My legs still felt like they were made of jelly after our makeout session in the hallway, so he assisted me in descending the stairs. His hands were firmly wrapped around my bare waist while his thumb was stroking my skin. He was intently observing the steps when I cast a quick peek his way.
Did he realize he was acting in that way?
It felt intimate. His small gestures felt intimate like we are not...... Wait, what are we exactly? We are not strangers, and we are not even close friends or lovers.
We finally arrived at the bottom of the stairs, and I turned to face him.
"Traian"
I clearly had his complete attention from the moment he turned his focus to me. He does this constantly, his eyes appearing to be an ocean in blue.
He cupped my cheek, gazing intently into my eyes, "Yes? Is there something wrong?"
Like this gesture. This felt different.
I held his hand and moved it away from my cheek. I second-guessed what I was going to say because of the way he followed my every motion and the faint hint of pain that flashed through those eyes.
But it must be since this is not a long-term option. I decided to give in to my desire, to listen to my heart that wanted him but not for long.
Yes, but not for long.
"I..... " I peered down on my hand, clasping his wrist, and turned back to meet his eyes. "We.... we are not a thing. I don't want anything serious. I just think I need to clarify it"
He remained silent for a while, simply gazing at me. And deep down, that gesture actually pained me.
"Traian, I'm sorry."
"So we're a fling?" He asked, still not removing his gaze from me but I can sense the dismay in his tone.
I shrugged, "Yeah? Maybe" I take a deep breath not liking the feeling that I am hurting him. "Look, Traian, I'm simply not in a good state—"
He came closer and softly grasped the side of my head while kissing my forehead, stopping me in mid-sentence. The big man's hand tangled with my hair. My forehead was touched by his soft lips. My stomach started to flutter at the sensation.
He responded calmly and kindly, "You don't need to explain anything, I am simply delighted that you're with me."
My heart was racing. My fist tightened. What feelings do I have for this man? Yes, we are attracted to one another, and I want him. But this is a new sensation. With his words and presence, which were both strange and unexpected, I felt safe, appreciated, comfortable, and just generally happy.
In an eight-year relationship, is it possible for me to move on that quickly?
As I turned to look at him, he backed away and grasped my chin. "Stop overthinking, love."
“I'm not”
My eyes widened as he merely kissed the tip of my nose while grinning. "You are, indeed"
He drew me to the kitchen as I asked, "Don't you think you're kissing me too much?"
My eyes landed on our intertwined hands, perfectly fitted.
"I like kissing you and the rest of your body,"
I smacked him in the arms, which I don't think had any impact on him, and I could feel my face burning once again. "Stop"
We walked casually to the kitchen while his laughter reverberated down the hallway.
"I want to be inside your gorgeous and delicious pus—"
I hurriedly said, "What's our food?"
He only chuckled once again and dragged me over to a chair, which I accepted with pleasure. The dishes, glasses, and cutlery were already on the table.
"It's a braised beef with parmesan polenta"
"Really? Wow, even the sound of it makes me hungry," I can't stop the excitement bubbling up inside me at the meal. I loved that meal.
Traian stated as he walked around the counter, "I know that you might be sore and hungry from what we did last night and this morning, so I prepared a little more for our breakfast.
"Are you not eating yet?"
He calmly responded as though it were a natural thing to say, "No, I want to eat with you."
"You should have woken me up or eaten first."
"I can't. How could I wake up an angel?"
His remarks were delivered in such a serious manner, which made my already blushing self even more responsive.
I said, clearing my throat, "You must have used that line with a lot of the women you brought here."
His bringing another woman here and sleeping with her made me sick to my stomach just the thought of it.
He walked toward the table while carrying the bowl and settling it to the table and putting some on my plates. It smells wonderful. My attention was on the food and my mouth watered at how delicious it looked when a finger grabbed my chin and brought my head to meet stunning blue eyes.
He planted a kiss on my lips and whispered, "You're the first lady I brought here, Jaidyn, and you're the only woman I called an angel."
I bit my lower lip when he moved away and released my chin, only to give me a dashing smile.
My pulse was pounding once again as I responded, "Oh, okay."
"Stop biting your lip, love, otherwise I can't guarantee that we'll stay at this table with you just eating that”
I glared at him as a joke, "Don't tease me like that" and started to eat.
He grinned, "That's not a tease, love, since I vowed to keep it."
Even though I could feel him staring at me the entire time, I turned my head away and paid attention to my food instead. This is not a good indication at all since I am starting to get used to how my heart beats for him and I am nervous.
I met his gaze, only to find him leaning on his chair, arms crossed.
With that seriousness on his face and tone, he abruptly stated, "You're gorgeous," without cracking a smile.
My heart began to thump and I had this excitement and ecstasy all at once. I stare at him with my lips opened as if to speak, but nothing comes out.
I sipped my juice, looking away. After putting down the glass, I faced him. "You're really blunt on these kinds of things, aren't you?"
"This is not bluntness. I was stating a fact" he said, now starting to eat his food.
I smiled at him, shaking my head. "In your looks, I know you attracted a lot of even more model-like gorgeous women"
“However, I didn't offer them any compliments since I don't believe they are,”
I raised a brow, "And I deserve one?"
“Yes, without a doubt, as you are the most stunning woman I have ever seen”
"You're such a sweet talker, did someone say that to you?" I giggled.
"No one because I never say sweet things to anyone aside from you"
I shook my head at him and focused on my food, not liking where this is going, all those sweet words uttered with such seriousness and deep emotions. And how my heart reacts to it. Those signs. I cannot fall for another man this early. This soon.