Chapter 35: Chapter 35

I shut my eyes, swallowing a gulp down my throat. I wanted more. I wanted to feel him, touch him, taste him and be with him forever.

It took everything in me not to wrap my arms around him and kiss him like I would get paid from it. I would have gone for another kiss. I really wanted the kiss. But, his mom was upstairs. Something was wrong with her. Yet, I was sharing a kiss with her son. That wasn't the right thing to do. Romeo should be with his mother, not me. He should be comforting his mother, not kissing me.

I looked up. Romeo was staring at me, his forest green eyes were a shade darker. I've always loved when he stared at me in this manner. Although it made me feel weak in my knees and my palms were already sweaty, I still loved the hooded gaze. He was staring at me as if he could hear my thoughts. He was staring at me like I was the only person in the world. Like he had found a treasure. A precious treasure everyone had been looking for, but he was the lucky person who found it.

"What is on your mind?" His husky voice resounded in my head.

I shook my head."Nothing."

I moved a few inches away from him. I didn't trust myself. I might throw myself on him, all of a sudden.

Romeo frowned."Why are you moving away from me?" He questioned me.

"Your mother. You should go and meet her." I said.

Romeo let out a soft chuckle, like I said something funny. He walked up to me and lifted my chin, gazing into my eyes.

"Don't worry about my mother. You should be worried about yourself. You don't even know what I'm going to your body, when I am given the chance." He uttered.

"What plans do you have for my body?" I breathed, picking my words one after the other.

I sounded strange. That wasn't me. My voice came out as a soft whisper. Was I trying to flirt with my boyfriend?

Romeo grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to his body."Do you really want to know? You should tell me when you're ready to know." He said with a little smile plastered on his face.

My honey brown eyes pierced into his forest green beautiful eyes. It was hard to pretend like I didn't understand what he was talking about.

"I don't want to know yet." I muttered.

The corners of his mouth tugged upwards, turning his smile into a bigger one. His hand left my waist, even though I wanted it to be there forever. His hold on my waist screamed "possessive". I also loved the way we were close to each other. I could smell his familiar cologne. He smelt of bergamot, lemon and blackcurrant. The addition of oakmoss and ambrette seed gives his cologne a rich, sexy foundation that seems to melt into the skin.

Don't ask me how I knew. Romeo was the one who gave me all the information about his cologne. I somehow got all what he told me in my memory. Well, everything about Romeo always remained glued to my memory.

Romeo flung his arm around my shoulder, snapping me out of my train of thoughts. "Let's go to my room. Why are we here?" He asked.

I nodded my head."Yes. I know the way to your room. I will go there alone. You should go and meet your mom." I told him.

Romeo moved away from my side, raking his hand through his hair. A mess. His dark curly hair turned to a mess, scattered all over his head.

I nibbled on my bottom lip. God! My boyfriend looked like the hottest person in the world right now. I was so lucky to have Romeo as my boyfriend. How could someone be hot and good looking, at the same time? His beauty should be a crime. I was jealous of him. Imagine having a boyfriend who is cuter than you.

Romeo started."Ivy - "

I cut short his words."Go and meet your mother. Please. You can come to me later. I will be waiting for you." I tried to convince him.

"I knew mom was down because of my father. If I go into her room and she tells me everything, my mood will turn to something else. This night won't go as I planned." Romeo rambled.

"Go and meet her." I insisted.

Honestly, I wanted to tell him not to go anymore. It took all of me to insist on my previous statement. I was in the mood of having fun with him. I wanted to have one of the best moments of my life with him tonight. But, I didn't want to be selfish. His mom needs him more. She was about to tell him what was wrong with her, until she noticed my presence. I should let them have their mother - son moment.

Romeo threw his hands up in the air, shaking his head."Alright. I believe you know the way to my room."

He was about to climb the stairs when he turned back."Don't regret this later," He said.

I didn't say anything. I only beamed a smile at him. I watched as he walked through the stairs, until I couldn't see his messy hair anymore. I took in a sharp breath. I should go inside too.

As usual, his room was neat and well arranged. I shouldn't be surprised anymore after all it was obvious that my boyfriend was a neat freak. But, I couldn't help it. Being a bad boy and a neat freak seem like a weird combination. I expected him to be the kind of person who doesn't give a damn about taking care of his room. But, I was wrong. Romeo Sparks proved me wrong.

I walked over to his study table. I blushed as I picked my picture on his table, hiding beneath one of his notebooks. He stole the picture in my room, even though I warned him not to take it. I liked that he took the picture though. At least, he wanted to have my picture with him. Something he could stare at everyday.

It was a picture I took when I was on vacation with my mom last year. It was my favorite picture. I found the picture pretty. I posed with a big smile on my face. A real smile.

Hopefully, I will go on a vacation this year with my boyfriend. It was usually me and my mother. But, I guess that tradition will be broken. Mom should also go with her boyfriend.

I went through his study table. Nothing important there. Just his collection of books. Not that I was looking for something. But, I wish I could see something sweet. Like a letter to me or a poem about me.

Unfortunately for me, my boyfriend was the bookish type. He didn't give a damn about books.

I slumped on his king sized bed. It was so comfy. Everything here smelt like him. How I wish I could stay here forever.

Imagine telling my mother that I wanted to be in a live-in relationship with my eighteen years old boyfriend. My mom will probably think that I am running mad.

Well, I could live with my boyfriend in college. Probably, both of us would apply for the same college or university. We haven't talked about our future plans. That should be what we should be talking about, instead of getting into an argument every freaking time.

My eyes went to his bedside table. A smile crept up to my face. My boyfriend had a diary. So, a bad boy like Romeo Sparks could get a diary.

I took the diary. I knew it was wrong to check other people's diaries but I couldn't help it. Curiosity got the best of me. I opened the diary in the middle. I just wanted to check if he was really using the diary.

Wow! Almost all the pages in the diary were covered with ink. A page caught my attention.

"I am Romeo Sparks and I will never refuse a dare, even if it means hurting the person I love."

My eyes narrowed. Seems like my boyfriend had gotten himself into a dare again. I was confused. I didn't really understand what he wrote there.

I dropped the diary on the bedside table, before he could come inside. I didn't want him to catch me with his diary. That might lead to another disagreement between us.

A few minutes ago, the door creaked open. Romeo had a blank on his face. He didn't spare a glance. He climbed on the bed and turned to the other side.

"Romeo."

I called his name but I didn't get a response.

"Let me be. Please." Romeo uttered.

"Don't regret this later."

His words echoed in my head. My eyelids dropped. He had warned me. I should better pretend like I was okay.

I squeezed my eyes shut, hugging myself with my arms. No regrets. I asked for this. At least, he had spoken with his mother. That was enough for me.