From where he got the audacity to appear at my doorstep after what he did?
The question pops up in my mind and I tighten my grip on the doorknob. I feel my heart hammering in my chest as I stare at him without blinking. As much as I don't want to confess how much I missed seeing this face the last couple of days, I can't also forget the moment he kissed her.
For the first time in these few days of acquaintance, I am watching him looking all unprofessional today. The sleeves of his white shirt are rolled up to his elbows and his hair is so messy as if he ran his hand a couple of times through them.
Finally I gather all my strength and speak up,
"What are you doing here?" I ask in a cold voice as he looks at me with a tired look on his face.
"Let me in."
I immediately block the doorway and give him a cold stare, I am used to giving the ones I hate but this time...
No, I don't hate him...
The feeling is something else.
"Did you watch the time? I don't think you came here late at night to talk about business."
"Fuck that business!" He grits as he holds my wrist in a tight grip and pushes me in, getting inside forcefully and locking the door behind and I just stare at him in shock.
It shouldn't have been this way. We shouldn't be all alone here in the middle of the night. No.
"What the hell, Ethan? What do you want?" I shout as he steps forward, towards me.
"I want to talk to you." He replies.
"I don't have anything to talk to you about."
"But I have." He says and comes closer.
I back away. Suddenly he looks down and his eyes lock. I follow his gaze and when I look at my clothes, I feel underdressed all of a sudden. I am in my shorts and top.
Shit.
Nobody ever saw me like this except my family.
He didn't have to see this, did he?
I clear my throat and he turns his head up immediately. He walks forward and stands just in front of me. I stare up at him to see his troubled expression as his breath hits my face for the closeness.
"Listen Evelyn, I have something to explain. You have to listen to me. That day in the mall, what happened I..." He tries to say something in a desperate tone but I cut him off, raising my hand.
"I don't care at all. Did you hear me? I DON'T CARE. What you did, you did. It's finished now. And why do you even want to explain to me? Did I ask for an explanation? That's your life. Not mine to talk about. Remember our relationship is just about business. You shouldn't enter your personal life here. So please, just leave now." I shout in a breath and see his shoulder tensed, indicating he is angry.
He looks at me with a clenched jaw and before I understand anything, he grips my hand and yanks me around. My back hits him with a jerk and he wraps his hands around me tightly. It all happens in an instance that I don't even get the chance to process.
He moves his face closer to my ear and I shiver at the feeling that is surrounding me.
"Do you think we are still within the limit called 'business'? Hmm?"
He whispers and I let out a small gasp when I feel his lips softly brushing against the bare skin of my shoulder. It feels like someone has put fire on that place where his fiery lips touching me.
I place my hands on his and try to remove his hands but that just makes his hold tighter.
"L- leave me."
He chuckles slowly at my words, "Did I hold you to leave you?
He tightens his hold on me, resting his head on the back of my head. I squirm under his touch but he remains his hand still.
"I said leave me."
"And I said no."
"What the hell?"
"I want you to listen but you are making it harder for me. Now if you try to be a good girl and listen, then I will leave you 'temporarily'."
Anger rises within me hearing that. It's enough, isn't it? Now what is left there to talk? Is it how good it felt kissing that girl?
I unwrap his hands and push him hard, backing off.
I shot him a glare before gritting, "What the hell do you want me to listen to? I clearly stated that I don't want to hear anything from you. I just don't want to see your face. I beg you, leave." I shout at the top of my lungs.
I felt so hurt when he did that. Now just remembering that moment, it's hurting me more. I don't want to listen to anything. I don't.
He stands there for sometime quietly scrutinizing my face. Then he abruptly moves forward and grasps my wrists, pushing me back as I hit the wall with him blocking me. I try hard to free myself but man, he is way stronger than me!
I need to start learning weightlifting!
His one hand wraps around my waist pulling me closer and another one grabs my shoulder. He moves his face closer and takes a sniff of my hair as if he was craving it for so long.
He pushes a lock of hair from my shoulder and buries his face there, inhaling my scent.
"Wh- what are you doing?" I whisper, my voice cracking.
"Do you have any idea how much I missed it? And now you're telling me you don't want to see me? How could you say that, huh?" He growls, his hand gripping my hair softly.
"What?"
"I missed you." He breathes, burying his face deeper in the crook of my neck.
He missed me? Is it a joke?
My heart flutters as I feel butterflies in my stomach. He missed me. I thought I was the only one who was spending sleepless nights thinking of him without any reason. I thought I was just dying to see him but he did miss me too. I don't know why but it made me happy despite everything.
This feeling is too overwhelming. The closeness I want, those words I want to hear, his touch burns my skin as well as soothes my heart. He does things to me, no one ever did.
I didn't know when I came here that I would feel this peace in someone's arms. But now I am. I couldn't stop him. I didn't want to. I'm hypnotized.
This is different.
I don't feel like this in anyone's arms.
No one can make me feel like this.
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