pov of AIDEN

I left a 200-dollar tip as a form of apology that I couldn't voice. The meeting with Mr. Smith was brilliant. He was very impressed. I knew we would make this deal as I am the best shot he had.

My phone started ringing. It flashed John. He is also a businessman. I guess he is the only person I don't hate that much. I picked it up.

"Hey man! How was your 86 million dollar meeting with what's his name.........ya Smith?" he asked happily.

"Yeah it was okay," I said.

"You don't sound happy. The deal didn't happen?" he asked softly.

"No, it was fine. I made the deal." I tried to say more nicely. He sighed.

"You know man you have to work on your cheerful tone. You sound like someone set fire to your books," he said. I can feel his eyes rolling.

"I know."

"So you doing something tonight? I have this extra passes for the football game tonight. you in?" he asked hopefully. I thought for a while. I don't have anything to do tonight.

"Okay," I grunted.

"See you then" he exclaimed. And I hung up.

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I reached the game exactly at 6. The game was about to begin. I saw him. He was already there. I think that is the only reason I don't hate him because he is always on time.

I came closer. We both nodded at each other. He is usually in a suit but he is wearing a jersey and pants right now. I am still in a suit because I came straight from the office.

"Hey what's up?" he asked. I rolled my eyes and gestured towards the game.

Thirty minutes later he said," I am going to go to the washroom." I nodded and stood up to make way for him.

After 5 minutes he was descending the stairs in the stadium with a girl.

The girl. The one who scratched my left window. Two meetings in a day. WOW!!

My brows bunched unconsciously. They were both talking about something. She hasn't seen me yet. She was wearing an oversized jersey and extremely short shorts that were hugging her ass. God her ass is so stunning.

Fuck. What am I thinking? I removed my eyes from her ass and looked away.

They both were now a foot away from me. Finally, the girl acknowledged me. As soon as she laid eyes on me she gaped and then narrowed her eyes which were covered in glasses. I hate those glasses, it is like a barrier between my eyes and hers.

She completely ignored me, waved to John, and left. John checked her ass out when she was leaving. I hate John. I have this intense feeling to kill him. But I ignored it and remained calm.

"Stop staring," I said sternly. He looked away.

"Who was she? What were you both talking about?" the words left my mouth before I could even process them.

He chuckled, "I don't know. She was just with a guy and they both were arguing about who would win the game near the refreshment counter and I took her side. You interested? She is beautiful, isn't she? "

"Why was she coming down with you alone?" I ignored his question and narrowed my eyes.

He stared at me amusingly, "She was not coming alone with me. The guy was just behind us."He smirked." You know I am enjoying every second of this. You like her, don't you?"

Oh. I just saw her coming down.

"No," I said. He was about to say something else but our team scored a goal and everyone threw their hand in the air and screamed.

I grimaced.

After two hours when the game was finished we went home.