C8 Chapter 8

"I got a call from Bloom FM this night," Colin said to Becky over the phone the next Friday evening. "They have invited me as a guest on their 'Morning Money Show' program.”

He was one of their constant guests on the show. Though he hadn't been on the show since his father traveled because of his tight schedule. But the producer had just called him, begging that he should be on the show the following morning; the audience really loved him and they had been asking for him.

"Ok, what time is the show?" Becky stifled a yawn and turned to the other side. "So I can tune in."

"The program is at nine in the morning," he said. "I want you to come along with me to the studio."

"I should come along with you? Oh no," she groaned into the pillow. "You don't want me to enjoy my weekend sleep. You know I'm tired." She's had a very hectic week at work.

"Sorry babe," he broke into a deep, throaty laugh. "You will sleep later, please now," he pleaded.

"Oh," she exclaimed. She didn't want to turn him down. She had planned to rest the following day. "What time are you expected to be in the studio?"

"At least thirty minutes before the program starts."

"Okay," she yawned. She was so tired. "Can you come and pick me up by 7:00 am, then?" She said and sat up on the bed.

"That's perfect," he grinned. “Seven thirty is okay. Thanks, babe." Becky chuckled.

"Let me leave you so you can have your beauty sleep." He didn't want to disturb her from sleeping early.

"Okay. Goodnight," she muttered sleepily and disconnected the line.

The following morning, their maid ushered Colin into the Andrews living room at 6:37. He was there earlier, before seven, so he could encourage her to get ready faster. But Becky pleasantly surprised him when Becky informed him on the phone that she had already dressed before he walked into the living room. She said she was just applying her makeup.

Mrs. Andrews walked into the sitting room as he was about to sit down. He straightened up and greeted her.

"Colin," Mrs. Andrews placed a hand on his back. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, thank you ma'am," he replied and took his seat.

"Becky said you both are going to Bloom FM."

"That's right ma," he smiled at her.

She smiled back at him. "Let me tell her you are here." She told Colin and started climbing the stairs.

Becky came down a few minutes later, wearing a dress shirt over skinny black jeans. She complimented the combo with comfortable low-heeled sandals.

Colin's breath caught in his throat as she walked towards him. He had to clear his throat before saying, "you look so gorgeous sweetheart!" His voice was low and breathy.

Becky had an amazing body, not skinny and not fat either. Everything about her body looked perfect to him. Her hips, curves, and breasts were all perfectly proportioned.

His eyes caressed every part of her body. "I love a time-conscious woman." He gave her a peck on the cheek, not minding that their maid was there. "I can see we are good to go, right?"

"Yes," she nodded.

"Okay," he reached out for her hand and smiled into her face. They left the room hand-in-hand without saying another word to each other.

They got to the radio station twenty-six minutes before the start of the program.

The producer welcomed them warmly. He gave Becky a huge grin and said, "sister, you must be very special to this guy. I have never seen him with a woman in ages."

Becky smiled shyly. Colin grinned sheepishly at her, his heart expanding with male pride.

She stayed with them in the studio and she enjoyed every bit of the one hour show. Colin didn't linger to share jokes and banter with the others in the studio after the program, as usual. He quickly said his goodbye to everyone, and they left.

When they got into the car, he asked, "I hope you enjoyed yourself?"

"Yeah," she relaxed back in the seat. "I did. I will listen to Bloom FM from now on, especially the Morning Money Show."

"That's good. The program is educational."

"I wish we could be together like this forever," he turned to look into her eyes. "With me gazing into your beautiful face all day long." He said, changing the topic.

She swallowed hard. His gaze was so intense. "That's not possible," she smiled. All day long?"

"Why not?" He asked huskily. "It's very possible," he took a sharp intake of breath and said, "it is possible if you marry me. I want you in my life permanently, my honey pie." His eyes blazed with the intensity of what she took as his sincerity.

Becky took his hand and squeezed it. She was now very sure that she wanted to be with him. She took a deep breath and said, "Colin, I love you and I want to be with you."

"Oh my God, Becky!" He pulled her into his arms. "You don't know how happy you have made me today."

He looked into her eyes wordlessly, drinking in her beauty for a few moments before he said solemnly, "I love you, babe, much more than you could ever imagine." He cupped her face in his palms and kissed her. It was their first proper kiss.

Becky shuddered, trembling gently. Of course, no one had kissed her in a very long while. Her body tingled with pure ecstasy. She moaned and moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss.

When the kiss ended, he took her hand and said, "there is something I need to tell you beforehand."

"What?" She looked up into his eyes. "There's a lady…., a lady I need to tell you about."

"A lady?" Her good mood dwindled in a second. "What about her? I thought you said you don't have any woman in your life?"

"Calm down," he chuckled and tickled her by the side. "Her name is Debbie. She's a childhood friend of mine."

He told her that his mother wanted him to marry her, but he didn't like the idea and had never acted on it. But unfortunately, Debbie liked the idea and had always hung around him, hoping he would change his mind one day.