Falling For The Billionaire Heir

The next day, Debbie leaned back in her car seat after her meeting. It was a very productive one, but what happened last night still lingered in her mind.

She still could not fathom how such a tornado happen yesterday. It was like the sex she had been waiting for all her life. She closed her eyes and robbed them.

Her phone beeped for a message notification. She took it out of her bag to read the message. Brett sent the message, asking about the meeting and if they could go out for lunch together when she return to the office.

She sighed heavily and returned the phone to her bag.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

That was the real reason she had been having a few misgivings about what was starting out between them.

One, she didn’t like the shenanigans that would come with her being in the same workspace with a lover and also the gap in their ages. Brett was eleven years older than she. To her, it was a lot.

Debbie checked the time. It was just thirty minutes before their lunch hour. She started the car and drove out of the parking lot. Debbie would have lunch, but definitely not with Brett.

Debbie arrived at her paternal grandma’s door forty minutes later. “Oh my baby is here,” she pulled Debbie into a bear hug. Her beaded stone bracelets clinked together with her movement. Debbie had never seen her without one. She had an extensive collection of them.

“You look worried,” her very observant grandma said. “Come, come and tell Mama what troubles your heart.”

She sat close to the window overlooking grandma Alice’s back garden. While grandma went to get them iced tea and biscuits, which usually served as appetizer for whoever came into her house.

“The roast beef in the oven is almost done,” she placed the tea and biscuits on the little side table. “You will have lunch before you go.”

“Yes, grandma,” Debbie reached for a piece of biscuit. She broke a part off and put it in her mouth and smiled, realizing it was the best of all her grandma’s many homemade biscuits she was eating. “Oh, it’s the onion and cheese biscuit.”

“Yes, it is. I know you love it. Now, talk to me.” The older woman sat.

“I slept with Brett last night.”

“Oh dear,” grandma put her hand on her chest with a mischievous grin on her face. “Interesting. Was it that bad?”

“Well…No,” she tried to hide her own grin. “It felt like the sex I have been waiting for all my life.”

“So, what is the problem?” She reached for her cup of tea and sipped from it. “If my memory serves me right, he’s a widower. He’s not married.”

“It’s… about the age gap. He’s eleven years older than I am and I don’t think I like the idea of being in the same workspace with my man.”

“There’s nothing awful about these two things, Debbie.” She patted Debbie’s thigh. “Remember your Mom and dad met at the bank where they both used to work, see where they are today. It’s not a problem if you deeply love someone.”

Debbie looked on and grandma Alice continued, “your grandpa was fourteen years older than me and we had a good marriage before he went to be with the Lord four years ago. I think it’s about how you feel. Age is just a number. Give it time, you’ll be sure in due course, if you want to be with him or not.”

“Thanks grandma,” she hugged her. “I think that’s what I will do.”

“You are always welcome.” She hugged her back. “Now, let’s go get lunch. I am sure Raphael would have gotten it ready by now.”

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In the evening of that same day, Colin and Becky sat before Rev’d. Oliver for their first pre-marriage class.

“As I already told you, the major topics we are going to look into are the following.” Oliver looked up at Colin and Becky’s faces. “The marriage covenant, Love in marriage,” the pastor read out the topics to them. “Pillars of marriage, Managing finances, Managing in-laws, Meeting each other’s sexual needs, Building strong family and lastly, Boundaries in marriage.”

Becky and Colin wrote in their notebooks, which the Rev’d had instructed them to always bring along with them.

“You can see that these are eight broad topics,” Revd Oliver explained. “But some of them have subtopics, that’s why they all total to twenty-two areas that we are going to treat.”

The intending couple exchanged looks and nodded.

“For today,” he moved to the edge of his chair. “We are going to pray for the most part. We are going to thank God for your relationship and also commit the big step you are about to take into God’s hands.”

“Yes sir,” Becky said and dropped her notebook and pen on the desk. “Now, let’s be on our feet as we give thanks to God.”

The three of them stood up to pray. They prayed for half an hour before they sat down for the lecture.

The first lecture was about the marriage covenant. They asked him questions after he gave a thirty minutes lecture and he answered them all.

At the end of the two hours allocated to them, Rev’d Oliver said, “I will be expecting you again next week. God bless you.”

“And you too, Reverend,” Colin said.

“My lines are open every time,” the pastor said again. “You can call me at any time to ask me any questions.” He told them before them they left.

“Wow,” Colin exclaimed in the car. “I like the teaching and especially his teaching method.”

“Yeah,” Becky nodded. “I like it too.”

“So what do you have lined up for the weekend?” he asked and started the car engine.

“I’m taking my bridesmaids to the dressmaker to have their measurements taken and I will have a meeting with the wedding Planner. I think that’s all I have planned for this weekend.”

“That’s okay,” he backed out of the church premises. “Can we still make out time for the fundraiser on Sunday?”

“Yes,” she nodded. “Sure, we’ll go.”