Ninety five

CHAPTER 95

GLENN

A thunder clasped across the sky from where we were, at the first Instance I appeared startled seeing him—Santiago.

He appeared wet apparently he had made the long walk to my apartment under the heavy downpour of the rain.

With each moment I that crept through us, I felt encaptured by his looks as he was noticably in distress but looked beautiful In it as well.

Ever how two contrasting images could be merged into one body, he was definately the description, he fitted right into it just the way he fitted into my soul.

"I was not expecting you." I spoke calmly as I was in-between just waking up and trying to sort out the feeling from th back of my mind.

"Am I disturbing?" He queried.

"Not that, it is just that You keep popping up in places I am not expecting off late."

He nod his head In agreement. "Let's just say I can't keep myself away from you off late."

If there was anything I would give to him, it was actually the way his words felt soothing. He was swift with it enough that it would steal a woman soul.

Mine felt stolen every bit of it and there was nothing I could do get it back as it seemed dissolved into every part of him, merging till we are one —Two souls merged into a body.

"Am I not invited in." He asked with a glaring smirk on his face.

I didn't speak instead I stood aside from where was as let him walk in.

"You are all wet, let me give you a change of clothes"

He walked in with me striping as he did, without looking back a tossed a sweatshirt to him.

" Really, so you took this… " He muttered as he wore the sweater.

"You know … I figure you might not be in need of it."

"Really —"

He looked around the room as he did, I hurried to get the clothes i had worn the previous night away as my smile still seemed evident.

"Guess I am disturbing a day you plan on lazing around."

"I am not lazing around, was just waking."

"Really? " I rolled my eyes.

It took a smirk from him to know he was just pulling my legs, when it came to my notice I swiped at him with a pillow.

"Trust me you don't want to start this."

"Really… What are you going to do about but. "I swiped at him again.

This time he picked up a pillow and returned the same act, we went at it for a while with both of us hitting each other and Rollin on the sheets.

Then we stopped abruptly, the next moment was filled with us staring straight at each other as I did, I watched him for a moment while diverse thoughts played at the back of my mind.

"Is there any problem ?" He asked after seeing that I was hesitating to speak . I was quiet for a moment pondering on the words .

The last thing I would want to do at this moment was make the situation more difficult than it already was by saying something stupid.

When he wouldn't stop looking at me so keenly, I was forced to speak at least saying anything would dissolve the tense atmosphere that was starting to build up slowly.

"What is it … And don't tell me nothing cause I would have to force it out of you if possible. "

At that moment I could feel every tiny spark that glittered from my soul, and speaking u could see as it radiate as well feeling both our souls up.

"I am just wishing there is a way for us to remain this way forever, you know without her."

He smiles after I had spoken. " You sound more jelaous than concerned ."

" Jealous! Why would I be? " I questioned. though it was far, far from the truth, thr last thing I would want to do was admit that one fact.

“So, you are not jealous … Then you are most definitely insecure.” The last thing I wanted was him prying, the last time that happened with anyone it had ended up with Anna knowing my secrets.

The fact that words no matter how little it was , no matter how It was supposed to be when it left my lips it came out more acutely than I had usually intended.

"You do realize that I love you Santi… I don't know but with you I tend to be different, it is almost as if your body is made entirely for my soul."

He stilled, I could feel him reacting to the word that I had said, he did it with indifference, as though he’d realized how delicate it would be if he didn't react the way I had wanted.

It was fact, I had not been kidding when I had actually said those words. If there was anything that I so much wanted it was the fact that I Wanted him to be a part of my world as well.

“I feel the same way as well… You know I wish that mistake with her had never happened. "

I shut my eyes, deep in mind was a thousand thing I wanted to say but at the same moment I couldn't bring myself to say it.

He glanced my way, gaze filled so much intent “Or you rather I give all of this away? "

" It is not my decision to make. " I muttered. In a way I sounded a bit annoyed, not because he had said thsie words but because in a wayvhwr right.

He looked in my direction and all I could feel was that warmth again that looked like it was setting my soul in flame.

In my soul I wondered how he could do that so easily… How one moment he could make me so annoyed and in the next make him want him so much that there was no way of stopping myself.

The frightening thing about it was that I couldn’t just rely myself on what he was saying, I could gamble on anything but when it came down to his words it was harder doing that,wasn't that why I had ran away in the first Instance.

"Glenn." He called me but I ignored and averted his gaze.

He left where he was and came toward where I was couching right Infront so he could see the look on my face.

"You do know I want to give you the world. "

I inhaled, though my soul felt heavy as it was drifting apart, that was how good he was with his words, he was like a con artist when ever he crafted them—

I didn’t know how he could say something of that nature and leave me alone to suffer it's aftermaths, he spoke calmly about it and like he was less concerned whereas I needed to break eye contact and brush the moment away so I wouldn't be damned.

"You are quiet." He muttered. "You sound like you don't believe me… How long would it take, how many kisses?"

A part of me heard his teasing tone, while another part drown ha words inside of me one more time for the first time since his comment about Martha I looked into his eyes again.

Like a deep sea, His blue eyes swept me from head to toe, burning my skin. As I could feel the intensity of his words it was as though his eyes was shy from keeping secrets, almost as though it wouldn't lie to me.

While a part of me wanted that assurance that he was mine after all and no one else, something In me was about to rebuff the possibility till his palm lifted my jaw to look deeper in my eyes.

“If this would convince you, you are going with me … "

I looked at him confused. " Going with you? "

A feeling of uncertainty drifted through the room—

"You would be my partner when going home to my mother for my father's burial."

Something touched me deep in the chest.