Omar blinked ascertaining his confirmation “That’s the plan. One room. Single. I’ll ping Jojo she’s waiting for us with Rosafina”
“Oh ya. I.. I am hungry!” saying she sprang from his arms. Turning her back at him she looked outside at the beach wanting to calm her pounding heart
Two senior hotel leaders Rosafina and Sasha joined the conference room with Jojo. The group’s meeting revolved around the escalation on the reported misbehavior of the hotel associate.
Outlining the misdemeanor of their employee, Rosafina apologized to Omar adding “..we do not tolerate such behavior. I have also been informed that Tate intercepted the delivery of flowers last night taking them directly to Jojo. I’ll work with Indigo to handle the formalities we have discussed. My senior vice president of operations Sasha will be effectively looking into all your arrangements and departure”
The young woman gave a light nod in their direction “I echo Rosafina ma’am. It’s a shame for us and I will ensure this matter is properly handled. Can I arrange any services immediately for you and your wife?”
The words ‘your wife’ had Mohana’s face blush deeply at the continued misunderstanding of their staff. Unsure if Omar was going to correct them this time her silver eyes attempted to steal a courageous glance from the handsome man. Instead she found him turned towards her, his husky murmur checking “Hm?”
Her disordered breathing caused a tumbling chaos looking into his twinkling black spheres. Managing a quick negation “Mhmm” Mohana steered her gaze to the conference table.
Acknowledging Sasha and Rosafina, Omar relayed “We’re good, appreciate your looking into the matter”
The staff members ran their heartfelt apologies at the discomforting experience for the couple they thought to be on their honeymoon. Handing over the reigns of the discussion to Jojo, Omar reached for Mohana.
Capturing her delicate hand in his hold he guided them beyond the confines of conference room. Having surfaced from it’s gloom her heart thumped for the magnificent man accompanying her.
Amidst the few hotel guests crossing the skyway, he halted them right outside the dining hall reserved for the Sophista team. Turning her hand gently in his hold Omar rested her palm on his heart pulling her in a hug. Her innocent silver eyes fixedly stared at him forgetting the existence of anyone else beyond them.
Her forehead brushed his chiseled jaw when he leaned closer to whisper “No one can have the jacket that’s ours because it has never been in production. What’s mine, is always mine. See you soon” with that he turned to walk the length of the skywalk leaving Mohana to glow scarlet.
The sensations of his husky whisper had her eyes follow each of his footstep until he turned along the curve making his way to the elevator banks.
Soren! I was dreaming about Soren. I only dream about him. And this jacket. Because he has this and all of the other jackets. In all the colors. And they are very warm. Her claim in their airplane, of Soren Rick owning the same jacket from Shaan Designs crazily echoed through her. Flustered at being caught Mohana gripped the tasseled swaying end of her saree.
Joining her team in the breakfast area, ordering for food, nibbling on a variety of recommendations from her staff, Mohana went along the course but nothing was able to deviate her from missing his touch. Uncurling her fist Mohana stared at it reminiscing the warmth from his chest when Jojo brought her a serving of small deserts “Miss Mohana, we have created a list of all the food items you’ve had but Leya feels desert sampling is not sufficient and she has recommended you try some of these too”
“List? Why are we creating that?” Mohana checked selecting a strawberry tart to taste
Munching on her own bite Jojo informed “Because you promised Omar”
“Oh! that. uhm that was..ya..” Mohana doubtfully looked at the long list that included particular details including priority order, whether she ate it with silver ware or not, how many bites she had munched, among other columns of information. She frowned looking at her personal assistant “We don’t really have to give it to him, I don’t even know how many bites I ate myself”
“Ya that’s all Indigo. Some others are savvy with details, estimations and what not. I only made the list but based on your eating pattern these other columns got calculated” Jojo informed partly impressed at the outcome
Mohana gulped “Right. And Indigo is here? In our Sophista breakfast room?”
“Not anymore which is why now am responsible to maintain all the columns. For example you only nibbled on that brownie because it’s not as good” reporting factually, Jojo made a note on the screen
Letting go of the brownie, Mohana murmured “Ya. Ya. I like the ones from your recipe”
“Yes Miss Mohana I’ll coordinate your favorite ones. The chef here is a such a big fan of Omar so it’ll be quite straightforward. You know everyone here is cheering on what a heartthrob Omar Shaan is! He refused to give his autograph to a weird fan who wanted it like directly on her breasts!” Jojo secretively informed, her eyes dancing full of pride at the famous celebrity
“Ya I was there, she was quite dramatic..” Mohana confirmed “..but he managed it compellingly, taking the crowd with him”
Jojo smiled happily “That’s so amazing, you saw him in action for real! He is the bestest and the most handsome ever, don’t you think so?”
“Sure whatever. ya that’s why Sophista wanted him on the December cover..” dismissing the shiver escaping her, Mohana requested “..but I was thinking about Soren and how he.. you know he’s very handsome too”
“But Miss Mohana it would be so difficult to compete Omar Shaan, the way he is so magnificently sexy, how he’s like this epitome of perfection and all his muscles, those abs are beyond pristine” Jojo dreamily declared offering a serving of tiramisu to her boss
Mohana dug her spoon into the mousse aiming for a deviation from the handsome man “Ya but at the end of the day, they’re all celebrities for Sophista and I have been thinking a lot about Soren! Can you ask Roja to pull all his pictures where Soren is wearing a leather jacket? And if he knows what brands Soren wears that will be the best”
“Right away Miss Mohana, Soren Rick tries to be a fashion icon so he is bound to be found wearing Shaan Designs whenever he can afford it and I will have Roja confirm on his other jackets too. I’ll also get Salm’s input” pulling her digital screen Jojo made a diligent note of the treat Mohana was eating
“Neat, that’ll be one thing out of my way..” giving her assistant a nod, her thoughts still fixated on her dream man, Mohana obediently reported of the dessert “..this is averagely nice but two spoons are enough”
“And these are small spoons because it’s overly sweet for both of us, but who knows if Omar and his Indigo like it” Jojo murmured, jotting down the details
“Ya, of course” puckering her lips Mohana twirled the tassels on her saree dismissing another shiver at ‘his Indigo’. Heaving a sigh she picked another item to taste. Although she will be in a single room tonight, Mohana decided that she needed to focus on her apparent shield Soren Rick and keep basic information handy for any future run-ins about the said jacket.