"Kian," calls my father. He walks up to him and gives him a friendly pat on the back. A white shirt now covers Kian's torso and I thank God for that. Without a shirt, I couldn't stand in front of him and still think clearly. But when he turns to me and my father, I take everything back. It's not really better since the shirt just stretches around his muscular torso. Grinning, Kian also pats my father on the back. I notice that both are acting very familiar and have a bond with each other that I don't fully understand yet. "Kian Warren is one of my best students," says my father proudly. I smile at him, then at Kian. He returns my gaze and suddenly winks at me. My cheeks immediately turn red. " I should make something decent out of my life and something I'm sure I'll earn money with. Of course, I'm aware that being a writer isn't exactly easy. But ever since I could read and write, this has been a big dream of mine. And as is well known, dreams should be pursued and realized. I should make something decent out of my life and something I'm sure I'll earn money with. Of course, I'm aware that being a writer isn't exactly easy. But ever since I could read and write, this has been a big dream of mine. And as is well known, dreams should be pursued and realized.
"Then I wish you the best of luck," replies Kian. I smile gratefully.
"Well... Ela, darling. You can bring your things upstairs. I'll show you the room where you can sleep if you have your own apartment. Oh yes, and tonight we'll eat together," explains my father is still very excited. I nod to him in agreement. He picks up my suitcase and heads towards the steel spiral staircase that presumably leads to his apartment.
"Then it looks like we're going to see each other more often now," says Kian and I tear my eyes away from my father and turn to him again. His gray eyes pierce me and I feel so warm again under his gaze. Not good at all!
"Yeah... looks like it," I say softly. I am more than aware of the crackling air that has spread between us. "Well... I-I'll go upstairs then," I stutter. God, what's the matter with me? He's just my dad's student and he's handsome. Very handsome, sexy, quite muscular and... Okay, I should stop that! Kian gives me one last hot grin before I turn and head up the stairs. I feel his eyes on me, boring into my back. I just can't resist and have to take a look back. A huge mistake, which I realize a few seconds later, because he is about to take off his shirt again before putting on his boxing gloves. When he suddenly looks my way, catches me staring at him, I just want to sink into the ground. Kian Warren is clearly a danger to my senses and sanity.
"Dad?" I call out as I enter his apartment.
"Yes, I'm here... Come, I'll show you your room." My father appears in front of me and then leads me into said room. There isn't much in it, but since I can move into my own apartment in two days anyway, that's not a big deal. "I actually wanted to renovate the room but I still haven't got around to it. If I had known you were coming, I would have done it a long time ago," he explains.
"It's fine. That's enough for the two days," I assure him.
"Good ... So, now you arrive relaxed. If you want to freshen up a bit, the bathroom is straight ahead, left door ... I have to go back down to Kian's for training. But we're going to eat tonight together and you tell me everything I've missed over the years with you." My father gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"Sounds good, Dad. I love you." So I decide to freshen up a bit, to unpack my things from my suitcase. After that, I'll cook something for my dad and I for dinner.
"So tell me, what did I miss?" my father asks me. I sit with him at the dining table and we enjoy the meal I cooked for us. I tell him all sorts of things, about my studies, which I dropped out of, about Mom and her new job. The only thing I'm leaving out of this whole story is my crazy ex. He's in the past and my father would just get upset over him unnecessarily.
After endlessly long talk I feel the tiredness of the six-hour flight. So I kiss my dad on the cheek and tell him I'm going to sleep. He wishes me a good night and tells me again how happy he is that I am here with him. In bed I take a deep breath and my eyes start to burn. Tears soon slide down my cheeks. Happiness, joy and relief wash over me like a flood. I'm finally in Henderson with my father. I can finally make my dream come true and start a new chapter in my life.
The next morning I wake up quite refreshed and not surprised that it's almost twelve o'clock already. I guess I really needed the sleep. Because before my departure to Nevada took place, I could hardly sleep because I was so excited and nervous.
When I go into the kitchen, I find my dad sitting at the dining table with a newspaper. "Tomorrow," he says, but then quickly corrects himself after glancing at the clock.
I smile and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Hi Dad."
"Coffee?" he asks me, holding up a pot. My eyes start to shine.
"Of course, thanks," I giggle, taking the pot from him to fill myself a cup. My father watches me with a grin.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot to tell you. Unfortunately the shower in the bathroom is broken and the repairman won't come until tomorrow. But of course you can use the showers downstairs in the studio," he explains, then glances at his watch. "Shit, I'm late. I have an important appointment today, but I'll be back in the afternoon. If anything, call me. Okay?" he says, looking at his watch again. I just nod, want to ask him what kind of important appointment this is, but then he gets up and kisses my cheek goodbye. My father is probably a busy man.
Since I absolutely need a shower and don't want to wait until tomorrow, I grab my things and go downstairs. Relief washes over me when I find the studio empty. At the back of the studio is the dressing room door. Surely the showers must be there too. Unfortunately it turns out they are shared showers. But since no one is here yet, I hope I can take a shower undisturbed. Well, it must be enough for a quick shower. I get rid of my clothes and then turn on the shower jet. I check the temperature of the water with my hand before I stand under the shower head. I enjoy the feeling of the water pattering on my skin. I run my hand through my hair and brush it back. I close my eyes and tilt my head back. Suddenly the door is thrown open and I freeze in an instant. And of course none other than Kian Warren enters the showers. When he sees me, he opens his mouth slightly and looks at me in surprise. A sharp and loud scream escapes my throat.
"GET OUT!" I yell, quickly grabbing the towel next to me and wrapping it around my body. The blush is spreading all over my body. Oh God, please don't! That didn't really happen, did it? My worst fears came true. Kian Warren, my father's boxing student, just saw me naked. Can I please vanish into thin air? „Are you deaf? I said OUT!" I hiss out wearily as he just doesn't make a move to leave.
"Calm down, kitten. After all, these are shared showers," explains this idiot with a grin. His eyes just sparkle with amusement.
"Shit!" I curse under my breath, picking up my stuff and clutching the towel tightly with my other hand. I angrily steer towards him, then just walk past him without looking at him again. I certainly won't give him that satisfaction!
Upstairs I drop the towel and quickly change into a clean set of simple blue jeans and a shirt. I can't help but think that that Kian Warren just saw me naked. And then this idiot doesn't even have a move to leave the room or turn around. No of course not. why? I was only NAKED! The worst thing is that I can't get his gaze out of my head. He looked at me almost like a predator. Not good at all! Now how am I ever going to face him again without thinking that the guy saw me completely naked?
But unfortunately I have no other option to go downstairs now as I want to apply for a job at a club near here and I want to come by before the club opens. So I peek down and unfortunately realize that Kian is there. He is boxing on a punching bag. At the back I notice another person who is also boxing. I creep down the stairs. But luck is probably not on my side today. At the last step, he turns and looks me straight in the eyes. A wide grin forms on his lips. O God! I frown in confusion as he approaches me. My steps are getting faster
"Where are you going so fast, kitty?" he asks me amusingly. I stop and glare at him angrily. I take in its beguiling scent. It smells a bit sweaty, but there's also a good-smelling aftershave. It goes without saying that it still smells good, even when it's sweaty.
"It's none of your business and don't call me that!" I reply annoyed.
"Hey, come on. I only saw you naked. No need to be mad at me." W-what?
"Can we just forget that," I say seriously, noticing the corner of his mouth twitching. Idiot!
"It's going to be hard to forget. After all, you've got a very descripti-" I cut him off quickly before the conversation got to the very point I'd like to avoid.
"Kian!"
"Okay... I'm trying to forget it," he finally declares. Well, the answer isn't really any better either. For what do you mean he tries to?
"So where are you going?" he asks again.
"I saw a club nearby that was looking for employees."
"You mean the Malone99Club?" he asks, and I try not to think about why he knows it.
"Yeah, that's the one. Well, I really have to go now," I say, speeding past him so that he doesn't have a chance to reply. Damn! My new start is off to a great start...