She drives me crazy

Mateo's POV

She drives me crazy almost all the time. I find myself being so concerned about her and wanting to be her savior at all times.

I was in my office going through some documents when I recalled how I was polishing her nails yesterday. Remembering that moment only made me crave her presence.

I tried to focus on my work but images of her somehow ended up appearing in my head, even if I tried so hard to get it out of my head.

Eventually, I left my workplace and located the mall we usually go to for shopping. When I got into my car, I did have second thoughts about going or not. I was indecisive at that moment but I found myself starting the engine and leaving my office premises.

Upon reaching the mall, I saw my housemate facing someone, which made me confused for a moment. I thought she came with her daughter but she seemed to be talking to.

As I was interested in what she was doing, I walked closer to where she stayed. Fortunately, I showed up at the right time because I soon noticed that she wasn't talking to just anyone.

It all felt like it was the wrong time for all that was happening. I mean, her ex-husband was the man I saw before her when I reached behind her. Why did he have to appear by this time?

I hated the sight of him even though I didn't know the sole reason. Was it because I loathed his father or because of what he did to Evelyn?

I burned inside as I watched what happened between Evelyn and her ex-husband's new wife. Thank God, I had control over my intrusive thoughts. When I saw that Nathan's new wife was going to slap my Evelyn, I had to interfere.

I wish I could push her to the ground and hurt her for wanting to do something to my Evelyn. I then faced Nathan because I was disappointed in him for just watching his wife misbehave without interfering.

Now, Evelyn is asking what relation I have with Nathan because Nathan called my name earlier in the mall.

I don't know why I am scared of telling her that I am her ex-husband's stepfamily and that we are somehow related. I am ashamed of the position I attained in her life.

Of course, there is nothing going on between us, but I do not know. I do not know why I feel this way.

Just while I am thinking of what to say and what my response will be, she places her hand on my chin, making me lose control of what I have in mind. Her touch is tingling and cute.

I do not know what expression my face is displaying but I am falling weak to her touch on my face. Why is she always messing with my head? Why is she always in my head? Why do I care so much? Why? Why am I scared to tell her that I am related to her ex-husband? Why am I so scared?

I want answers but I like what she is doing to me. She does a lot of things that distract me subconsciously but I haven't notified her to stop because I do not want her to.

I like polishing her nails and doing a lot of things with her. Even though I'm her boss, I do not mind stooping low to do some things for her.

I want more. Looking into her brown bewitching eyes, I wonder to myself what it will be like to have more. I love her touch, and I want more, but I do not know what more I want.

I pin her down by making her rest against the car door beside her. “Godfather?” Chloe seems concerned about what is going on between her Mom and I.

“Your Mom is fine,” I assure her and bring my hand to Evelyn's chin, staring at her. Her expression is hard to read but I am not doing any of this because I want to know what she is thinking. I am doing it because I want more. Of course, not in front of Chloe but…

“I'm sorry,” she apologizes as she looks up at me.

“Sorry?” I go closer, holding her hand by entangling my fingers with her fingers.

Her eyes are now deeply looking into mine. I like the tension between us because it kind of makes her obedient and she just does whatever I tell her to.

“You told me not to touch your…b-beard since I'm not p-p-privileged to,” she stammers.

“Why did you still?”

“I just like it,” she pouts.

“Hmm,” I push my actions by leaning so close to her but it is at this point that I know that I have gone way far because the atmosphere is becoming more tense and stuffy.

I lick my lower lip in response to her eyes on my face and then my lips, my face, and then my lips.

This moment brought the memory of what happened between us the first time we met each other. I suddenly begin to reminisce about the kiss and how good of a kisser she is.

Our eyes have gotten locked several times, but this time, it is so intense. I feel so excited about something I do not know about. My whole body was feeling excited and looking into her eyes made me feel this way.

When someone is overwhelmed by whatever feeling they are experiencing, they feel the urge to make noise, but at this moment, I do not want to make any noise; I want to kiss her lips and experience the sensation I felt back then.

However, after looking intently into her eyes, I came back to my mind because I recall how she reacted after the kiss we shared years ago.

“Nathan is a friend, more like an acquaintance and I don't see him as a friend anymore after what he did to you. And you are allowed to touch my…beard whenever you want to.”

“Really?” Her face brightens up as if I had turned on the light in a dark room. Her smile is so bright and beautiful.

Just while I am pulling myself back, I find myself falling on her soft, cute body, and she groans the next moment.

“Mommy? Godfather?”

Oh, my God, Chloe is involved. I hope she does not think I hurt her Mom.