"And being selfish is good. There is nothing wrong with thinking about yourself as long as you’re not harming others." Wylder added, cheering her up. "As I said before, you never took interest in knowing me, Ara. You don’t have to know anyone by asking them each and every question; sometimes you have to just observe."
"For example, I know everything from the time at which you were born to the size of your heels, but you don’t even know what is my favorite food." Wylder pointed it out, and immediately Tiara started feeling guilty about it. She wanted to open her mouth and ask what his favorite dish was, but she couldn’t because all she was thinking about was the words that he spoke a moment before, ‘Sometimes you have to just observe.’
"I never understood why you didn’t leave my side, even though I was never a good friend to you!" Tiara whispered.
"Well, that’s not true. Remember the day when you broke all your ties with your high-class society friends just because they teased me by calling me a beggar and an orphan?" Wylder reminded her, to which she fumed in anger and nodded her head. "You stood by my side, Ara. That was the day when I started liking you a little more than a friend."
Tiara’s cheek burned, and it turned a shade of red.
"Not to forget, you wouldn’t have kicked me out of your life if you hadn't been a great friend to me, Ara. You knew that I wouldn’t have left if you had talked to me calmly after all; by then even you had realized that I wasn’t going to leave you, Ara!"
Tiara felt blessed to have him in her life, and she promised herself that she wasn’t going to lose him ever. She watched him apply butter all over the chicken. She watched him like he was the best thing that happened to her in her life.
‘Getting blessed with a person who accepts you for who you are is a big thing, kids.' Her mother used to say
She watched how his shirt hugged him like his second skin. She pressed her thighs tightly together to control the ache that she was feeling in between her thighs.
All of a sudden, his blue eyes looked at her, signaling that it was his Lycan in charge.
‘Did he smell something?' She wondered when he kept looking at her from top to bottom. His intense gaze made her feel uncomfortable. Leaving his work, he walked towards her. He placed both of his hands on her knees and pushed them apart, stepping in between.
Tiara couldn’t focus on whether she should focus on his hand on her knee or his face close to her. Her heartbeats had increased all of a sudden.
"Give control to Wild and let him cook, Night." She spoke to escape his intense gaze.
"Why? Don’t you like me this close to you?" He whispered, and his hand started moving upward from her knees to her thighs. She bit her lips to stop herself from moaning. "Don’t stop yourself, Red."
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#TBC