Adam held tightly to my hands as we entered into the kitchen. I stared at him, wondering why he was being so skeptical and looking around fishy like someone was about to hurt him. I was bemused. The fact that his family made him to become like this was not sitting well with me. He had never been that comfortable enough that it seemed to him like he was imposing on our family. I shook my head, little did he know how much of a family he was. Dad had gotten to business. He was in that cool mode. And I was sure he wanted to impress Adam a whole lot because he was not even speaking to me, or Adam. He was just doing his own thing and it seemed like none of existed in the kitchen. I stared at Adam, a little bit worried about him. The whole idea that he was being a stranger with me was not sitting well with me. I was starting to get worried for him. For the first time ever, he looked gentle. Meek, even. “Are you okay?” I finally asked. That seemed to jerk him out whatever it was that he was
“What is it?” I finally asked, unable to take it again. There was something that made me very uncomfortable and self conscious when I am being stared at, especially after I realize that I am indeed being stared at. Adam was still smiling. Garh. He stared at me more for about thirty seconds. He then opened his mouth, brought out his free hand that was not laced in my hands, to cover the side of his mouth. So I can concentrate more on what he was about to whisper. “You are really beautiful.” Adam whispered. I managed to catch it through his mouth words. And I was sure I had turned pink. I could feel the blood pass through my face, and fell every blood come ahead to gather right in my cheeks. He was just being sweet. I could not say anything out loud because of dad, who had totally forgotten he even had both of us in the kitchen. He was really focused on what he was doing. I managed to stand on my toes and I peered at the frying Pan. Dad was making his pancakes into shapes! If I did had
Adam and I took the plantain, with each share turn my turn, I moaned in, a little bit, I did not want to warrant any awkward situation at this moment. The pancakes was too sweet on my tongue. I wanted to take each and every moment in me to taste the succulent flavor. As usual, dad added in the blue berry flavored syrup. That was my favorite. At that moment, I was really tempted to moan out loud. I did not mind if anyone was going to look at me weirdly. At that point, I did not even remember that Adam was in our house, and that he was probably going to be staring at me in a weird way, but at that moment, I had no care. I did not care about any single person. My eyes were closed, trying to savor the feeling and the taste in my mouth. There was something about food that made me happy. The meeee thought of it alone, the smell, the taste, the way it washes down my throat like the promises of tomorrow. Dad had been right when he said I never waited for him to serve the food into a plate.
There are so many things I had failed to notice from Adam. And I had just started seeing that after that night, after I had said hurtful things to him, and seen him in school much later. That was when I realized that there was a side to him that I had never met. I had not given myself chance to digest the Adam of that time. It was still so hard to believe that all these had happened in three days time, when he had ignored me. And how I had made it my life mission to just get closer to make him talk to me. So many things I had not seen because of my immune blindness to everything. I was finding it hard to believe that yesterday was the day the girls had tried to bully me, and Adam had been there to save the day. I knew I had to talk to my best friend, but not was nowhere close to the time. This morning, I had seen his missed calls, but I had been too concerned and worried about dad I had ignored him. I hoped to goddess that he was also not mad at me, I did not know what I was going yo
Dad had been in the room for almost an hour, I was starting to think something had happened to him. It was either because in his own sense, he was giving Adam and I space or he was just trying to do something that involved snooping around. That was the only thing I was sure could delay dad from going to work. I did not understand really, how was it possible for him to try to give us space when it was only going to be literally Adam and I in the whole house after he leaves. I rolled my eyes inwardly. Well, who knew, he must have have been planning to get something. Two things were on my mind at the moment. The first was on Adam, who was Adam, who had made an excuse to use my room as he had received an emergency call. Goddess knew I did not really want it to be news form the palace. That was the last thing I actually wanted to think of at the moment. The idea of all of that, and the thought made me want to puke my eyes out and remain in bed for days. With everything I had heard about h
I knew of times in which have locked the door to my room, all just because I wanted an a-line time. One would think even with less times dad spent in the house, I was going to be want to be around him. I was just that kind of child that wanted to spend her time being alone. Dad said I inherited that aspect from mum, and I was very sure that was true. My dad was really nosy, and I was no way like that. “I just wanted to check up on you dad. Besides, Adam is out there having a coversation with goddess knows who.” I shrugged, tuning back into my conversation with dad. It was so easy for me to zone out sometimes. It took the will for me to come back to the present. It was something my dad and I used to fight about back when I had been younger and dad would think I had been ignoring him on purpose. Well now, he was just honestly used to the whole concept. He understands and does not even bother me. I looked to dad, and that was when I noticed that he was folding his clothes into a mini
Even after several hours, several times after I had hugged dad close to my chest, the only thing my mind could manifest was how he was going to be the nosy handsome date there. I was sure part of my beauty had been a result of dads. He was really handsome, and I was sure he was into the eyes of many widowed werewolves around, in the pack. I was on his bed, watching him arrange everything neatly into his bag. Dad seemed nervous, although he was trying not to show it. At intervals, he would randomly ask me if he looked good, and if it was okay for him to ask specific questions. I really did not care about any of that, really. I just wanted him to be happy, and it was that he was. This was the first time he was obviously going to subscribe to anything like this ever since he had lost mum. He seemed to excited to be true. Sooner than later, dad was on his way. I followed him to the front door, making sure he looked his best before I sent him off. Dad waved me off with a kiss before ente
The way his throat moved whenever he said something deep. His rich pale skin, which looked like diamond. Like the finest piece of diamond ever, even in the manly way he held the phone. There was just many things about him I could look at, and not get tired. I was starting to get impatient. That feeling, when someone is with you, but all you just want to do is ruined because of how occupied the person was. Adam was not even batting a eye at me. I knew he was in business mode, I did not bother to listen to whatever it was that he was saying because like earlier, I was still not interested in it. Something just told me it was going to be something that was going to hurt me, which I did not want to hear. So I remained in that position, for a long time and when I started to get bored, I started to play with the shout of Adam. He paused from the phone call he was making, stared at me like I had two heads and continued what he was doing back. That seemed to give me the go ahead because I s