Belle's POV
When I finished taking my shower I check up on Dylan. I can hear some banging in the living room. I was surprised to see Dylan, with no shirt on and glistening with sweat. He's been trying to fix my door with some makeshift lock. I almost opened my mouth in awe, thank goodness I quickly came to my senses! Dammit Dylan why do you have to be an eye-candy?
"You didn't have to do that."
"It's fine Belle, it's just a quick fix, I'll go to warehouse supply tomorrow to get you some stuff for your apartment. Consider it my welcome gift to you."
"Aw, Dylan you are the sweetest. You really don't have to do it. Alexei promised that he'll have it fixed." I quickly regret mentioning Alexei's name.
"Alexei? From the clinic?"Dylan has a puzzled look on his face.
"Uh yah, he's our neighbor right across the street."
"Oh, you two are?"
"No! No no, of course not. Haha, He's a friend." Geeez can I sound more defensive than that?
"Ah, you have found some friends already."
"Yup, what can I say, I'm miss congeniality."
"Haha."
"Hey the cut, did you get that from fighting, MMA?"
"Yup. Sort of."
"Come, let me see it."
Dylan and I are on the couch, I am on my knees inspecting Dylan's cut. "It looks like it's already healing. When was your fight?"
"Last week."
"And you did not even invite me, friend?"
"Haha! You might not like what you will see Belle. It's kind of a brutal world."
"And you think I'm too girly girl?"
"Is that a trick question?"
I smack him in the shoulder. "Seriously though, you really enjoy fighting?"
"Yes. I like the adrenaline rush when I'm in the cage. I feel alive and in control."
"When's your next fight?"
"I don't know yet. It's my gym who decides really."
"Here." I give him the necklace my mother gave me before I left. It has a gold pendant embossed with the image of Mama Mary on it. " I think you will be needing this for your upcoming fights."
"Wow Belle, this is beautiful"
"Yes it is. My mother gave it to me before I left. Consider it as my thank you gift."
"Wow, this is the sweetest a person has ever done to me. I'll take care of this. Thanks Belle."
A ring from his phone interrupted our conversation.
"Excuse me Belle, I'll just take this."
"Sure, go ahead."
Several seconds later he taps his phone and sat back beside me. "Hey it's my trainer, he needs me in the gym, are you gonna be okay."
"Yup, absolutely. I don't want to be a bother to you. I have been taking so much of your time lately."
"You are never a bother to me Belle. Just call me whenever okay?"
"Okay."
"By the way, I have been trying to call you but I cant seem to reach you."
"Oh yah, I kinda lost my phone but I got a new one. Can you give me your number? I'll call you so you can save my number." While I dial his number, I can see from the corner of my eye that he is looking at my face.
"Okay. So I guess I'll go now." Dylan removed me from his embrace and looked me in the eyes like he was about to say something. "Uhh, goodnight Belle."
"Night Dy."
Dylan kissed my forehead and thanked me again for the pendant. Moments later, I felt my phone vibrate, it's a text from Nikolai.
"Coming home now. I better not find you at Sawyer's again."
Yup, the man is crazy. I hit reply.
"Have you been skipping sessions with your shrink again?
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