Stacy’s POV
We had our afternoon meal and I had my
scheduled medicine. “you doesn’t want to talk about it, but I know you are
still thinking about my proposal and you know it that overthinking will
lead you to bad health again.”, he said this and my eyes widened in surprise.
“Really?” I asked.
He nodded, smiling, “Rose?”
I looked at him curiously. “What?”
“Just cutting your surname a
bit shorter. It’s Roseway but you are a ROSE to me now on”, he confirmed.
I had no idea how he could make me blush so easily. He really
loved catching me off guard. I bit my lip. It was dangerous to be alone with
him, especially in a small space. “Let’s walk around a bit.” I walked ahead of
him, almost running, but he easily caught up. “Are you nervous?”
“Of course not.” I stole a
glance at him. He was looking down, smiling. “I want to go somewhere safe”, I didn’t
know why that came out of my mouth. May be because my heart didn’t feel safe.
“Safe,” he repeated, his
eyes narrowing. “Is anyone bothering you?”
I shook my head. I forgot
how observant he was. He reached for my hand, his thumb absently making circles
on my palm. I shivered at the contact. “Will you tell me if anyone starts
bothering you? I’ll protect you.”
My throat felt thick so I just nodded. No one had told me
that before. Not the way he did. Like he mean it.
“In the press conference, I think
I will not disclose about my feelings for you until you agree and feel the same
for me. And once the reporters and the media get their questions' answered, that
very moment, life will be easy for you and of course for me too. And u can
resume your duties again then.” He said in a very serious tone, because he
feared for my safety and for me too. I was trying to hold myself a lot but
something invisible was pulling me towards him. I am also giving in myself. I don’t
know why and how so soon but all I knew was that surely there is something
about this guy and I just cannot ignore that.
“I am sorry Rose, I’ve never
done that earlier, never ever. I know I was in relationship earlier, but that
was not this complex to handle because she was not you. Not as innocent and
lovely like you. You are different and you are special. Because you are this
way, that is why I like you. You are a doll I was searching for myself since
long. And now since I have got you, I won’t let you go.” There was a mix of
mortification and sadness in his voice.
Ah, dammit all to hell and
back.
Grabbing his face, I planted
a kiss on his lips. We both froze. One, One thousands. Two, two thousands. Three,
three thousands……
I pulled away, but his big
hands held my face, trapping me. Then his lips began to move. His kiss wasn’t
as I remember it. It was better. Soft lips, gentle bites, tease, tease, tease.
“You taste so good. Better,”
he corrected. His voice was deeper than normal, huskier. “Are you my girlfriend
now, Rose?” His hands still held my face so that I was exposed and vulnerable
to his gaze. I looked away.
“No,” I replied.
His hands fell away from my
face. “What then?” he demanded.
“Don’t ask this of me. You want
too much, you ask too much. It’s all so fast.”
He closed his eyes, lowering
his head and gripping the back of his neck with both his hands. “I am sorry,
you are right,” he said softly. When he looked up, his eyes were solemn. “I don’t
know what the hell I am doing. I know I am handling it wrong, but I can’t seem
to stop. I just want it with you. Everything. And I am clueless how…” he finished
helplessly, his hands falling to his sides.
My heart felt heavy. Why did
I feel like I wanted to gather him in my arms, take away his pain? I was
falling, falling…and there was no safety net because Zaroon was taking it away.
He was asking me to risk everything.
“Can we take it slow?” I asked
after a moment. He took a deep breath, nodding. “Let’s do that.”
And
with the press conference, everything was sorted out. I was back to work and
when it comes to work, Zaroon is very professional and he always maintained a cordial and only professional relation with me in office and during
office hours.
But
within these days, he asked me many number of times about the name I am ready
to give to our relationship and every time I had nothing different to tell him other than I wanted time. He was giving me time, my privacy, and all the things I wanted
just to hear that I also feel the same for him, as he does for me.
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