8. Hot encounter
1338 Words
Dedicated to CaraCarmen
I laid in my large, comfy bed with my hands ducked behind my head, watching Leila stare at me, gaping like a fish on land after what I've just told her.
"He's throwing a party, just for you?" She incredulously shouted, earning a simple nod from me.
"Yup..."
The truth was I myself still couldn't believe it. In less than a week, Luc and I became really good friends. He even managed to get under my brother's skin -how he managed to do that I still have no idea by the way-and now he was going to throw a party at his place, just to make me happy.
Crazy, huh?
"Wow...Who is this guy? I totally have to meet him!"She gushed, smiling slightly dazed, squeezing the small pillow tighter in her arms,
"By the way, do you think he would mind if I tag along?"She then asked, tilting her head to the side, raising one eyebrow.
"No, of course he wouldn't. You're my best friend after all. And you know best friends have special privileges,” I winked, giving her a toothy grin, seconds before she quickly pounced on me, crushing my fragile bones in a warm bear hug, squealing like a lunatic.
"Eeek! We're going to a party!"
"Yeah-ouch! Get your fat ass off me! You're crushing me!" I yelled in a muffled voice from beneath her.
Actually, she wasn't anywhere near fat, she was just as skinny and small as I was, but I always loved to call her like that. It was more like a stupid joke between us.
She burst in laughter, quickly rolling off me, now laying down right next to me, removing the strands of her jet black locks fallen over her face.
"Still, do you even know what kind of party is he planning to throw? I mean, would it be a themed one, or something like that?" She then asked, turning to face me, resting on her elbow.
"Um, no. Actually,he didn't even say. He just said that he's going to throw a party at his place,just for me,” I replied, pensively staring somewhere past her.
Now that she asked, it kinda got me thinking...what kind of party was he actually planning to throw?
I have to find out. I hate surprises. I'm going to find out.
Keeping that in mind, I quickly jumped out of my bed then headed straight towards my walk-in closet, leaving Leila sitting there, blankly staring after me.
I quickly striped off my comfy pink shorts and tank top,replacing them with a pair of denim shorts and a plain white t-shirt, bolting outside afterwards, checking my appearance in the make-up mirror when I heard Leila's questioning tone,
"Wait, where are you going?"
Turning around to face her, I gave her a little wink as I answered
"I'm going to ask him."
Leila
"Wait, what? Can't you just call him, or something like that?" I asked, watching her put on a pair of white chucks, limping around in the process like a crippled dog.
"No, we totally forgot to exchange numbers. So I'm going over at his place. And I want you to stay here and cover me, in case my brother asks about me,” She explained with a grin, giving me a wink, then turned towards the door to leave.
"Wait! What am I going to do in here all alone until you-"
Slam!
Before I could even finish the sentence she had already slammed the door behind her, leaving me in there all alone.
Well s**t.
What the hell am I now supposed to do in here, all alone?
After constantly shifting in her large bed, trying to get a more comfortable position as I absently scrolled down my i********: account I finally gave up and got up, aimlessly wandering around until I suddenly felt the urge to pee, so I hurried to her bathroom to do my business.
I was just washing my hands when I suddenly heard a deep,slightly rusty voice coming from behind the door;
"Blake!"
Oh crap!
I quickly recognized the owner, my hands already trembling at the sound, nervously fumbling with the faucet, trying to close the water.
“Goddamnit!” I silently cursed under my breath and after finally managing to turn the damn thing off I slowly turned around, mentally preparing myself before getting out.
Breathe, Leila, breathe. Relax, act natural.
I took a deep breath then slowly, steadily turned the doorknob.But as soon as I opened that door, my whole composure went straight out the window.
There he was, standing in all his might, just a few steps away from where I stood, wearing a loose, half wet grey tank top and a pair of sweat pants, looking all hot and sweaty, his barely tanned damp skin glistening in the light.
God, have mercy...
"Leila?" His deep, raspy voice echoed in my ears like a sensual melody, my knees getting weak at the sound of my name rolling off his tongue, his endless honey pools boring deeply into mine, making my knees get even weaker.
"H-hi,” I stuttered, forcing out a light smile, slowly closing the door behind me.
"Leila, where's Blake?" He then asked, intently staring at me as he stalked even closer, making my heart suddenly pick up its pace.
Oh God...please stay back...
I mentally prayed, pressing my back against the door before I finally tried to answer. Keyword: tried.
"I-I..." I awkwardly stuttered, totally unable to find my own words, making him eye me suspiciously and take another few steps towards me, looking like a predator cornering its prey.
"Leila, I'm gonna ask you one more time; where's Blake?"His deep tone gradually lowered, making my heart do a flip flop, my whole body starting to tremble once he stopped right in front of me.
"Leila..." His low, deep voice rang again in my ears,placing his bare, muscular arms either side of my head, his intoxicating masculine scent making me feel slightly dizzy.
My body started to shake even harder at his sudden approach, my eyelids quickly fluttering shut, unable to bear any longer of his burning gaze.
"Leila, open your eyes,” He demanded in a low, quiet tone,practically forcing me to obey. However, I chose to keep my gaze trained on his chest, too afraid to look up in his eyes.
His slender fingers went under my chin, lightly pushing it upwards, forcing me to look into those honey irises, but as soon as I did, my knees instantly turned into jelly, almost falling on the floor if it wasn't for his strong arms to catch me.
His arms were now securely encircled around my waist, keeping me in place, close to his warm, hard body, my heart slamming wildly against my ribcage, almost threatening to get out.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you,” He spoke a warm, much softer tone, his eyes worriedly roaming all over features, making me blush.
Oh, you have no idea...
"Are you ok?Here, let me help you."
Before I could protest, he already snaked one arm under my knees, scooping me up in his arms, my lips escaping a light squeal.
He then walked towards the bed and gingerly placed me on it,taking a seat right next to me afterwards.
He sighed, absently running a hand through his slightly damp,dirty blonde hair,
"You don't understand...I'm very worried for her, Leila,”He confessed, gently placing his big warm hand over mine, making my heart jump again.
"I almost lost her, just a few days ago. If it wasn't for Lucifer to be there, she would be..." He suddenly stopped himself,lowering his gaze on the floor, his beautiful features now marred with sorrow.
My heart clenched in my chest at the sight of him so sad, so vulnerable, my other hand unconsciously slipping on his, giving it a light squeeze.
"I understand,” I whispered, finally finding strength to answer, giving him a warm, comforting smile.
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