One Wild Night

"What do you think?" Lucy asked, turning around for Tom to inspect the strapless red jumpsuit she was wearing, with a white blazer over it and a pair of half-covered high heeled white sandals which were decorated all over with diamond stones.

They had stopped by a clothes shop for her to change out of the clothes she had worn the previous day before they head to the office. 

"Would I sound like a know-it-all if I said that I knew you were going to pick the jumpsuit the moment I set my eyes on it?"

"You wouldn't. Did you?" Lucy asked with a curious smile. 

"I did. You know how you see an outfit and you can picture it on someone? It is just an outfit I can imagine you on. It's beautiful and classy just like you," Tom said, giving her a thumbs up.

Lucy smiled, "I will have it then," Lucy said, giving the sales attendant a nod.

"Are you sure that's all you want? You could get some more stuff so that we don't need to go back to your place to pick up anything after the close of work," Tom suggested as he watched her from where he was seated. 

"Don't worry. I intend to shop for new clothes, but not when I'm in a hurry to get to the office. I have the whole of the weekend to shop. If you don't want us to go to my place, we could just buy whatever I need for the weekend on our way back from work. I will try to make a list of everything I want to buy," Lucy said with a happy smile as she looked at Tom, making him chuckle.

"One minute you're giving me the impression that you're not materialistic, and the next moment you are just something else," Tom said in amusement, and Lucy plopped on the couch next to him. 

"Is that a complaint I hear in your voice?" She asked with a slightly raised brow. 

"I wouldn't dare. You can get whatever you need," Tom assured her with a chuckle and she pecked his cheek, ignoring the sales attendant who was watching them both with fascination.

They both didn't care about the presence of the sales attendant since they knew that she had no idea who Tom was. To her, they were just like every other couple who walks into the shop to get clothes. 

Once they took care of the bills, they walked out of the shop together. Tom walked over to Lucy's side of the car and opened the car door for her before dropping the bag he was carrying, which contained the clothes Lucy had taken off. 

"Thank you," Lucy told him when he joined her in the car. 

"Don't mention," Tom said as he turned on the car's ignition and drove them to the company. 

"So... see you after work," Lucy told Tom as she got ready to alight from the car a few minutes later when he drove into the driving lot of the company.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Tom asked, watching her curiously, and her hand faltered on the door.

"What?"

"They know we are dating now. Shouldn't you kiss me goodbye before leaving?" Tom asked, and then Lucy looked ahead of them to see some of the staff who had arrived early standing by the entrance of the company and looking in their direction as if to confirm the rumors that they had heard. 

Lucy's stomach sank nervously. She had forgotten all about yesterday and all about Anita. She suddenly felt nervous all over again now that they were back to reality and she realized that she needed to face others. 

Although she knew that what she did, or who she did what with, wasn't supposed to be anyone's business, she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

"What are you thinking about?" Tom asked as he watched her brows furrow, and she shrugged dismissively. 

There was no point telling him what she was thinking about. She was just going to end up making him feel worried about her, "Nothing," she said with a small smile as she leaned forward and brushed her lips against his, "I don't want to see you talking to any female for longer than a minute," Lucy warned as she got off the car, and Tom smiled as he watched her leave.

Once she disappeared from view, the smile disappeared from his face. He could tell that she was still very worried. He had only managed to distract her the previous evening, but the things that were bothering her were still present and he needed to take care of them. 

He picked up his phone and decided to first give Anita a call. He needed to see if he could learn what she was up to before making any move. He dialed her line and waited patiently for the call to connect while trying to calm himself so he wouldn't lose his cool.

Anita who had just driven into the parking lot of Ocean Airlines picked up her phone and raised a brow when she noticed that it was Tom who was calling. Not just any random Tom, but the CEO himself, Thomas Hank. 

Without giving it a second thought she received the call, "I never thought you would dial my line again," she greeted in a cheerful tone once the call connected.

"I never thought I would have any reason to either. Why did you talk to Lucy?" Tom asked without wasting time.

"You mean your boss?" Anita asked, trying to play ignorant.

"I mean my girlfriend, Lucy. And yes, my boss if that's what you know her to be. Why did you talk to her about our past relationship when we both agreed to pretend that it never happened?" Tom asked, wanting to humor her. 

"I thought I could pretend that it never happened, but I can't. I miss you so much, Tom. I miss your company and how you..."

"Cut the crap! I don't know what games you're playing, but I can assure you that it's not going to end in your favor, so you better get your head straight! You better don't bother Lucy anymore with your incessant calls and shameless lies," Tom warned, and then he hung up before she could respond. 

Once he hung up the call, he dialed another number and it connected almost immediately, "I want you to keep an eye on Anita Miller. I want to know everything she is up to. By everything, I mean every single detail. I want to know who she meets and talks with. I want to even know what she is thinking about, I don't care how you do it, but get on it immediately," Tom ordered and hung up once he was done giving the instruction.

Having dealt with that he got out of the car and dipped his phone into the pocket of his trousers as he headed for his private elevator. As he walked his thoughts drifted to the strangers he had run into in his home. 

He was going to give Harry a call once he was settled in his office, and scold him for not convincing Jade to inform him first before bringing strangers into his home. On the other hand, he knew that he couldn't really blame Harry though. Knowing Harry, he was sure that he must have instructed Jade to give him a call, but Jade being her stubborn self must have ignored Harry's advice.

His thoughts were broken into when his phone started vibrating in his pocket, and his steps momentarily as he reached into his pocket to take out the phone before he continued walking. 

Speak about the devil, he thought when he saw that it was a call from Harry, and he received the call immediately, "I was just going to call you. Why didn't you inform me that Jade...."

"Tom..." Harry cut in with a grave voice, shutting him up, and causing the hair on Tom's neck to prickle with unease. 

"What is wrong?" Tom asked, stopping in his tracks.. Knowing Harry, he could tell that something was very wrong, and whatever Harry was going to say wasn't something he would like.