08: Eyes On The Horizon.

LEYLA'S POV:-

I was standing by the balcony. The party was pretty crazy. People were everywhere. As I was already tired, I decided to give myself a break. My cheeks were hurting due to constant smiling and pretending to be a nice lady. I was not a lady anymore. But who would tell my mom? She actually still thought that I was a virgin. Well, not exactly. Even though I was never in any relationships. But I was sexy and I knew it. Because of that, I have had almost all the guys after me since high school. Everyone wanted to date me until they knew what a freak I really was.

I still remember who was my first, though. Well, it was kinda revenge over a girl in high school. Her name was Darcy. She liked the football captain of our high school, Damian And he was into me. Weeks before prom, he asked me. And I said yes. Who would not. He was actually the most handsome guy. He was a dream guy. He was good at studies and sports. Darcy got jealous and told the whole school my dark secret about the ghosts. How did she know? Well, I helped her family with a bully when we were kids.

She revealed my dark secret and everyone in Brooklyn learned about it. She did not know that her mansion still had some ghosts. Good ghosts actually. They told me that she was planning to lose her virginity after prom. I went to Damian and asked him to take me. All it took was a revealing dress and a few shots of tequila. He was head over heels with the idea. So before prom, I had Damian. And that was the revenge I took over Darcy. After prom she learned that I had Damian first. When he told her that my body was more sexy and I was tighter. It was fun.

"What a shame?" I almost jumped as I heard a voice from behind. It sounded a lot familiar though. I turned around to look. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I found Kurt standing behind me with two glasses of champagne in his hands. I rolled my eyes then raised a brow at him.

"What a shame that the real beauty of this party is hiding in the dark while the fake ones are running around?" He spoke in a deep and rough voice that made me smile. He flashed his shining smile at me and offered me one glass. I took the glass and thanked him.

"So you are the guest of honor. Now I understand why my mom was all pissed at me. She wanted me to tempt you back. You sure know how to tempt a woman." I spine in a jovial tone and he shrugged his shoulders proudly. 

"Of course, I know how to tempt women. I know how to tempt all of them. By the way, you are looking absolutely stunning tonight." He replied to me then he complimented me in that same deep and rough voice. I took a sip from my glass while looking away. 

I could feel my cheeks heating up. I knew I was blushing. And I did not want him to see me blush. So I turned my face towards the horizon. Instead of looking at his face, I was staring at the moon. It was a full moon night.

My heart paced up a little as I felt him getting closer towards me. He was standing right behind me. I could feel his warmth radiating on my body. Thousands of butterflies erupted in my stomach as he brushed his knuckles with my bear back. I wanted to turn around but instead he stopped me. "Don't turn around. Just keep your eyes on the horizon." He whispered in my ear. I bit my lower lip as I heard his deep voice in my ear. He did not do anything else but it was certainly intimidating for me. That reminded me that I needed to get laid soon.

"Do you have anywhere besides a place that is full of people? Or do we have to keep talking to each other like this in an awkward environment. I can clearly see that you are not a party person either. How about we go somewhere quiet and a little peaceful?" He whispered in my ear and I turned around to look at his face. A raised a brow at him with a questioning look on my face. He chuckled softly then raised both of his hands in defeat. 

"Don't worry! I am not the kind of man who would want to jump into a woman's bed just after two meetings." He answered my unasked question. With that, we both started laughing. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards my bedroom. I opened the door and we both stepped into my bedroom.

"I was really in the mood to have a "me" time tonight. But looks like my mom knows ways to surprise me. Anyways, I don't really know why there is a party at my place. Make yourself comfortable, Mr Rodriguez." I said as I went towards my bed and laid down. He slowly walked towards my bed then sat on the edge of the bed. He was sitting beside me. He was looking at me with this intense gaze. I was not sure why he was looking at me like that.

"You don't know what this party is for?" He asked me as he laid down on the bed. One of his elbows was resting on the metrus. He grabbed a lock of hair that was on my face then he pushed it behind my ear. Breathing heavily, I shook my head.

"Well, I can help you with that. This party is actually for you. My dad wanted to thank you for saving my life. But your dad told him that you don't go to anyone's house for some personal reasons. That is why your mom gave us the idea that the party would be at your place." He spoke in a gentle tone that made me gulp nervously. I was staring at his face while he was talking to me. His face had this gentle look that I never saw before. I chuckled nervously and sat up.

"I am gonna grab some orange juice from the kitchen. Do you want me to get you something?" I nervously asked as I stood up. He nodded his head while staring at me with the same intense gaze.

"Bring me a glass of red wine." He replied in his same deep voice that made my heart skip a beat or two. 

"Okay, I will be back in a minute. Make yourself comfortable. Don't worry. I don't really have anything to hide. You can explore if you want." I said and quickly went towards the door. As soon as I stepped out of the room, I had to stop for a while to catch my breath. Well, yes, I have been with many men in my life. But that does not mean that I get that kind of gentle treatment often. All my life, I have had only hook ups. Because everyone in Brooklyn, maybe even in New York knew what kind of freak I was. And as I could not get myself to tell Kurt about that. I decided to let him explore it. I knew he would see my diary and would read it. It was a hunch. So I went with it.