Chapter 116 - Boston It Is

Saphira

Zach and I had been on a roller-coaster. I still felt a bit unsteady.

Zach offered me his arm and smirked at me. "I think I need to sit down." I told him a little faint.  "Was this your first time on a roller-coaster?" Zachary asked apologetically. I nodded. "Why didn't you tell me that?" He asked as he leaded me to sit at a terrace.

A male waiter walked up to us. "Can I have two cokes please?" He asked the dark-haired waiter with ripped jeans on. "You didn't even ask me if I wanted a coke." I said smiling. Zach twitched his lips. "But it is what you need right now." He smiled at me.

I did not know why.... But I liked his decisiveness, so I smiled back at him. I looked around the fair. There was a nostalgic carousel in front of us. Kids were waving at their parents as they passed them. "Thanks for taking me." I said as I swiftly looked at Zach.

"You act like it's the end of the day." He barked a laugh. "Your welcome." He said as he kissed my cheek. I leaned my head on his shoulder. "Everything is still spinning." I said. Zach was laughing. "Come here." He said as he wrapped his arm around me. Zachary kissed the crown of my head.

"So, how come you have never been in a roller-coaster before?" He cocked his head to read my face. I shrugged. "Has it anything to do with your eccentric mother or have you always been a coward?!" He chuckled quietly.

His green eyes were dancing as his light brown hair fell before his eyes. Without thinking, I rearranged his hair. Zachary was still smiling at me. "Do you know what I would like?!" I thought out loud.

"Cotton candy!" Zach said knowing me well. "Drink your coke first." He ordered. "And." He said looking directly into my eyes. "Give an answer to my question." He said making clear I was not going to get away with distracting him.

I sighed. "I am a chicken." I said a bit embarrassed. A sweet smile lingered on Zachary's lips. "Then how come you just went into one with me?" He questioned while his green eyes were dancing again. There were these little yellow and brown dots in them.

"I don't know, I trust you I guess." I sheepishly said. "Do you see that roller-coaster there?" He asked me pointing at a green roller-coaster. "It is for kids and if you had told me that you had never been in one, I would of taken you in there first." He said shaking his head. "We just went in the Tyfoon." Zach darkly laughed.

"Maybe you should take me in the green one then." I told him. "Good idea." Zach said. "But I'll sugar you up first." He said as he left money on the table and walked me to the cotton candy stand.

"Can I have one large." Zach said to the blond young woman behind the counter. I did not like the way she ogled him. Before I knew it, I grabbed him by the arm. It was being petty, I knew that.

Zachary looked at me and raised an eyebrow. As if he knew what I was doing, he played along and caressed my cheek.

The woman backed off after that and I felt smug. As we walked around the carnival, Zachary fed me pieces of cotton candy. I licked my lips to get the sticky sweetness off of it. Zachary  came closer and traced my lips with his index finger.

My lips parted as I gazed into his eyes. Zachary leaned in and it was as if we were alone in this crowded festival. I closed my eyes and just when I felt his hot breath on my mouth, I heard my phone going off.

It was Benjamin's tune. I quickly took a step back and Zachary frowned a little. He followed my movements with his eyes as I took out my phone from my purse.

We both saw that it was Benjamin.

Zachary cocked his head to the right, as if to see what it was I was going to do now.

Daring me almost.

I gulped and looked into his green eyes. I was going to hurt him by answering this call. I knew I always hurt him by doing so. But today, I would hurt him even more.

"Yes." I said picking up the phone. Zachary shook his head, but remained calm.

"Hey Saphira." Benjamin said wary. "What's up?" I asked him. Zachary was fumbling with the stick from the cotton candy. "I have send a ticket to your emailadress." Benjamin said. "A ticket." I repeated him.

"Yes to come meet me, as you requested." He went on. I felt numb. "For what date?" I asked against all better judgement. "In an hour." He quietly said. "You can join me for dinner." His voice sounded thick.

I sharply breathed out. "I am with Zach at the carnival in Malibu." I said in all honesty. I heard Benjamin sigh and I saw a little smile on Zachary's lips.

"So…." Benjamin started. "Will you come or not?" He questioned irritated.  "I don't know. I have promised Zachary to have dinner." I said to Benjamin and walked away from Zach to get some privacy.

"One moment." I whispered to Zach.

Benjamin remained quiet. "Are you still there?" I asked as I stood behind one of the popcorn stands. "Mhhh…" Benjamin responded, but didn't say anything else.

"What time will the plane leave?" I asked him wanting to break the silence. "In an hour." Benjamin simply said. "What time will I be back in Malibu?" I asked him, thinking of my mother.

"I think It is best to stay the night. I have a room ready for you at the hotel I am staying at." He mused. "Have you talked to my mom about that?" I asked him.

"No?!" It almost sounded like a question. He was not like Zachary. He never held into account that I was not like him. I still needed permission to do whatever it was I wanted to do, by my mom. And they were not the best of friends to begin with.

"Should I call your mom?" Benjamin said in a monotone voice. "No." I shrugged. "I will do that." I told him.

I walked back to Zachary with a lump in my throat. He was going to hate me. 

Zachary was standing near the bumper cars. His arms were folded against his chest as he watched me approach.

Zachary's lips twitched. "We are not going to have dinner, are we?" He asked me. I shook my head. "No." I breathed. "I see." He said.

"It's not like that." I said as I came closer to him. "Then what is it like?!" He said as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"When does he want you to come?" Zachary asked. I bit my lip

"He arranged a flight for me in an hour." I said as I looked at Zachary's lips.

"He is making haste to whisk you off." Zach frowned. "What does your mom say about that?" He pressed.

I sighed. He knew the answer. He knew that well. "I haven't asked her yet and I am not really sure she will agree either." I admitted.

"Let's go." He suddenly said. I was confused. "Where to?" I asked 

Jasmine

That whole being friends with benefits was stupid for more then one reason. I mean, come on… Who would we be kidding? Even the characters in the movie eventually fell for each other. Benjamin and I… We fell for one another the moment we first met.

I sighed… Maybe we needed this. Or, maybe I needed this. I walked to the glass wall and stared over Boston.

With my hands on my belly I pondered what to do. Maybe I should just take a nap first. That would be a better idea. Jaleesa and Daniel were out, so I had the house to myself.

I walked to my bedroom and fully clothed got in bed. I twisted and turned, but I could not find any rest. I took my phone off my night stand and called my chauffeur.

"I need to go to Boston to see my husband." I said to my chauffeur. "Good day mam."

"Is the pilot informed?" He asked me. "Oh… no." I said. "I haven't thought of that." I said. "When do you want to be in Boston your highness?" He asked me.

"As soon as possible." I said feeling restless. "I will pick you up in five minutes your grace." He said. "Thank you." I said and hung up the phone.

My God. For heavens sake. I did not have a plan. What was I thinking going to see him like that. I got off bed and walked to my walk-in closet. I looked around, but there wasn't much I fitted to begin with.

I heard a knock on the main door and the maid opened it. "I am here to pick up your grace." I heard my chauffeur say. One of my guards followed me to the main room. "I'm ready." I said as I held my belly tightly.

I felt so fatigue, but I could not rest without seeing him.

The plane was waiting for me as we reached the airport. I was surrounded by a whole crowd of body guards. Was the danger increasing again? Now that Benjamin had taken these extreme safety measures.

Possibly. Benjamin wasn't always upfront about everything in the first place. I fell asleep on the plane. A woman from the staff woke me up and I gazed out the plane window.

We were in Boston.

"The driver asks where you want to be taken to." The woman asked while pressing her finger to the earbud she was listing to. "The four… four… something." I shrugged. The woman frowned a bit. "It's a hotel." I clarified.

"Ah, you mean the Four Seasons." She verified.. "Yes, that one!" I nodded.