~Norah~
I decided to shrug off the thought and left. I stopped a cab outside and called out the address to him, he asked me to hop in, and I did.
The drive to Liam's place was in total silence, and I hope everything turns out well. Why didn't he make me visit at his office, huh? He often asked me to see him there, but why is today different? The fact that he called me himself still make my body cringe, what is happening?
I wish I could get a heads-up about what is going on. I stared at the window and noticed how beautiful the city was, then it occurred to me that I haven't taken out time to see around the city. Furthermore, I guess I need to make a bucket list after the finals.
The final was something everyone was looking forward to, I want to avoid disappointing anyone, especially myself.
“We are here, ma'am!” The driver spoke, and I diverted my eyes from the window to stare at him.
“Huh!” I whispered and roamed my eyes around, then I scrolled through my phone and found the address sent to me. I stepped out of the car and paid the cab man before he drove away.
Likewise, I glanced around, and my eyes noticed the massive mansions in front of me. The street was quiet and neat, everywhere was damn peaceful, and I was beginning to enjoy the breeze and cold air.
I walked a bit further while peeping at my phone and then at the tag on each house, my eyes caught hold of 'house 15' and I took a deep breath as a certain feeling of nervousness flowed through my veins.
“That's the house, finally here.” I whispered to myself and crossed to the other lane.
I knocked on the gate after getting closer and there was no response at the first knock, I gave a loud knock this time around, and then I heard the sound of footsteps approaching me.
Furthermore, I wiped my sweaty hands and popped my eyes, suddenly the gate went open and a well-built man popped his head and stared at me. “Hey!” I said out of nervousness.
“Miss Norah?” He asked in a rapt tone, and my eyes went wide open and my jaw dropped.
“Did Liam informed him about my coming?” I thought. “Yes! I-”
“Come in, the boss is waiting for you.” He interrupted and opened the gate for me to walk in. I did, and my mouth dropped open instantly, where is this place? I have never seen a building as huge as this, it looks smaller from the outside, but damn, it was terrific.
Likewise, I closed my slightly opened mouth, and walked a bit further while glancing around like a kid. I felt slightly embarrassed, thank heavens no one was watching me.
I got to the door and hesitated for a second before placing a knock on the door. It was as if someone were actually standing by the door, when a girl popped her head and smiled at me. “Miss Norah, welcome,” she stated with a smile plastered on her face, and I arched my brow.
I gave her a light smile which faded immediately and stepped inside, I resist the urge of dropping my mouth wide open again for the second time. But a 'wow' escaped my lips.
“I will be in the kitchen, please feel free.” She uttered and left.
I stood still while admiring the sitting room, the chandelier hangs up above, the beautiful and furniture place and the giant portrait of a woman carrying a basket. Mehn! Is this the kind of life rich people live?
Suddenly, I heard someone cleared his throat behind me, and I felt shivers immediately. I turned slightly and noticed those eyes, cold and beautiful. He was wearing a jean torn around his knee, a blue shirt and his long hair looked different. It was curled and unpacked.
We stared at each other, and I was completely lost on what to say next. I lowered my gaze, then heard him speak. “Won't you take a seat? Or do you prefer standing?” He asked calmly and inserted his hands into his trouser.
Damn! He was looking hotter, I felt a certain feeling erupting from my body, and my heart skipped.
It was as if I were totally dumb, I walked over to his couch and sat on it. I dragged my knees close to myself as I held until my bag tightly.
He smiled a little, which didn't last long, and I blinked my eyes to see if I was just imagining things. Did he just smile?
He moved closer to me and sat on the opposite couch, his eyes staring keenly at me. “Feel free Norah, I know this is a lot to take in, but I'm not going to eat you. Even if I will, not like this.” He whispered and I gasped.
A smirk displayed at the corners of his mouth, and it was so obvious he was having a good time. Is he about to pay me back for what I did the other time?
The maid I saw earlier moved closer to us and kept a tray loaded with cookies, red wine and a glass cup. The aroma hit me and I resist the urge to sniff the air and munch on it.
“We need to talk, I thought it would be preferable if we do it here?” He added, and I raised my head to look at him and our eyes bore into each other.
“Talk.talk about what?” I asked in a cracked voice and diverted my eyes to a different direction.
“I want to apologize for last time.” He muttered slowly and ran a hand across his face.
Is he serious? Does he want to apologize for real? What has he been feeding on lately because this man here is a lot different from the Liam I know?
“I'm sorry… I,” he spoke and went mute, and my heart gave a mighty leap. Holly Molly!
He took a deep breath and it was so obvious he wasn't used to apologizing. I could sense it, he was finding it difficult. “I apologize for all the tough time I gave you, let's pretend that didn't happen.” He whispered, and I sat there, eyes wide open, head high and jaw dropping.