Christian
She slides her hand out of my grip. My heart winces and I try to reconcile myself. She's not wrong either.
"I hope you'll value my self-esteem. Whenever I look at this apartment, I feel like I have done something in my life without any help from my friends and family. I just want to feel it forever. Don't snatch it from me," she says.
"I totally value it. But—"
"Have you freshened up?" She interrupted, clearing her throat and cleaning the counter. "I'll serve the dinner"
"I'm done," I said. "Want me to help?"
"No. You must be tired. Kane told me about the excessive
IvannaI watch Christian fast asleep, half-laid on me, his arm draping my waist and his head positioned on my upper breast. I have been watching him for straight ten minutes so I can get out of his grip once he moves. But he doesn't move. Everytime he wiggles, he tightens his grip around me more.He's not going to leave me even if I sleep.What's this man?I can't understand him.I let out a deep sigh and take a look at the clock.It's already six past ten and I need to make breakfast for him, only if he allows me to get up.
IvannaIt shocks me since he never did this. An outhouse will be the pettiest thing for him to get but he denied straight. I keep gawking at him, not because I want that outhouse truly.His stern eyes abruptly come on me, wriggling into the cosy ones with a smile."Stop pulling my leg", he snickers, walking towards me. So, he knows I'm teasing him."Huh! What about you? You do it all the day", I groan, walking back to the villa as he follows me."So, you're playing tit for tat with me, huh?" I can hear him cracking up. Turning around, I throw him a strong glare and walk inside.
IvannaI hear Christian's phone buzzing but my mouth is perfectly sealed with his one. I can't speak, nor can I drive him away. The spell of his warm tongue captivates my entire body every time he kisses me. This is the maximum I can give to him, maybe not more than this.Maybe, I can when he will trick me with his lusty actions and I won't have another choice except to give in to him. But I know he'll never do such things. That's why he stopped immediately when I asked him to. This gesture of him pulls me closer to him again and I can't help kissing him my heart out.Our tongues fight inside and I don't remember for how long we have been kissing. It's been a while. He doesn't leave me and the buzz of his phone disturbs me.
Christian "Didn't you get my message? I told you not to come here," Ivanna snaps, bringing her face near my neck. "I got it" "Then?" "Then? I thought you might want me to show up. Otherwise, you wouldn't text me the opposite," I grin, riding slowly near the highway. "Huh! No. Why would I want you to show up here? To create a mess for me?" Her voice is sharp yet I'm enjoying it. "Did I create a mess? See what I have turned into for you," I say. "I can see it. And you look young now," she cracks up as I wiggle
Christian "Are you sure you want ice cream because you're hungry?" I groan when she comes to me with two bars of ice cream. "Yeah. Don't you think I can cool down my stomach with it?" She giggles as we find a peaceful place at the corner of the carnival. She sits under a banyan tree and tells me to sit down next to her. I don't dare to deny and sit on the grass, cross-legged. She hands me mine and starts taking big bites of her ice cream, her lips slightly covered with the vanilla cream which makes her look no less than a kid. I laugh silently as her eyes come upon me. She scans my hand and frowns. "Your ice cream is gonna melt"
ChristianHalf of our day is spent in the carnival and she's not satisfied with it yet. She buys sundresses, t-shirts, ear pins, hats and I don't remember half of the things which she can easily get from home itself. But Ivanna is Ivanna. Her life is more vibrant than I can ever think of. The moment I think I have known her better, she comes up with some shades of colours I have never seen in my life. My life is formal like black and white. Her life is vibrant with a million tints which makes me go crazier for her with every passing second.We walk towards the exit where I carry almost eighty per cent of my stuff. Even though Colton tried to take them, Ivanna came up with her million-dollar taunt, "Is Colton my husband or you?"I don't know if she's teaching me a good lesson
IvannaMy eyes freeze on the view as my sanity takes me back to the moment. The night, the place, the words I spoke, the words he spoke, the feeling I had, crumble inside me again as I take my step back, holding the seat of the motorbike behind me."What happened? Let's go," Christian holds my arm but I immediately slide it away, gaping at him."Not here. Can we leave?" My voice shakes."Why? I heard this is the finest club in Texas""I'm tired," I lie."That's why we are here. To relax," he steps closer to me and tucks my hair behind my ear.
Ivanna"Ch— Chris," I immediately grab his arm and pull him back towards me as he gazes at the guy, his jaw clenching and his arms stiffening."Hey, duh! There's nothing to be serious about," the blonde-haired guy chuckles.Christian says nothing, only glares at him with his dark eyes. My heart throbs faster than any other day as I grab his shoulder with another hand nervously. I know the outcomes of his silent glare."Christian, please come here. Leave it," I whisper.I can see the guy gulping down and stepping backwards and I just want him to leave as soon as possible.