Chapter 46: Chapter 46
I stretched my body as we got off the ship. I yawned and seemed to want to sleep. My happy days of eating seafood are over. It was like we had only been at sea for a week. The only difference is that we did nothing but sleep in the bedroom, have sex, or sometimes dance. Yes, dance. I don’t know why he taught me to dance, he said he just wanted me to learn because that’s what his parents used to dance to.
My heart jumped when he said that. A strange flower that wrapped my heart because he included me in his thoughts. I mean, it's about his parents, who wouldn't be happy about it?
The slimy smell of the sea greeted me as I descended. Suddenly, I was able to hold my hand in my mouth because I felt like I was suddenly dizzy because of the strong pounding of the waves along with the fishy smell. I didn't like that often before, but now it seems like I'm very sensitive to it. Before I could run to find a place where I could vomit, I suddenly had arms wrapped around my body.
His manly yet sweet scent covered my nose, so somehow my dizziness disappeared. Honestly, I don't know if Mark and Raymond have come with us, I haven't been out of the cabin since the day I went back to the ship because of what Adonis's grandmother did to me. In the morning, noon, and even at night, Adonis was the one who comes out and in to bring food for me, so I don’t think we were with Mark and Raymond on our return.
“Let's go?” He invited me, I was wearing his men's white black shirt, I also did not have a bra and have too long shorts. I look 40 years old because of what I'm wearing. I'm wearing his clothes because no one brought our suitcase back, but it's a good thing he has a closet in the bedroom. If I were just rich like this, maybe I wouldn't have a problem now.
I gave him a blank look and expression, I didn't want him to see that even his words had too much of an impact on me because I was ashamed of what he would think. Maybe he thought I was a restless person and always wanted him. Which is true?
I bit my lip so hard because I thought of the things that can be imagined, why is that? It's like I'm just admitting that even if he's the only one I talk to all day, I would be happy. I felt like I could live a year just looking at his face.
As we were walking, I suddenly felt hungry. His car, which was still on the ship, was being dropped off. There were no people beings at our port. When I remembered the apple, it was as if something hit my stomach and my stomach rang. We have just eaten, and then I am hungry again. I want to dip it with ketchup. I stopped walking, so he stopped too.
“I want to eat an apple with ketchup,” I said with a poker look. His brows met quickly, and he seemed disgusted. I use puppy eyes because I love to eat them. It was as if it had been buried in my memory for years and I had just now recalled it, so now all I want to do is eat it.
He measured the heat of the two of us by placing one of his hands on his forehead and touching my forehead and neck with the back of his palm. I gave him a hard stare since I guess he thought I had a fever from my sudden appetite for those meals. I'm not sure why my stomach is so upset.
“You haven't got a fever. Why do you suddenly crave strange foods?” his eyes remained perplexed? He locked his sight on me, and I wanted to escape my look since every sweep of his gaze seemed to enter my soul. He wouldn't have moved his gaze away from me if the mechanism that lowered his car hadn't made a noise.
He didn't get my answer because he went straight to his car while I watched him turn around and walk away from me. As I looked at him from that angle, I felt something pierce the back of my neck and into my heart. It was as if thorns were surrounding me, and I was running out of breath. To see Adonis walk away from me was painful, I wanted to get to know him more because it was as if when he walked away from me, he would never look back and come back. I want to know who the real Adonis is, but he doesn't give me a chance to get to know him better.
It's like there's a line between the two of us that I can never step on because it's red. It's like a game and risky to do it because perhaps when I step on it; I won't be able to touch him again because he will take me out of his life.
I almost missed the fact that he was already in his car and on his way to me. When his car screeched to a halt in front of me, I simply snapped back. Before entering, I took a thorough look at it. I didn't say anything during the ride. Someone is whispering behind my ear that we're back to business as usual. There will be more space between us and his uncle, and Wendy will be around. That's where I touched him as a result of it. Because I hadn't seen Raymond or Mark, I knew they did not come back with us.
“I'm leaving tomorrow, I'll talk to Cole. I also want to find a place to move because I will end all possible connections between us. I feel it would be better not to walk in the mirror anymore.” I just stared to the side as my head now leaned against the window. When he did not answer back, I continued. “You also need to fix the quarrel you had with your uncle. Love the rest of your family because you don't know what awaits tomorrow.” I don't know where my words came from because they just came out of my mouth.
We just stopped at a market to buy what I was want to eat and then went home. I expected to see his uncle, but he was not in any part of the house. There were no helpers either.
As I was going up the stairs, he suddenly grabbed my hand to prevent me. I looked at his hand that was now holding my hand. I frowned and looked at him, I didn’t speak and just looked at our two hands. And I didn't anticipate what he would ask me because the whole trip, I thought he doesn't mind if I leave his house and life.
“Do you still have to leave this house?”