Chapter 93: Let's Cuddle

ISABEL.

Mavis would be coming for me, and I know I must act quickly to ensure Eric's safety. I knew I could face him but I didn't want to bring Eric any trouble.

I left my cell phone behind and walked out to Eric's room immediately.

I gently rapped my knuckles twice against his door, my nerves on edge. When no answer came, I felt I was at the wrong door but as soon as I turned to leave, I was halted by the sound of the door being unlocked from within. Eric's weary face appeared before me.

"Hey, Isabel," He said. "I hope there's nothing wrong?"

"Something is wrong," I said.

Eric’s eyes widened with concern. “Isabel, you shouldn’t be dealing with your troubles alone. I’m here for you. Tell me what’s going on.”

"I want to tell you something about him,"

"Him? Who's him?" He asked stepping out of his room to hold my hand.

"It’s Mavis. I need to tell you about something he’s done," I responded with a solemn expression.

Eric’s hand on my shoulder offered a small measure of solace. “Who is Mavis? And what does he want?” He inquired gently. I inhaled, “He’s the man who left me for another, he's coming for me, Eric. He’s tracked me down.”

"How could he do that?" Eric’s brow furrowed in confusion. "That’s impossible."

“I have something of his with me. It's an identity card, I stole it from him too umm... Like a payback for what he did to me. It’s different from any card I’ve ever seen. He used it to track me," I replied with a nod.

“I won’t let him hurt you, Isabel. Not while I’m here to protect you. He’ll face a reckoning for threatening you, that much I promise. Or, they'll be a fight.” Eric’s voice rang with unwavering conviction, his gaze burning with defiance.

"Eric, I appreciate your bravery, but he’s not just any man. He... he is,..." I paused and licked my lips. "You won’t understand. I can’t risk your safety for my sake,” I pleaded.

Eric shook his head, his jaw set with determination. “I’m not backing down from this fight, Isabel. Whatever it takes, I’ll keep you safe from him. You deserve that.”

I swallowed hard, knowing that the truth of Mavis’ lineage had to be revealed for Eric to truly understand the gravity of our situation.

"Thank you, Eric. I'm not scared of him, I'm only scared of dragging you into my mess," I don't want him to hurt you. So, I just want to go back to my house, this night."

“Eric smiled, "He won’t hurt me and there's no mess anywhere. He got what he wanted, he should deal with it and stay away from you. He’ll pay for threatening you. And, you are not going back to your house this night, you are safe here. Understood?"

I couldn’t help but feel guilty for not revealing the truth about Mavis’ identity. Eric believed him to be just another man, but I knew that he was the son of the very same man Eric admired.

"Come closer," Eric's voice suddenly took on a different tone, one that sounded sensual.

I felt myself drawn to him like a moth to a flame. His presence in his pajamas exuded a magnetic warmth and charm that was impossible to resist.

Gently, I inched towards him, our bodies gradually edging closer. My breasts grazed against his chest through the thin fabric of my nightwear, sending a tingle of awareness down my spine.

Eric’s gaze locked onto mine, his expression brimming with a mixture of concern and desire. "Stay close, Isabel. Let me protect you."

I held his hand, "I know you want to protect me and I'm grateful for your concern. Thank you, Eric,"

He smiled softly, "Isabel, I find it difficult to control myself when we're together. There's something that seems to drive me crazy when I'm with you."

I had no response for him other than watching in silence, my eyes traced his frame, and I found myself bewitched by his cuteness and irresistible charm.

The mesmerizing enchantment of his gaze bounded me. I heard myself whisper two words to him, "Kiss me."

Eric's lips, tantalizingly close, parted slightly, revealing a glimmer of white teeth. The subtle movement sent a shiver down my spine, as though every fiber of her being yearned for the contact.

"You may not be a temptress, but your allure is undeniable," Eric whispered into my ear. The warmth of his hands spread across my shoulders, gliding down the supple contours of my back, sending an electric tingle throughout my body.

Lifting my head to his face, he got hold of my lips and started to suck on it mildly. As Eric's tongue worked on mine, his kisses set my body alight with a fiery warmth.

The embers of desire fanned into flames, consuming my senses. He paused, and I felt his hands roam across my skin, arousing my nerves with their gentle touch.

Raising my face to his, my gaze met his smoldering stare. This felt right, it was just what we needed to cool off. Our lips were drawn to each other's again irresistibility. His tender kiss teased and coaxed my own, drawing me deeper into his intoxicating spell.

As Eric's touch set my senses ablaze, a thought echoed in the recesses of my mind, persistently. Mavis and the troubles he presented lingered in my mind, threatening to disrupt the tender moment.

What if my presence in Eric's house brought him trouble? What if Mavis out of anger arrived and hurt Eric?

My conscience stirred, urging me to reveal the truth of who Mavis really was, yet the sweetness of his kiss held me captive.

As Eric uttered the words "Can I cuddle you all night?" His question unexpectedly threw me off guard. I offered a timid nod in response, uncertain of what to make of this intimate request.

With a swift movement, he lifted me in his arms and guided me into his room, his intentions clear and unmistakable.

As he dropped me to the bed, I could sense that the night was about to take a sensual turn. He would most likely eat me up.