Yzabelle.
My phone beeped. And when I checked it, I found out Killian sent me a message.
I was torn between opening it and ignoring it.
Curiosity won.
DID YOU CHECK THE ITEMS? I’M NOT SURE ABOUT YOUR TASTE SO, I BOUGHT THE LATEST IN FASHION. –K
I blinked blankly at the screen of my phone. Instead of answering I checked on the shopping bags. There were a lot of expensive casual clothes and dresses and…
My cheeks burned upon seeing a lot of sets of Victoria's Secret underwear. Not because these were beautiful and lovely, but my head was starting to work wild.
Thinking that he touched all these, and if I wore them, it was nothing different from touching my body!
Just thinking that the fabric that his hand touched, would touch my body too, I was starting to create different scenes in my head. Scenes that I didn’t entertain because it was starting to make me feel a heat was curling in me, down in my body.
I didn’t want to entertain the thoughts of his hand, caressing my legs, up in my tummy and warmly working up to my chest and…
No!
What a dirty mind I had?!
I should not be thinking that way!
I kept on telling myself that it was the fabric that he touched and not my body. But the more I convinced myself, the more my dirty mind would think the other way.
Damn! Was it a day of humiliation? Because I kept on embarrassing myself.
I took a deep breath and tapped a reply on my phone: DID YOU CHOOSE THEM YOURSELF?
He replied so fast: WHY? YOU DON’T LIKE IT?
I stared straight at my phone. How should I answer it?
I couldn’t tell him that these pieces made my head run wild.
THEY'RE BEAUTIFUL. I finally replied.
I’M GLAD YOU LIKED IT. YES, I PICKED EVERYTHING BY MYSELF.
Upon reading his reply, I shut my eyes firmly. His reply didn’t help.
How could I use them thinking that him caressing the soft fabric that would touch my skin and my privates?
YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE BOUGHT ME. I HAVE A LOT IN MY APARTMENT.
I sent him a message, thinking it would lessen the wild thoughts. Maybe if I continue talking, I will forget about it.
YOU CAN’T GET TO YOUR APARTMENT AND I WOULD NOT LET YOU. YOU BETTER USE THEM. IF YOU NEED ANYTHING, TELL ME. —K
I DON’T NEED ANYTHING. I HAVE MY OWN MONEY.
WELL, I WAS JUST TRYING TO BE A GOOD FIANCÉ HERE. —K
AND YOU SAID IT WASN’T OFFICIAL, YET. SO YOU SHOULD NOT BE.
No reply. Instead, there was a loud knock on my door.
“Let’s have dinner. I already prepared the food,” he called outside.
I didn’t move. I actually don’t want to move. I can’t face him. My embarrassment hadn’t alleviated yet
“Come on. It’s good while it’s hot.”
I took a deep breath and started walking to the door. I was still hesitant when I heard him again.
“I promised not to mention about you being jealous. Just come out and have dinner,” he sounded coaxing.
But it didn’t help at all. He just reminded me of how embarrassing I acted a while ago.
“Alright! I am not going to mention it. I promise,” he added. “And I didn’t touch your underwear, so you don’t have to fret about it. I was just kidding a while ago.”
What?!
My eyes widened in shock. I felt like I was hit by a thunderbolt.
Why did he say that? It was as if he could hear my thoughts!
Honestly, I was still skeptical if I should believe what I had in my memory about what happened to my door. But the way he acted and talked, he was actually throwing me into deep confusion.
“Come on, Yzabelle. I’m near my edge. Are you going to come out or I’ll tear off the door?” His voice was threatening.
It already happened. And I didn’t want to repeat it again.
I opened the door and came out. I could tell my face was as red as tomatoes. If it was because of embarrassment or annoyance, I really didn’t know.
He smiled at me and it somehow calmed me down, little by little.
“It’s late for dinner already. Let’s go,”
He stepped towards the kitchen island as if nothing happened. As if he didn’t know he just threw me into embarrassment and confusion.
Damn him!
I followed him and was surprised by what he prepared for dinner.
“Cup noodles?” I asked, confused.
“Why? You didn’t like it? You seem to love them since you had a lot in your cupboard.” He tilted his head, urging me to dig in.
“Yeah, but I thought you only love healthy food,” I countered.
He shrugged his shoulders and started eating. He got some bread too.
“Well, I don’t want to deprive you of eating what makes you feel happy. Having some once in a while isn’t bad at all. So, come on. Just eat.”
I took my fork and slowly started eating. I could not help but smile.
Thinking about the situation, I realized something.
We might always disagree with many things, but Killian managed to adjust to everything, especially if it made me feel good. Given that he was the kind who easily gets irritated, too bossy and such a proud guy, he still managed to adjust for me.
Now, I was near thinking that what he said last time was true—that he wanted us to stay longer together.
“Thank you, Killian,” I could not help but say.
He looked up at me with twitched brows.
“For what? For letting you eat your instant unhealthy foods or for not mentioning your jealousy a while ago?”
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. My eyes shut firmly for a few seconds.
Maybe I should just take back what I just said.
But then, he suddenly chuckled. “Just kidding. You are too serious,”
“I just wanted to correct one thing. I didn’t get jealous. I don’t care if you make good company with other girls in the whole city. Just do whatever you want. I don’t care. I really don’t care at all,” I snapped at him.
But the brute broke into a mischievous smile.
“Yeah, you didn’t sound jealous at all. It’s okay,”
I dropped my fork down the counter. I was about to leave him but he quickly grabbed my wrist.
“I’ll zip my mouth, okay? Just finished your dinner.” He even gestured, zipping his lips while urging me to continue.
But the mischievous smile didn’t leave his lips though.
This devil definitely enjoyed teasing me!