It was not only irritating to be in the same room as him but also infuriating. Everytime I saw his face, an image of him kissing Isadora haunted me. I was pissed at him, and maybe more at me because of being so affected by them kissing. It shouldn't have mattered. It simply shouldn't! I shouldn't have been feeling this way. The feeling of having tears almost clog your gut, the feeling where your body could topple over at any moment, the feeling where gravity wins and your heart lunges into the abyss. It wasn't heartbreak but at the same time I wouldn't say my heart was okay, that I was okay."You can take the bed, I'll take the couch,"he said the moment we stepped into the room.It was better that way, the room itself looked exquisite with a king sized bed downing the room, paintings of the countryside hung around, curtains pure white and light, and the breeze from the balcony, so rich that I could smell the fresh earth. I dropped my bags on the floor, wandering off to the bathroom.
Watching her last night walking around wrapped in nothing but a towel was pure torture. She was so oblivious of how tempting she was at the moment. I stared at my laptop trying to keep up with the sales report but who was I kidding, I couldn't focus. Not with her long legs visible to my eyes, not with the wild thoughts that ran in my head, thoughts of grabbing her and taking off the flimsy towel from her body and making ooh sweet... sweet love to her.I stood up leaving the room and heading to the shower to take one cold bath. It wasn't just a mere bath, it was a good five minutes of stroking my length until I decided that this wasn't healthy. Having absurd thoughts about her wasn't healthy for me. When I got out of the bathroom, she was already getting under the covers and I took some of the blankets from the closet going to the small couch to rest."Dang it!" I groaned inaudibly. Sleeping on that couch was like forcing a llama to sleep on a manger, not to mention, it felt like I cou
Fresh air, the feeling of branches snapping underneath our feet, birds chattering, the warm winter breeze hitting my face. I could stay here forever enjoying the outdoors yet no matter how much I tried to focus on the mission, my thoughts went back to him. To how close we were in the morning, to how beautiful he looked in the morning with his hair all over the place and his chest-ooh that fine fine chest. When people talked about love, I had always said that the only love that existed was the one between families. That in absolutely no way would your heart beat rapidly when you saw your significant other, that in no way would you think about someone 24/7 or get butterflies in your stomach whenever you saw him or even get goosebumps whenever you touched.Yet... I was thinking about him 24/7. God forbid, even now I was still thinking about him. Whenever I thought about him, it was a whirlwind of emotions inside of my heart. I hated him for making me be his pretend girlfriend but I a
Terrified, that was one way to put how I felt at the moment. My hands were covered in blood as Niklaus tried to keep himself together. In one way or another, I knew I had to remove the clasped metal from his foot. If I didn't do that then in a couple of minutes he would bleed to death."I'm going to do this and you have to be strong, Nick",I said nervously and he nodded in pain, his head falling back.In one, two and three my hands were on both side of the trap pulling hard as I could."I'm gonna need you to pull out your leg, Niklaus. As fast as I open this, I need you to pull your leg out, please", I strained feeling tears fall down my cheek.Frankly I didn't know why I was crying, all I knew was with the state of helplessness I was in, with Niklaus bleeding and us being in the eerie darkness ignited emotions of sadness and fear. He was going to die because of me.I pulled the dang rusty metal with all my might and I felt Niklaus slowly lift his leg from it's clutches. As immediate
It was already ten minutes since I had asked the nurse to bring Eleanor in. I was worried without a doubt, back there she seemed terrified of my blood, of seeing me in that situation and like a helpless guy I had let her go through all that.The machines beeping around me like an old grandfather clock ticking, did nothing to calm my nerves. When the door opened and a distraught Eleanor walked in, I sighed feeling relieved that she escaped with only a scratch on her forehead."Hey. H-how's your leg doing?" She asked trying to hide the tears at the brink of her eyes."Bad news is, I can walk again",I joked but her face was still as stern as ever."Niklaus you could have died! There was a lot of blood, you were struggling to breath. I thought-I thought you would die because of me""It wasn't your fault, I went out to search for you remember?""Yeah but still...you shouldn't have done that. You should have waited for Murray and the rest of the guys""What and risk Isadora finding out I di
"What do you want to do today?",she asked and with a bored look I mentally groaned,'Stay in bed all day doing nothing'"Breakfast would be nice",I gestured, slowly getting up and resting my back against the head board.Never in my life had I been this pampered. Breakfast in bed, watching movies in bed, lunch in bed, taking strolls outside the garden and ironically bedtime stories with her. The first few weeks were great, learning something new about her everyday, getting to know her passions, mastering her intoxicating smell because she was always so near me.We took strolls in the garden often and she expressed her love for lilies. When I asked her why she didn't like roses like most women did, she fired back that she wasn't like other women something I had to firmly agree with. Her favorite flowers were the tiger lilies which she claimed had a sweet scent that simply made her drawn to them unlike the white lilies and the day lilies.'You know it's good once in a while to enjoy some
"All set?" I asked once we got in the car. Mrs Jenna had visited and I was actually happy to see her. She surprised me when she said that she only found out about Niklaus' accident today. Ofcourse I knew Nick liked to keep things to himself, loved to be isolated but for God's sake Mrs Jenna was his mother and she deserved to know about his accident.Regardless for the few weeks I had spent with him, things between us were- I would say good. Underneath that grumpy cold gorgeous exterior, deep down Niklaus was a big softie like a giant teddy bear I wanted to squeeze in my arms forever. I know it was pathetic of me, pathetic to even dream that he would look at me the same way he did Isadora, but a girl could only hope, right?I could only hope that watching movies together while cuddling, taking afternoon strolls in the garden while laughing at anything that came to mind, stargazing while we camped just outside the house...that somehow he had the same warm fuzzy feelings in his heart li
"Everything is all set, Sir",the manager of the 7 Mirrors Restaurant peered at me and I showed my gratitude with just a mere nod.I had rented the whole restaurant to ourselves, to be alone with her for the entire night. I looked around feeling as if everything would be too much for her. For example the ensemble playing classical music, was it too much? Or was the food too much?Courtesy of the chef, on our table adorned in white petals were different cuisines like Kobe Beef, almas beluga caviar and black truffle brie Cheese served on a gold flake-infused corn tortilla, there was also chicken adobo over steamed rice coupled with soy-vinegar dipping sauce on the side with some chopped up garlic and chilli, I had also gone to a large extent as to order the chef to prepare some Thai cuisines like Yam Pla Dook Foo which was fried catfish with green mango salad.In a way, I wanted to see her smile while her eyes widened at the different flavors all in one table. One thing that Eleanor coul