3. Dinner
"The Governor is here," Michonne said later the next day.
It was late in the afternoon, and Michonne had stayed in bed with me for most of it.
"May I come in?" The Governor said when I got to the floor door.
"Sure," I said opening the door.
"I thought I check you. I noticed you had not been out all day," The Governor said looking into my eyes.
"Michonne and I were just resting," I said looking over at her.
"Good. You look more refreshed today," he smiles slyly.
"I am, thank you," I said feeling tension going on the room. Was it because Michonne could not stand him?
"Well, would you girls like to join me for dinner? I am having bbq. We slaughtered some pigs this morning," he said placing his hand on the lower part of my back.
"We would love too," I smiled.
"Not me," Michonne responded coldly.
"So just us then?"
"Yeah.. let me get my shoes on," I said walking into the next room.
"You bring her back with one hair out of place, I'll kill you," I heard Michonne say to the Governor.
"You've got me all wrong, I only want to make Andrea feel welcome here," he said calmly.
"We should go. Michonne, I'll be back soon," I said taking the Governor's hand when he offered it.
Was she jealous? Why did she not say anything? If she asked not to go I wouldn't. Even if that would be rude.
The Governor and walked hand in hand to his apartment.
The table was set for two, and there was more food than I could imagine.
"I figured Michonne would not come," the Governor said as I stared at the table. It was like he was reading my mind.
"Governor," I said taking a drink of the glass on the table. It was filled with Whiskey.
"Please, call me Philip. I am not on the clock," he grinned.
"I thought you did not tell your real name."
"Well, you are not just anyone. You are special," he said handing me a plate that was filled with food.
I smiled remembering a guy I used to date name John. He never let me order my food on dates. Ofcourse this was not a date. Was it?
"Thank you. This food is amazing. But you should have had Rowan join us,"I said looking over at him.
"Why?"
"Well, I just thought you two were an item," I said picking up my fork.
"No, she only a friend. I prefer blondes," he smiled again.
Suddenly being in this room alone with him did not seem like such a good idea. That was clearly a come on.
"Well, she is smitten with you," I said calmly. Then I took another drink of whiskey. As soon as I was done eating I leave. I sure it was innocent,but I did not feel comfortable. I had assumed there would be other people here. Atleast Rowan or Milton.
"A lot of girls get crushes on me. They like me for my title and power," he bragged.
"Well you are charming," I said looking down at my empty plate. I had not eaten this fast in my life.
There was no reason to be scared, I reasoned with myself. So Philip might be flirting. He would not make you do anything you did not want. He was a good man afterrall.
"Thank you. I have looking for the right woman to come along," he said filling my glass up again.
"I am sure she will," I said taking another drink. I needed to slow down with the alcohol, I decided feeling a bit light-headed.
"So how long has it been?"
"What?" I said looking annoyed. Was he actually asking how long ago it was since I had sex? There were certain lines you did not cross. Not with a stranger, I thought.
"Since you have had whiskey this good," he said softly.
"Oh...well not since before all the madness. My boyfriend John loved whiskey. Ofcourse he loved scotch too," I replied.
"Sounds like he had good taste," Philip said moving closer to me. He hands were on my shoulder, and he was standing behind the chair. He was almost hovering over me.
"Thank you, but I should probably get going. Michonne will get lonely," I said getting up from the chair. I knew it sounded lame. Philip had no way of knowing how complicated my relationship with Michonne was, but I did not have to answer to him.
"Michonne is a big girl. Stay and have another drink," he offered.
"I would but the curfew will be coming up soon," I said looking at him.
"You can stay here tonight," Philip said his lips pressed against my neck.
Now, I knew he was coming on to me. How could I let him down easy? I did not want to offend someone who had been so kind to us.
His hands were now reaching for the snaps of my jeans. I knew what was going on in his mind.
"I am not ready," I pleaded looking into those blue eyes.
"I understand. A woman like you would not just hook up with someone she just meet. You can have all the time you need to get know me," he said softly kissing my cheek.
"Yes, I need more time," I said unable to move from his embrace.
"Don't take to long. I am not a patient man," he smirked.
"Will you walk me home?"
"Ofcourse," Philip said in his soft southern voice. He was a beautiful man, but not for me. I was already falling for my best friend. And that was all I could think about.
"I have decided to stay with Michonne. So I won't be needing another apartment," I told him as we walked down the street. We were holding hands again, and I knew I have to tell him the truth soon. Perphaps, he understand. I could not help I had these feelings for Michonne. They were confusing even for me.
"Are you sure? It would be no trouble to set you up one. I think there is an empty one close to mine," he said softly.
"Maybe later. Right now Michonne needs me until she adjusts to being here," I said calmly.
Philip looks at me with his blue eyes, and after a moment of slience he accepts this answer.
"You're right. But I'll see you again soon, right?"
"Yes. Tommorrow," I said kissing his cheek softly again.
"Until tommmorrow," he whispers.
"Goodnight Philip," I said going into the apartment before he could try anything else.