>>> Amora >>>
He continued kissing me and l don’t even know how to respond.
His hands touched my cheeks as he looked into my eyes..
“Thank you..”,it was nearly a whisper.
I frown staring at him and I have him a playful slap.
“if you were really fit I would have slapped you more hard”
a husky laugh, “What’s up with you?”
“Do you obviously think I’m like those girls you kiss anyhow huh. Well Mister man you are so wrong. I thought you passed out?”
“Yea… I did”
“But then you were able to get the strength to kiss me”
“No… no I thought…”
“You thought l was your girlfriend.. Don’t ever dare kiss me again or else I will make you forget your first name”
I clenched my fists at my side’s as anger rushed through me. I don’t know why I’m so upset but now I think I know. I’m upset at his words.
l grabbed the shirt of his collar as l heard someone clearing his throat. I looked up and it was a man.
He was in his late twenties I guess.
“Let go home… sir”,he said politely and I realise he was talking to Ryan.
“Okay…”,he said as the man entered into the car.
“I’m really sorry for saying those words but please let me drop you home”
“l said no”
“Fine… “,he snap back as he tried getting up but he falls again.
He was still weak.
“Are you okay?”
“No…”,he whispered as his breathing changes.
“Come on just relax”,as l pat his back.
The buzz of my phone distract me and l looked on my screen and it’s was my mom.
“Dear I had an emergency at the hospital. Won’t be back after a week?”
I hang up as he looked at me.
“l think you should go home. Your situation is getting worse”
“No one is at home to take care of me…”
“They are all busy”,he said as he walked towards his car.
l have him his back as l gave a faint smile.
“Maybe I could take care if you”,l said it whispering.
I’m sure he didn’t hear me.
“Really…. ? That’s nice of you”,he said excitedly as l watched his beautiful smile.
l hop into his car as we drove to his house.
l thank God my mom won’t be with me for a whole week.
She is a nurse and since I was a kid she had never had this thing for me. What do we even call it. Erm “parental attention” for me.
She always used work as an excuse just to shut me out.
Whenever I ask her about my dad she will either say, “Since he doesn’t give a f..k about us,Why even bother to ask about him”
Every evening I put my ear close to the door just to hear her crying. She always cry for him.
“Finally … I’m home”, He said distracting me.
His house was really cool and magnificent.
l walked to the hall and it’s really big. His bedroom was much bigger and his bed was huge.
“Welcome to my home…”
“Sure.. it’s really big”
“Yea… I know and it’s all mine”
“What did you say?”
“l said this house is mine..”
I’m going to take my bath”
l replied to him as he run to the bathroom.
l walked around the house looking for the kitchen and finally I found it.
l saw the maids busy doing.
“What can I get you,madam”,one of them asked.
“l want some soup…”,l answered as I was serve immediately.
I took the tray of food and went up to his room.
I sat on the couch waiting for him and right there l saw him out of the bathroom.
His hair was wet… Towel wrapped around his waist and his abs are really amazing.
“l brought you some soup. ”
“I’m not eating anything”
“Come on you have to eat something to be strong”
“l don’t want to…”,.
“Okay fine but let me dress up”
He left me as l walked around the room staring at his pictures.
He looks so adorable in them.
l saw one and it was his whole family. I looked behind and l saw his sis.
She is so beautiful.
“So are you going to stand all day in your uniform”,as he walked towards me.
“Yea…. I think so”
“That’s my sis”,he points out.
“She is pretty”
“Yea and also troublesome too but you are more beautiful than she is”
“I didn’t hear that”
“I know you did hear me perfectly”
“Com’mon drink your soup or else it will get cold”
l watched him as he went to his seat as he drank the whole soup.
l took.the plate back to the kitchen. The moment I returned. He was in his bed.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting undressed?” he says, stating the obvious.
“I mean, why?”
Even though part of me is dying to feel his hands on me again.
“Well, I am not sleeping in skinny jeans and shirt,” he half laughs.
His hand sweeps the hair off his forehead.
He pulls his shirt over his head, and I can’t look away.
He tosses the T-shirt at me, but I don’t catch it, letting it fall to the ground. I raise one eyebrow at him and he smiles.
“You can sleep in that. I assume you won’t want to sleep in just your underwear. But of course, I am perfectly fine with it if you even sleep naked”
I can’t sleep in his T-shirt, I will feel too naked.
“I’m fine sleeping in this,” I tell him
He eyes my outfit. He hasn’t made a single rude comment.
“Fine. if you want to be uncomfortable, go ahead.”
He moves toward the bed in only his boxers and begins to toss the decorative pillows onto the floor.
Groaning, I gather the pillows and stuff them into the chest.
He crosses his arms behind his head, smiling at me.
“You’re not going to whine about sleeping in the bed with me, are you?” he asks, and I roll my eyes.
I actually wasn’t going to. I know it’s wrong, but I want to sleep in the bed with Ryan more than I think I have ever wanted anything. I don’t even know why.
“No, and besides I have been waiting for you to ask my name but you didn’t”
“Because I don’t need to. I already have a name to call you”
l laughed, ” And what’s that?”
“sugar….”,he said as l laugh out more.
“Okay.. .. I’m Amora”
I climb onto the bed and scoot to the edge, as far away from Ryan’s body as I can. Any farther and I’ll fall off. I hear him chuckle and I roll over on my side to face him.
“What is so funny?”
“Nothing,” he lies, and bites his lip trying not to laugh.
“You’ve never slept in a bed with a guy before, have you?”
He rolls onto his side and moves a little closer to me.
“No,” I simply answer, and his smile grows.
We are only a couple of feet apart, and before I know what I’m doing, my hand reaches out and pokes the little dimple on his cheek.
His eyes dart to mine in surprise. I start to pull my hand away, but he grabs it and puts it back against his cheek, then moves it up and down his cheek slowly.
He moves my hand down to his neck and my fingertips trace on his neck.
He watches me carefully but doesn’t stop me.
He lets go of my hand but wraps his fingers around my wrist and closes the gap between us. I am hot and heated aswell. I need to cool down or I will start sweating soon.
“Can l turn the fan on?” I asked.
“If you are hot, why don’t you change out of those heavy clothes; that skirt looks itchy
l climb out of bed.
“Where are you going?” he slurs, his voice panicked.
“To change,” I say, and walk over to grab his T-shirt from the floor.
“Now turn around and don’t peep.” I put my hands on my hips.
“What do you mean, ‘no’?”
“I won’t turn around. I want to see you.”
But I just smile, shake my head, and turn the light off.
Ryan whines, and I smile to myself as I unzip my clothes. It pools at my feet when another light clicks on.
What the Hell….
To be continued