Chapter 16: Chapter 16
Annabelle's POV
I had fallen asleep after doing some last-minute packing. I changed into a black tank and denim shorts, pulled my hair into a messy bun, and wearing the pink flip-flops I went down for coffee. Stefan and Tristan had returned from the hospital and were busy on a conference call in the study. I helped Martha prepare dinner. I had an early dinner and cleaned up as the men had their dinner in the study. I went up to my room and changed into my pajamas and decided to watch a movie on the TV, lying down on my bed. I was so engrossed in the movie that I was startled when the bed dipped and I turned to see Stefan sitting down on it beside me.
"W-What are you d-doing in m-my room?" I stammered nervously.
" I wanted to update you on tomorrow's plan. The others know, but you came upstairs early, " he said, reducing the volume of the TV.
"When are they releasing gran tomorrow?" I asked fidgeting with my fingers nervously at his nearness. I had missed him the whole day after our trip to the hospital and now that he was with me, I didn't know what to do anymore.
Why did he have to sit beside me on my bed? He looked so good with his soft brown hair looking as if he had messily run his fingers through it numerous times, his electric blue eyes intensely staring at me, his moist full lips inviting me to kiss him. I missed kissing him so much, it seemed as if he had kissed me so long ago when it was only yesterday. I was ashamed of my thoughts, I was behaving like a horny teenager craving to be kissed. I felt his gaze upon my lips too and I blushed again.
"Gran will be released early at 8 am. Tristan will go and bring her here in the ambulance. I have booked an ambulance for the drive to New York. We would leave by lunchtime. We should reach it by evening. Tristan, Martha, and Ellie will accompany gran in the ambulance. You will come with me in my car, " he ordered not moving his eyes from mine.
Stefan's POV
I was glad that she had found a solution to her dance school. I wanted her to be happy when she shifted into my home. I didn't want it to be a stressful transition with her worrying about her school every day. I could have helped her get trustworthy employees but knowing Rosy's immensely stubborn and self-determined nature, I refrained from doing so.
I understood her passion for her career choice. It was applaudable that she had achieved so much at such a tender age that too all on her own.
After last time's revelation about her feelings for Tristan, I didn't feel jealous anymore of their harmless banter. I looked forward to my drive to the hospital with Rosy. I wanted to spend some time alone with her but Tristan was too stubborn. I wanted to say so much to Rosy but a car was not the place to talk. I switched on my favorite song for her and sang along just for her. I was surprised by my efforts at flirting. I had never done it before but it didn't feel awkward at all with Rosy. Her Rosy cheeks made me want to kiss her more. It had been so long since I had kissed her.
We were too busy with the finalization of the Clark deal amidst the regular work. It took us nearly the whole day to complete the formalities and sign the deal. When the work was at last completed we relaxed. Tristan went off to sleep and I went in search of Rosy. She was nowhere to be found and I felt guilty for not being able to spend time with her.
Just wait for a few days, Rosy. Once you shift into my home, everything would change. I would ensure that I gave her more time. I wanted to make it up to her for my absence for the last four years.
I had planned the shifting. Everyone else could travel however they wished to but I wanted Rosy to travel with me in my car. I know it was childish but I wanted her with me all the time. The main challenge was to get her to agree. Knowing her stubborn nature, it would be a difficult task but I was adamant.
Martha informed me that she had already retired to her room. My whole body tingled remembering the kiss that we shared in her room. I had to kiss her again. It was like my daily drug. I strode up the stairs to her bedroom.\ with determination. I was already feeling aroused just thinking of her.
Opening the door, I was spellbound by her creamy long legs exposed by the short pajama shorts that she was wearing along with a flimsy top that left nothing to the imagination. She attracted me like a magnet and I went inside to sit on her bed watching her like a hawk.
"Stefan?" came her breathy whisper which had me more aroused. It seemed as if she was expecting me here! I could feel her gaze on my lips and I wanted to do a happy dance in my head. The knowledge that she too remembered the kisses that we shared was too overwhelming. There was a strange electric charge in the air and I was already inching towards her.
But before I kissed her, I had to convince her to travel with me. So I cleared my throat to inform her of my plan, expecting a verbal battle already.
"Rose, I want you to travel with me in my car tomorrow. Martha and Ellie are going to be there in the ambulance accompanied by Tris," I said, apprehensively. She considered my words, biting her lips which made me groan inwardly. I wanted to do that!