UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 31 – 40
Her head snap to look at me. I pout and look deep into her dark brown eyes.
“Please. We’re not sharing same room. I just want you to spend the night.”
“Why ?”
“It’s my birthday and I want you to stay..” she’s too dramatic and stubborn.
“On one condition.”
“Seriously ? Do I have to bribe you ?”
“You’re just gonna answer few questions from me. I’m dying from answers.” She replies rather too seductive.
“Deal.”
She grin and mentally squeal. I could imagine her doing a victory dance too.
“But you’re gonna answer my questions too. Deal ?”
She smiles shyly and suck her bottom lip. That’s really cute.
“Deal.”
Without expecting it , I carry her off the couch and sit her on my lap. She jolts in shock and try to escape but I didn’t let her.
“Breathe. You’re not dying right ?” I raise my brows and smirk at her nerdiness on her face.
She absently play with the buttons on the dress shirt and avoid my eyes. Her eyes glue to her laps and my hands that were rubbing little circles on her lap. So smooth.
“Your question.”
She nod to reality and try to sit properly on my lap. I hold her waist to make her still as she looks at me questionably. Just a wrong move and i will go hard underneath her.
“Becareful with that ass of yours. You’re trying to see the effect you have on me.” I smile at her and she blush.
“I’m sorry.. I..”
“Ask your question , I’m fine.”
She nod again and tap her chin like who’s thinking.
“I have a lot of questions but let’s go with who’s that weird guy that barge into your house. How many houses do you have ?”
“His name is Reid. We’re close friends right from highschool. And about how many houses I have , i don’t really know. This is one of my temporary base , I come here when I wanna be alone. Second question.”
“How many girls have you brought here ?”
I chuckle to her choice of question.
“Just you. I don’t bring girls here.”
“Why me ?”
“That’s your third question. You’re cheating cause I’m next.”
“Fiinnee…” She roll her eyes and turn to look at me.
“So what’s your question Jamal ?” She smirks and wink. Did she just wink ? And even called me Jamal again.
“Stop calling me Jamal.”
“I’m sorry Jamal , I really can’t stop. My mouth won’t just oblige.” She shrug and chuckle.
“Fuck me.. I hate you.”
“You wish.” Is that a seductive tone ? She’s filled with surprises.
“What’s your question ?”
“Why were you against kissing me at first ?”
Her eyes widen to my question. She blink her eyes and begin to fiddle her fingers again. I swat her hands to stop her and she blush.
“Stop doing that. You’re not ten.” I tell her.
“Yeah…” She huffs. ” I have never kissed someone before. I was shy and maybe scared that i will messed things up.”
“You don’t kiss like novice ? Your body languages are always different from your physical attitude. I like kissing you and you were perfect.” She dart her head to look at me but look down quickly.
I trail my fingers on her skin making her squirm unintentionally. I smirk at the way her body reacts to my touch.
“Second question. When I touched you, you acted weirdly like someone who’s never been touched. Really ?” I say to her and I feel her heartbeat skip.
“I’m..it’s complicated. I can’t explain that.” I read the expression on her face and she’s trying by all means to avoid eye contact.
“Sure…”
“So who’s Vladimir that’s stalking you ?” She asks , this time meeting my gaze. Can’t believe she heard that.
“A Russian asshole who’s stalking me for his fuckin reasons.”
“And why ?”
“Don’t really know. Still asking this same questions every single time. He’s a dick.”
She chuckle.” Maybe he’s jealous of you and wants something you have and he doesn’t.” Jealous ? He fuckin stole my Chinese deal that I’m definitely gonna get back.
“Maybe true. I don’t give a fuck.” Of course I do give a fuck. He’s crossing my beast territory and I hate being tempered. Fuckin Russians.
She rest her head lazily on my chest and I’m grateful she’s learning to relax around.
“Are you the only child ?”
For some reasons I was bewildered. Of course I’m not the only child.
I have an older brother who joined the army for some stupid reasons. To fight organized crime like it’s easy. They went on a fight and he went MIA. No corpse, no words.
Nothing and this is the fifth year since he left and never came back.
I hate thinking about it. Deep down I don’t wanna care.
UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 31 – 40
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