"W..what weird thing?" I asked, swallowing. He shrugged and leaned away. "Well...it feels like we are friends, then when you look at us well enough, you know more about me than I do about you. It's like there is something missing...but at the same time it works." I wallowed. "Maybe because you never asked." He turned to me, his eyes filled with a mischievous humor. "Well now I am asking. Or I want to, if you would let me." For some reason, I felt like we deviated a little from the topic and I cleared my throat nervously. "What would you like to know?" He looked up, then came to me and helped me off the work table, his hand lingering on mine a little longer than normal. He took the tray he laid out for both of us, and he stepped behind me as we made it to the sitting room. He set up slow music in the background then sat on the floor. I naturally sat opposite him with the tray between us. "What do you think of me?" He suddenly asked, looking ahead. I watched his profile, then bit down on my lips. "I mean...when you see me what's the first word that pops up?" I swallowed again, wondering just how different this answer was from the time I was actually married to him. "Comfortable." I blurted out, then gave a small sigh. "You don't know that much about me and I don't know that much about you but..." "Why does it feel like I know you? Why does it feel like I am standing still in a distance and looking back at these times...with you here...but when I look forward you are not there?" Silence fell between us. I couldn't think of what to say anymore, knowing it was probably the truth. I was disrupting so many timelines here, so many things were being changed because I couldn't stay away. Hell, I don't even want to. "I am babbling, right?" he said with a smile as he picked a cookie then leaned towards me. I opened up slightly and he gently pushed it through my lips and leaned away again. "You are so cute." I chuckled. "I have never heard that before." It was true. I wasn't a plain jane, but the word cute has never been used to describe me. "Then what have you heard?" he asked. "That you are beautiful?" My breath hitched as he held my gaze, the intensity in his eyes setting my restraint ablaze. Hell, what do I do? "No...I heard...others." "No one's ever told you that you are beautiful?" he asked again, like it was surprising. Like he couldn't quite believe what I was saying. "Yeah, well..." I said, closing and opening my hands. He gave a long sigh and leaned forward, till our faces were some inches apart. I leaned a little backwards but he closed the distance again, till we were just close enough. "W..what are you doing?" I asked, my breath stopping in my throat. He gave a small smile, then leaned closer, so I could see his pitch black eyes clearly. I swallowed again, my heart running the pace that my hands would probably never muster the courage to. "Can you see my eyes?" he asked, his voice low. I nodded, unable to tear my gaze off it. Dark pools that I could somehow see both myself and him in, yet still make space for enough intensity. He raised a hand and slowly tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Then can you see yourself in it too? Can you see the beauty I see when I look at you?" I dare not blink as he studied my face, yet kept my gaze locked in his. "I..." "Can you see the reflection? How can it not be beautiful, Karla? It's you." He tucked another strand, his fingers lingering at the back of my ears and he smiled, his one sided dimple sinking in. He leaned away, and returned to his sitting position, and stared off in front of him again. I put a hand over my chest, trying to regulate my breaths. For some time, none of us spoke, just stayed there, some how sinking in something we both couldn't quite point out. "You are not eating. Would you like something else?" He suddenly asked me. I shook my head immediately. "This is more than enough." He chuckled. "If you say so. Would you like to come to my room, then?" My eyes widened a little, but I tried to mask it as a blink. "Your room?" He nodded. "I want to take a shower. I can't leave you here alone." I swallowed. "You want me to come to your room because you want to take a shower?" He shrugged. "You are not following me in, are you?" I burst into laughter despite myself, and he smiled too. "I'll take the cookies for you and you can grab a book, my phone, whatever you want. I'll be quick." I nodded and stood up as he turned down the music, balancing the tray on his other hand, then walked behind me as if it was my house and I was showing him around. His room was large, but not the typical boy room. It was clean, almost too clean like he didn't stay in it, and rather than drums or rock posters, he had a single quote on the wall above his beautiful round bed. "Let love lead." I read out, and he nodded. He grabbed a robe, then led me to sit down. He kept the tray and walked away to the shower. I stood anyway and walked around the room, the large walk in closet, the small shelf of music CDs and instrumentals. I heard the shower start to run, and I was about to go sit back down when the shower went off and I heard my name. "Karla?" I turned to the opaque glass door and walked slowly. "Luke? Something wrong?" He seemed a little embarrassed, but desperate at the same time. "I am wearing a towel right now, I promise. Could you come help me out with my hair? Something's wrong with the water and...I've got lather all over...my hair and face. I can't see a thing." I sighed and walked in slowly. He was standing with a towel wrapped around his waist, and his hair dripping with the lather. I checked the shower and I think something was blocking it. I took the other shower head and turned it on, then got on my tiptoes, and pushed my other hand into his hair to get the lather off. I didn't realize how close we were till the soap was off and he looked up to me, his expression unreadable. The water in the shower suddenly came back, but we both stood there. We surely weren't getting drowned by the water, it was something else.
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