Chapter 4

Ariel:-

It's 11:00 am in morning and I can't believe I woke up this late. Gosh! I’ve got a meeting with a client at 12:00 pm. I slid out of the bed and took a quick shower, wrapped myself in the towel and walked out of the bathroom. I was going towards my walk-in closet when there was a knock on my front door. I thought it would be Giselle, therefore, without even thinking I opened the door and let out a gasp of surprise only to be met by the love or should I say the childhood crush of my life, Ian himself, looking handsome as always more in person rather than in the magazine. Oh my! my ovaries are gonna burst because the pictures don't do him justice. I didn't realize I was staring at him for what felt like hours until I heard Ian talk and I gasped in surprise and held my towel tightly.

  "Hey, Angel. Long time, no, see? By the way, aren't you gonna invite me in? Well, to be honest, I don't mind admiring your curvy and sexy body hiding underneath the small towel, I was hoping to find out what's underneath it. Will you let your future husband see what's his?" Ian asked in a low husky voice, his eyes full of lust. At that moment, I remembered that I'm still standing wrapped in only my small towel that barely hides my ass or covers the cleavage. I wrapped it around me even tighter, not wanting to slip a little more. I blushed when I saw Ian still looking me up and down with lust and desire, like he just wants to pin me against the wall and have his way with me.

  "And she blushes how cute." Ian teased with a sexy smirk on his face and stepped forward.

  "What are you doing here?" I asked rudely, while backing away because his gaze was predatory. He entered my apartment and shut the door behind with his leg without taking his eyes off me.

  "Well, that's not the best way to greet your soon-to-be husband. To be honest, I was hoping for a kiss on my lips and by the way, do you always open the door wearing this small towel?" he asked in an angry possessive tone.

  "Well for one. I am not gonna be your wife because I haven't said yes, second why would I kiss you when you made it clear years ago that I am like a sister to you, remember? And lastly, that's none of your business how I open my door, okay? Now would you please do me the honor of going back from wherever you came from Mr.Sinclair." I hissed in anger, but instead of doing what I asked him to do he pushed me against the wall and caged me in with his muscular hot body. He grabbed me by my waist and crushed his body with mine until I felt his member poking my stomach, which not to mention was so rock hard that I can feel him through the fabric of his pants. The next thing I know he smashed his mouth over mine and pulled me in for a deep kiss, it was a hard and fierce kiss to tell me how turned on he is and how much he wants me. He bit my lower lip, asking for the entrance of his tongue and I yelped in pain, opening my mouth and gave him the entrance he was seeking for. I didn't even realize when I wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him back. We were kissing for I don't know how long and break the kiss apart breathing heavily. All of a sudden, I realized what just happened and stood frozen.

  "Well, now for one we are past that brother and sister or blah blah whatever that is called after this amazing kiss In which you were an equal participant and secondly you will say "Yes" because I know you still have got feelings for me and if you don't believe it then this kiss we shared proved it and lastly everything is my business since you are gonna be my wife." Ian said the last sentence in a stern tone.

  "This kiss won't happen again that was just a mistake and yes I may still have feelings for you, but that doesn't mean I am gonna marry a playboy who has slept with I don't know how many whores out there." I snapped with pure anger in my voice and pushed him away with as much strength I have got.

  "Trust me, Angel. You are gonna marry this playboy. I will make sure of it." Ian said and handed me a pink roses bouquet and my favorite chocolates. I can't believe after all these years he still remembers that I love them.

  "So, now let's forget all this shit for once and tell me how have you been, Angel?" he asked, settling down on my couch in the living room like he owns it.

  "Wow, you really have the guts to barge into my life after all these years and ask me how am I doing? You even didn't contact me once after you left without even saying goodbye. Was it that hard?" I asked, furiously and glared daggers at him.

  "I don't wanna talk about that. Let's have lunch today like old times. What do you say?" Ian asked, ignoring my question like I didn't even ask it.

  "I can't. I have a meeting with a client and will you please go now, I have to get ready for that meeting. I am already super late and I don't want to keep my clients waiting." I replied, rejecting his offer.

  "Well, I will go now, but we will meet again, Angel and when we meet again I am going to ask what do you do for a living and all. Let me guess, you are a software engineer, since you were a computer geek back then." Ian replied and kissed me on my cheek. He walked away and I heard the front door slammed shut which let me know that he's gone. I was still lost in my thoughts thinking about that kiss we shared. Suddenly, I remembered about the meeting. I put the flowers in my kitchen vase in a hurry and placed the chocolate on the kitchen counter and took out a minute of my time to eat one. I smiled while thinking he still remembers my favorites. I went into my room to get ready and left for the meeting.