on his part?" I ask even though it's none of my business. She gives me a wry smile and shakes her head.
"He'll just ask me to quit my job and be the mother I am. I'll just find someone to take over for me so I can go home to Junior. Forget that, How can I help you?"
"One question. Is your husband working?" I ask her.
"He works offshore. It's just that he doesn't think taking care of a little boy is the right way to spend his off day. He prefers to relieve some stress and I totally understand him." She smiles at me like the African mother she is.
"I'm here for Mr Daniel Obi." I finally answer her question on how she can help me. A big smile curves her lips up.
"Of course. A stunning woman like you at this time. I should know without asking. It's room 412 in case you have forgotten." She giggles and hands me a key card. I frown at her words which don't make much sense.
"Thanks. And maybe you should have a talk with your husband about the babysitting arrangement. You're a woman. Cajole him to help you out when he's home." I give her my advice and she nods.
"Alright. You go do your thing. Say hi to miss Jane for me too." There's that giggle of hers again. I wave her goodbye and walk towards the elevators wondering who the hell miss Jane is.
"Hold that, please!" I call out to the lone woman in the elevator which is starting to close. She roll her eyes at me but stops the thing from shutting before I get there.
"Thank you." I get in and make to press for the fourth floor but discover that she's also going up there. I stand back and mentally prepare for my meeting. I try not get distracted with the woman beside me touching her make up every second of the ride. Meeting a boyfriend or something I guess. The elevator takes no time in getting us to the fourth floor and we both walk out. My phone starts ringing as soon as I'm out. It's another client of mine. I'm in charge of designing the insides of her new house. I connect the call while absently watching the lady from the elevator catwalk away.
"Good evening ma'am. This is Claudia." I say politely.
"Yeah! Claudia. I'm calling to confirm the appointment for the men who are to fix the bathtub and shower." Mrs Gloria says from the other end of the phone. I pull my diary out of my bag and thumb through the pages to find the time for that appointment.
"It's Monday morning ma'am. Let's say 9:00am." I read to her from the diary 
"That's perfect. I'll tell Tom." That's her husband by the way.
"Alright ma'am. See you Monday then?"
"Of course. Bye." I end the call and check my watch. I'm still a few minutes early. I check the numbers on the doors till I reach 412. Surprisingly the door is wide open. I still knock lightly before letting myself in. The large living space is empty when I make my way inside.
"Hello?!" I call out into the empty room.
"Over here!" A deep voice resonate from the other side of the wall. I stiffen when I hear a quiet giggle as I make my way to the other side.
"Hello I'm Clau--" my mouth hang when I walk into the other room and find a head of black hair in between a pair of tits. I gasp and jump around like I've been scalded. What the hell! Did I enter the wrong room? I struggle for what to say.
"Hey! You're not here to just stand here are you? Why don't you start by stripping?" I feel hot breath on my shoulder. What?!
"Get off!" I turn around and snap my knees up into his groin.
"Shit" The deep bellow vibrates the inside of my stomach and I try not to tremble. First of all, I confirm that he's of course my client before looking past him to the lady on the bed with her top off. It's the lady from the elevator. She looks confuse as she looks from me to the man groaning in the room. I drop my bag on the floor and make my way to the bed. I grab the pink top from the floor and throw it at the lady.
"What the hell! Who are you?! Who's she baby? Another booty call?!" I ignore her questions plus the pained chuckle coming from behind us. I grab the lady's hand.
"Get off me!" She struggles but I'm way stronger. I pull her out of the bed and out the door.
"Get dressed and leave. Don't let me see you on my way out!" I say and slam the door on her stun face then pull the door back open on an after thought. She's still staring at the door in open mouthed shock.
"please grow some self respect!" I find myself saying to her before shutting the door again. I try to get my angry breaths in order.
"Okay, what's going on?" The male voice sounds a bit pissed but I don't cower down. I turn around to face him and oh my God, my breath hitch in my throat. I take in his naked chest and abs. Said abs leads to a freaking V disappearing into his loose baggy shorts.! The V! I think I'm drooling. Sudden clearing of throat throws my eyes up to his face. He has a smug smile on his face. A striking face by the way. Strong jaws, his nose looks a bit crooked maybe from being broken in the past but on him, it looks... Hot? My eyes scan past his stubble up to glinting eyes framed by a little too long lashes.
"Sweetie! You should put those lips to good use." I snap out of my lust fog and gape at the dark man in the room. The pig! I'll put my lips to good use alright. I put my bitch mask on and focus a bored stare at him.
"So? Are you going to tell me why you just ruined my evening quickie?" He sounds so gross. I push past him and grab my bag off the ground.
"Claudia Opeyemi. We're supposed to have a meeting. On your new house." I plaster my card on his abs and stand back to glare at him.
"Oh." He forgot about our meeting?! Bloody idiot!. I watch him pull my card off his ab and yet again I'm tempted to linger on the expanse of flesh. Why oh why am I a sucker for a ripped man?!
 To distract myself, I pull my portfolio from my bag and push it to him.
"Everything I have worked on are in there. From my works in Italy and Greece to the few ones I'm still working on here in Nigeria." He takes the portfolio and scans the pages thoughtfully. I take the reprieve from his hot glare to wet my lips. I can already feel an headache coming on. I really need to go home to Amy. I'll rather spend time with her than this. I stand awkwardly while he studies my portfolio in his half naked state. After a few minutes he pulls his head up to pin me with his eyes.
"I remember this meeting being a month ago." He says.
"Well you stood me up at the party so..."
"Then you decide to stand me up on the next arranged meeting." He says thoughtfully and I don't try to explain that I had an emergency that day with Amy's mom's death.
"Anyways. Your manager told us you left the country for a vacation or whatever and gave us this new date. She was pretty sure you'll be free to see me today." I say drily. His eyes don't stray from me even for a second as I speak. I feel his gaze get hotter.
"So does that mean I can't have a piece of your hot ass?" What?! My jaw drops to the polished floor as his face lights up with a big crooked grin.
"Dick!" I snap and without looking back, I storm pass him and out of the room. His deep chuckle follows me out of the room. I let myself out of the open doors of his hotel suite and find myself bolting to the elevators. I cuss silently when it takes too long for the elevator to get to this floor and the obnoxious man catches up to me. His hands pulls my body around to face him. That grin is still on his face
"We didn't get to set another appointment." He winks, grating on my last nerve. The ding of the elevator interrupts my train of thought.
"Find yourself another interior designer and shove your appointment down your obnoxious throat." I push on his still naked chest to get free and quickly jump into the waiting elevator when he lets go. I push for the down floor, both our eyes clash. I hope desperately that he won't follow me into this small elevator as we have a stare down. The elevator​ doors start closing. I move my eyes away from his.
"Hey, Claw!" I look back at him.
"I'm tapping that ass." He says. I catch his wink before the elevator closes up completely. Did he just call me Claw?

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