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Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 51

How can she say something like that?

I had tears of frustration and pain rolling down my cheeks.

I took off my sandals and stood up with way too much difficulty.

I want only one person right now.

I don't know why, but I always find myself being comfortable and safe around him. When he's not angry, of course.

As I was walking out of the balcony, I saw Zake and his facial expression held worry for me.

Maybe not for me and he is worrying at the fact that Iam walking barefoot with tears rolling down my cheeks in front of the company's biggest clients.

He held my hand but I just pushed his hand away and asked him where Kezr was. When he told me that he was in the bathroom, I practically ran from there to the bathrooms as much as I could limping.

As soon as I reached the bathroom, I saw the door open and Kezr come out. Without a second thought, I collapsed in his arms.

He looked confused but held me there. I cried not feeling embarrassed or anything. And he let me. I was glad to know he understood that I needed to cry, instead of making my Niagra falls stop.

He took me to his car and buckled me up and his musky scent engulfed me. I took a small sniff shamelessly.

Throughout the whole car ride, he held the steering wheel tightly till the point his knuckles were white.

I noticed how they were bruised.

What happened to him?

I went to ask him but he shushed me saying he is angry.

Great, now you made him angry by leaving the ball room early.

Why? Why am I not happy and doesn't let others be happy too?

"Now, Tell me what the fuck happened?" He demanded.

I took a deep breath and told him everything from going to the balcony with Mark till Stacy being a baloney.

I left out the part, where Mark told me he liked me, cause that would be weird telling your husband. Yikes.

Although I'm sure Kezr wouldn't care, but I had eyes for no one but Kezr, although Iam still angry at him for his way of words with me in his office.

After I completed my story, his eyes were darkened with anger and he had his fists clenched.

I held his knuckles in my hand and massaged them to calm him down.

His facial expression retorted calmly but just a little.

"What happened to your knuckles? Why are they all bruised up?"

He smiled nervously at me, all of his anger gone.

He chuckled at my failure and said "Handle yourself, eh?"

I slapped his chest and hid my face in his shirt whilst clutching it tightly. His chest rumbled with his chuckle and I smiled into his chest.

I love his chuckles, his smile, his laughter, his groggy morning voice and so much more. And knowing Iam the reason behind those expressions makes it so much better.

I sniffed his cologne, so tasty! Can I drown in his cologne?

"No you can't" Kezr said chuckling.

"Huh?"

"You can't drown in my cologne."

"What....how?"

"You blurted it out" he said bending down and I gripped the sofa for balance. He put a pillow under my ankle.

I like being in his arms. I missed his cologne and warmth already, I pouted internally.

"You like my cologne?" He asked.

I smiled at him like a cheshire cat and said "Yes, I love it's musky scent, What's the brand?" I was way too interested in the convo.

He chuckled at my obviousness and said, "That, my darling...... is for me to know and for you to find out."

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