Call me Ken

Before Ezra had time to answer her question. The sound of clacking shoes could be heard from the corner of the room. There was seen the figure of a mysterious man who for the past two days had made Leigh feel uncomfortable being around him. And now here she was, much closer than when she accidentally bumped into him in front of the elevator on the first day she arrived at this hotel.

The mysterious man walked leisurely but gallantly. His handsome face made Leigh unable to take her eyes off of anything else. Her eyes fixed on the man who was walking closer to her. More specifically, at the dinner table. Until he stopped on the chair in front of her.

Ezra somehow already stands behind the chair to pull the chair out and let the man sit there leisurely. His eyes didn't leave Leigh, not for a second, he didn't even blink, as if he was afraid that if he blinked the woman in front of him would disappear.

His deep voice rang out, breaking the tension in the room. "You can leave us Ezra" he commanded in a soft but firm tone of voice.

Ezra bowed his head and walked away leaving the two of them in a large and majestic room. Leigh's heart sank, her body trembled violently, if she hadn't held the seat below her, she might have fallen, slumped on the floor.

The man's voice was heard again as she struggled to calm her trembling body. "For the past two days, you seem curious about me, Miss Leigh," his deep voice reminded Leigh of the incident in front of the elevator, when he spoke in the same tone. The look in his eyes was the look she had seen during these two days in the meeting room. It made her even more uncomfortable, but between those feelings there was a feeling that lingered in her heart, as if this had been something she had been waiting for and longed for. It's a strange feeling.

"Let's know each other, I prepared this. So that we can talk casually and get to know each other over dinner" again, the man spoke in a much softer tone this time. Sounds a little reassuring. And make the vibrations in her body begin to disappear. Because this is what she wants to know. It was this for the past two days that she had been asking herself.

But out of curiosity. Her body was still shaking. She looked into the man's light gray eyes, with a dim light making his eyes like moonlight shining at the peak of light in the middle of the dark night. Let it light up the dark night. There is warmth there. The warmth whose her heart felt at peace at this moment.

The more she looked into his eyes, the more peace spread to every corner of her body. Sending out a warmth she had never felt in her entire life. A warmth that cannot be expressed in words. But she craved that warmth.

They sat at a table that was only a meter long. So, it's not a problem for the two to clearly see each other's faces.

"I hope the dish is to your liking" said the man, between they stared at each other in silence. To break the silence.

The man raised his glass of wine, pointed at Leigh, toss at her. His lips lifted, he smiled at her.

Leigh awkwardly raised her glass and toss at him. Her hand trembled, she slowly brought it to her lips. Take a sip. She couldn't take her eyes off the man in front of her.

"My name is Kendric Osvaldo, you can call me Kendric or by Ken" Kendric said with a smile that continued to form on his sensual lips.

As Kendric spoke, Leigh wasn't focused on the words he was saying. But on his sensual lips. She thought about how it would feel if those sensual lips kissed a woman. Curiosity makes her mind more and more wild. She spontaneously imagined those lips landing on her lips. She could imagine the moment those lips gently caressed against hers. Sending warmth from her nape to her spine. Making her leg curt slightly, feeling the passion that burns her body.

"Leigh, are you all right?" Kendric asked her. He saw that Leigh paid no attention to him. His eyes stared intently into hers. As if to sink and stay in there.

"Huh... what?" she snapped out of her reverie, her eyes focused on his lips, turned to his eyes, confused about what Kendric was asking her.

"Are you all right?" Kendric repeated the question patiently and in a soft voice. He was sure she didn't hear his previous sentence either, making him have to repeat, telling her one more time.

"Ah… I am fine" she answered awkwardly, one thing she realized. Her eyes looked at Kendric, confused "Before this, did you say something?" she asked anxiously, she clenched her palm of her left hand, which was in her lap, tightly.

"Yes, I did, my name is Kendric Osvaldo, you can call me Kendric or by Ken" he repeated the sentence he said softly and gently. The look on his face didn't look annoyed.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention earlier," she said with her head bowed slightly, apologetically. Her heart shrunk a little. If only she could sneak out of this majestic and luxurious room. She must be doing it right away. Her face was red, she was embarrassed.

"It's okay, like I said before, we have plenty of time now to get to know each other" the words sounded reassuring. So that she does not feel discouraged and embarrassed. Without him knowing it already felt by her.

"So, what do you think here, Leigh?" asked Kendric, his hands elegantly picking up the grilled steak that was on the plate in front of him. Stabbed it with the fork he was holding in his left hand, then picked it up and placed it on his plate.

Leigh racked her brains. What he means here? Did he ask about the situation in this room, or the training program for these two days? She had doubts about the answer. Fear of answering wrong what he meant.

"Sir do you means----" her words were cut off by Kendric

"Ken" a single word slipped out of Kendric's lips. Leighing the confusion on Leigh's face.

"Huh" Leigh's face was completely frozen. She didn't understand what he was saying.

"Call me Ken," Kendric repeated with a small smile on his lips. No annoyance there.

"Ah... yes... K-ken" she stammered. She really didn't forget his words. It's just that the name is difficult for her to pronounce. One, she doesn't really know him. Second, he was at a level far above her.

But she remembered the first day she met Vhaken. She can even call him by nickname without her realizing it, even Vhaken hasn't told her, his nickname yet but she was calling him smoothly and it just flowed from her lips that time. Moreover, their nickname is the same, 'Ken'.

Leigh's thoughts, leading to if one day, the two of them were in the same room, and she called out that nickname, then of course both of them would turn and face to her. What should she do? Her mind twisted, is this a coincidence? She shook her head, shaking the thought away.