Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 41

Chapter 41: Kiss me, David.

It seemed like a nightmare but it was all happening to Ruth in real time. She watched Phoebe lead David into her apartment by hand and close the door.

The sound of that door closing was like a wake up call which pushed her to rise to her feet and scramble after them but it was already too late so she ended up stuck outside and resorted to banging on the door like a crazy person while calling out for Phoebe desperately.

The loud noise attracted other tenants who came out to see what was happening. Some were annoyed by the nuisance of the noise while others had come to enjoy the drama. Gossiping about each other was one of the favorite pastimes of the residents of the Cerene apartments.

Some were already on their phones, texting friends and other residents. The ones who had quick fingers were sharing pictures of Ruth already.

Because she didn’t want embarrassing photos of herself to end up on social media, Ruth stood up, arranged her clothes, smiled weakly and left while cursing the nosy residents in her mind.

Inside of the apartment the atmosphere was rather awkward. Phoebe had invited David inside just to taunt Ruth but now that he was there and they were alone, face to face, she had no idea what to say.

[This is what i get for acting on impulse, me and my stupid mouth.]

She groaned internally while pretentiously looking around.

[Come on, the banging has stopped and Ruth is gone. Get out, shoo, shoo.]

David smiled and turned his right leg as if he was about to head for the door.

[Yes, yes, yes.}

Phoebe punched her right hand in the air and celebrated. She didn’t even have to vocalize her needs.

David saw her from the side of his right eye and he laughed softly. He made a beeline for the wall where she had a library of pictures of photographs of herself.

He concentrated particularly on one in which she was eighteen years old. She was on a picnic with her friends, Ruth inclusive. Those were happier days, before she discovered that her friend was her biggest enemy, the one that was setting her up for failure at every turn.

In that picture, Phobe in a white and pink sundress with a wide brim hat on her head was wearing a big smile.

“You look so happy here.” David commented.

[Because is was an ignorant fool], she thought.

She stood on her tiptoes, reach up for the picture and tried to pull it down. Because she moved hastily, she lost her footing and started to fall backwards.

[Shit, oh no, shit, shit shit]

She kept cursing, using the same word over and over, closing her eyes as she prepared herself to fall and be embarrassed in front of him.

Like the hero that arrives just in time to save the helpless damsel in distress, David caught her. He wrapped his hands around her small waist and pulled her up, trapping her against his own chest. One of his hands slipped up to her upper back as he held on to her firmly.

Inside, he was excited, deeply. This was his first form of physical contact with her. It was also the perfect setting and position for a kiss.

Many days and nights, he had imagined what it would be like to embrace her, kiss her and smell her lovely scent again and now, here she was, finally in his arms.

His heart was beating faster than normal, his body was tingling with excitement. He couldn’t help himself and he lowered his head with a hopeful glint in his eyes that were set on her lovely full lips.

Phoebe’s heart too was racing and it was not just from the near miss of her fall. While she was quite determined not to fall in love with this man again, her body had other plans and it betrayed her. Just the feeling of his large hands on her waist and back got her heated up.

Her thoughts started running wild before she could stop them. And when David leaned in for a kiss, she froze. Her brain seized to think like a television experiencing static.

Her mind filled up with images of the wild dreams she had been having about him night after night. Foolishly, because she was tempted, she closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly.

[Kiss me, kiss me David.]

As the warmth of his breath fell on her, she clenched her hands tightly and closed her eyes.

When David’s lips landed however, it was not on her mouth but her cheek and then he righted her up and let go. Phoebe opened her eyes, surprised that he had not done as she thought.

She looked at him quizzically and asked the question why with her expressive eyes.

As if he read her mind, she put a finger on her cheek, trailed it downwards and touched her bottom lip lightly.

“As tempting as you are Pheebs, I would like to take you on a date first before kissing you.”

He dropped his hand and stepped away from her. “I will see myself out, thank you for inviting me into your home.”

He turned around and walked out, leaving her behind, completely dazed. He also left behind a Saxon spirit that wanted to rip him to shreds.

After all it had done to create the little accident which led to the perfect romantic moment for a tv worthy kiss, how could he peck her cheek and leave?

The spirit was not in the mood to tease Phoebe so it groaned and vanished out of the window. It was better to work the anger off like Phoebe often did.

It did not forget to drag Connie out as well before the girl could say anything. As for Phoebe, after regaining her senses, all she could think was that it was such a shame that Ruth had not witnessed the moment.

“It’s too bad i didn’t get a picture.” she said to herself as she walked to the bathroom.

Phoebe didn’t need to worry about Ruth however because she was filled with rage. When she got home, she was furious and needed someone on whom to vent her anger. The first person that tasted her fury was the valet who she kicked on the knee and then the maid that welcomed her home who she barked at. The rest of the servants run away because they knew better than to cross her path when she was angry.

“Where is brother Collin? Where?” She shouted as she searched for him. Her mother and grandmother tried to calm her down but it was all in vain, she was like a charged bull watching a red flag.

The Mayfair men were watching football in the theater, unaware that the house was on fire. Just when the team they supported was about to score, Ruth whom they hadn’t noticed walk in unplugged the cord.

“Fuck! What happened?” Andre’s wide eyes stared at his sister who was unrecognizable. She had cried so much that her face was smudged in make up.

“What will it take for you to understand me? I told you to let me handle the situation. Why in God’s name did you go see Phoebe?” Ruth shouted and glared at Collin.