Chapter 72

Jonathan Rubbing my sweaty palm against my thigh, I ordered for yet another drink in the cake shop. Why were my lips so dry?. Moreover why was I nervous to meet Ciara's brother. I'd don on the same outfit I wore for my last interview at Pitt's company. Last night, Ciara had reminded me earlier this morning about her suggestion to her brother that we have our "date" in one of her friends cake shop. Her brother had agreed to it declaring further that I had to be in the cake shop by 8am. Fuck, it was now 10 minutes after 10. Pulling out my neck tie, I sighed. "Was everything alright with him?. Should I call Ciara to inquire of her brother's wearabouts?" My thoughts were cut short as a man plunged down onto the seat across from me. He had a messy brown hair and was dressed with a red hoodie and white joggers. "You must be Jonathan" I swallowed deep. "I am and you must be Ferdinand. Nice to meet y-" "I apologize for coming late" He starts off. "While looking for that fucker, I lost track of