"Eleanora, wait!" Henry called after her, catching up to her at the car park. "I just need to get some fresh air please." She said, her tears pouring. "Hey crybaby, come with me." Henry said teasingly, after hugging her till she calmed down. "You drove this here? What if someone steals it, or robs you because of it?" Ellen pointed out in disbelief, seeing his car there. That car was one of the most expensive, and luxurious sport cars in the country. Henry could get in trouble with thugs. "Don't worry, nothing of that sort will happen. Get in." He assured and instructed, opening the door for her. He got to the driver's seat, but only turned on the ignition for the AC to blow. "What's wrong?" He asked, getting down to business. "I missed you so much, and instead of asking me for the reason I went silent on everyone, or asking how I am, you decided to pretend you don't see me. Classic Henry." Ellen complained, tears threatening to fall. "Why did you shut everyone out Eleanora? I don't know you to be doing that. And why are you crying so much? You didn't cry this way when you lost your virginity." Henry enquired and joked, but his companion did not find it funny. "Do I look like I'm in the mood for that, Henry?" Ellen asked, crying again, as she remembered her dad saw them. If only Aaron knew that day his daughter was going to do that with none other than Henry, he would have spoken to the girl he thought he saw, and drag her home after realizing it was her. "Too soon to joke about it, got it. Talk to me baby girl, what's wrong? I know it's not just because I ignored you a while ago, Steph said you are too stressed. Stressed about what?" Henry said and questioned, using Steph's name as Ellen was not a fan of him calling her Naa or baby girl, at least not when they were alone. Ellen looked at him with a meek smile, when she remembered Steph saying, she noticed Henry has stopped calling her by her pet/middle name. "After the party last week…" Ellen began after a sigh, explaining all that had happened at home and Henry listened with rapt attention, expressing shock that her father actually saw them, despite them hiding from the doctors. "Come here." Henry instructed, tapping on his lap. "Huh? We're in a car; how do I sit on you?" Ellen asked, perplexed. He adjusted the car seat, but it didn't go too far as there was limited space in the car, but further enough for her to be able to sit. "You coming or not, baby girl?" Henry asked with a smile. Ellen sighed as she felt awkward moving over to his side, and straddled him. "See? Possible." Henry said with a smirk as the girl on him turned red with a blush. She had sat on his laps before, but not in a straddling position. "I'm sorry you had to lie to your parents because of me. And I'm sorry you felt too guilty to talk to me about it. I'm especially sorry for ignoring you. I missed you so much I was going crazy. I thought you were mad at me for what happened at the hotel, even though I don't regret it, and I never will. I didn't think your dad actually managed to see us, but I'm glad you're not in trouble. I missed you so fucking much." Henry apologized with sincerity, hugging the girl on his laps, Ellen in turn feeling happy to hear the honesty in his voice. "I missed you too baby." Ellen said with a blush as Henry wiped her tears, joining his lips to hers for a much overdue and longed for kiss. Like her first time, the kiss led to yet another section of heated love making in the car, not resenting her decision to wear skirt after all. "He loves you, and you love him. The rest does not matter." Steph's words ringed in her ears as she let herself be taken again by her lover.
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"Well, if it isn't the "best couple". Fancy meeting you two here. I can't believe you are still together. If only you knew the guy you were with, and how he could ruin you." Esther's voice sounded when she saw Henry come out of the car with Ellen, after their quickie. Majority of their student population, if not all, knew Henry had managed to get the girl who turned down every proposal that came her way. What shocked some of them, especially his exes, was the fact that it all happened in Paris. Nobody saw how, as they were at the Eiffel Tower at that time, but some of the party guests had their own versions of the story, except their friends who knew what had happened exactly, Ellen's friends being happy and jovially jealous that her first kiss happened under the Eiffel Tower, which still felt like a dream to Ellen whenever she thought about it. And now, talk about icing on the cake, her first sex was in freaking Kempinski hotel, as if she were on a honeymoon. It was a good thing that was the place she chose to take Henry, even though it wouldn't have happened if they had not ran from their fathers, or met Clifford there. "Esther, Amanda, glad to see you walking again baby girl. What are you two doing here, and why are you making baseless accusations?" Henry asked, annoyance pitching a tent on his face, and voice. "This is a beach Henry, and you don't own it, unfortunately for you. We came for a beach day, and you know very well what I'm talking about. You have no idea how much I know. Hey you, didn't I warn you about this guy? It seems you don't listen." Esther answered smugly. "What are you talking about?" Ellen asked apprehensively. "Actually, you are the one who doesn't listen. I dare you to say another word to my girl, go on, say something. I'd have you swimming with the fishes of the sea, and you can all have a beach day, every day. Baby girl, can you please take the lead? I had a hard time cheering you up (he winks, and she blushes). I don't want them to destroy my hard work and upset you again. Don't worry about her, or her words." Henry said, giving her a peck before she left, wondering what Esther was talking about, while Esther scoffed. "We're not in high school anymore Henry. Your reign as king ended the day you cleared out of school. You can't control us anymore." Esther said with annoyance. "Is that so? Baby girl, do you have nothing to say to me?" Henry asked both of them with a smirk. "Leave me alone please." Amanda replied. "Don't talk to her." Esther jumped in with a snarl. Henry immediately pulled her to him by her waist, making her hug him before she tried to break free. "I like your braids. You look extremely beautiful with it. Gosh, I haven't had you in my arms for so long, I actually miss this. I miss your fragrance as well sweetheart. Achimota did not do your beauty justice at all, I can see it clearly now, your hidden glory." Henry whispered into her ears in a sensual manner, touching her down town, earning a stifled moan from her. Esther had suddenly mellowed for the guy she was fighting with a short while ago, and Amanda got shocked. Of course, Henry knew how to get what he wants. "See how easy it is for me to get you in my paws and bed, Esther? Don't test me. I know how to pull your strings with just a compliment and a touch. Stay away from my girlfriend. There are other ways to break legs than falling off a stair case, you might not be lucky enough to walk again like your friend here." Henry said in her ear again, pushing her away this time with a smug look. Esther, who just recovered after he pushed her, raised her hand to slap him, but he caught her hand with a smirk. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Henry said teasingly, riling up the girl. "Just wait till that girlfriend of yours find out she is nothing, but a challenge to you. You have no idea how much I know, Henry. You of all people, know how much beauty, can be used to get what a girl wants. If you doubt me, ask Benjamin, I'm his girlfriend. I know about the challenge, Henry, and soon, Ellen will too. Your karma is here, jerk." Esther fumed, almost in tears. "What challenge are you talking about?" They all turned to see Clara with a shock expression. "Ask him what priceless jewel means." Esther said triumphantly that someone, Clara, heard their talk. "Too bad you're not Ellen. She should have been the one to hear us, but I know she will now." Amanda said with a smile, and they left, Henry thinking fast. "Priceless jewel? Kobby? What were they talking about? What challenge is that? Say something damn it!" Clara asked, refusing to think of the worst things forming in her head, as definition to her questions.