When i got home i took a nap trying not to think about what just happened i know i am a brat, i just don't want to be bested by my dad I don't want him to have full control over my life.
I sure played the good son far enough because of how i feel for my mother i just never want to see her I despair.
I woke up and it was already night , I carried my body lazily from bed 'should order some food' I don't feel like cooking military grade shit now , am sore and i need something good warm ,
I took a bath then went down stairs. I went through my kitchen drawers looking for any flyers 'am certain i had at least one' it had never occurred to me that i would want to order food since am distinctly cautious of my meals since the military.
I thought of checking my mail am sure i'll find some , i headed for the door , I stepped out and to my suprise my the elevator open, it might be Kir but he said he'll be finishing up things at the office , no one comes up since i got the floor to myself, only the maid Miss Gomez comes by on Tuesday and friday .
I stood there waiting and was stupefied seeing Lia standing there infront of me her face down , it felt like deja'vu , then I remembered that day at the auction when she left.
"Lia". I called out, she looked suprised and nervous , I could say she wasn't expecting to see me she looked left right then back at me , and her eyes scanned me up to down then rested at my face .
I didn't want her to leave, seeing that she wasn't aware of where she was , meant she didn't wanna be here, I didn't wanna know what kind of sleep walking she had or why here, i just didn't want her to leave.
I kept my hand on the frame to prevent the elevator from closing.
" wanna come in __" she stared at me still shocked ,
" i _i guess that's why am here", she sighs trying to compose her self with an awkward laugh and stepped out of the elevator,
I guided her to my living area which i know she knows since she's been here before but I didn't want to make it obvious, and still i wanted to.
"I was about to get something to eat ,what would you like?"
She stares for a minute or to her face flushes.
"I could make you something __" she blurts, quickly clasps her mouth her eyes popped out. I wasn't letting her take back her words so quickly replied .
"Yea sure! All yours". I gesture her to the kitchen it'ld be an honor tasting her food. Her face still flushed and embarrassed she bit her lower lip inward that I thought she'd smear her deep red lipstick on her teeth ,I lean on the island and watched her go through my shelves i could smell her nervousness from where i am.
Then something hit me 'lia was at the office earlier '.
'Won't she ask anything about what happened, or should I explain myself, no no I cannot, but i hate this silence, she's not even my girl and am flustered with thoughts. '
"I could make omelette rice or noodles" she turned to me then turned back to the upper cupboards "you sure do have alot of side dishes for a bachelor " she spoke again but her back was towards me .
"Well my mother insists " i replied then she turned shocked, I guess I heard what i wasn't suppose to.
"Did i..."
"Think out loud?...yes you did"I interrupted her
"Am sorry__ i tend to speak my thoughts sometimes...I didn't mean to offend you or something " she spoke lowly with her head down. I could tell she was flushed wish embarrassment from her pink ears. And she did it again she bit her lip 'maybe she's doing that to contain her mouth from blurting her thoughts'. I told my self .
"And you didn't, I assure you"
I replied
" so which is it rice or noodles".
" rice please "... 'can't say i've had noodles these past two days '
" okay " she replied and turned she began soaking the rice , and i just sat there staring at her not paying attention to how much I made her face red, the aroma in the kitchen made me more hungry, I wished i would have this again, her in my kitchen all flushed making us dinner.
The dinner was ready we ate and I honestly enjoyed the food.
"How was it" she asked
"Good" . I replied i wanted to explain briefly on how the spices water my mouth but I guess am just not a talker.
We talked for a while Lia sure is talkative and she sure had an interesting life, though mainly it had Jeen ...no Emma in it, it's not like we are close or something but she sure avoided talking about any of her family members , and I thought its wise not asking despite of my curiosity.
"Does it hurt". She asked i stared back not getting what she really meant.
" well... um ... I don't mean to pry or anything but um... shit! the bruises do they hurt".
" oh " i held my lip "no _not at all"
"You should disinfect... um.. just__" .
"Are you worried about me miss Morgan".
I asked hopping to tease her.
"No!" She stood up
"Where are you going" i asked confused yet happy seeing her all pink , i just can't get enough of this.
" home". I checked the time and it was 17 min to midnight , did we talk , no_she talked for a whole two hours.
" Ooh! Then i'll drive you".
"It's __ no_no i can go by myself "
She stammers , 'do I make her uncomfortable'
But am sure enjoying her embarrassed.
"It's late___or you could use one of the guest rooms".
I suggested and she shot daggers at me with her eyes. I raise my hands in defense.
" I won't touch you__well not without your permission ". I finished.
She paused for a while," um..."
"I could get you a change of clothes ". I cut her off, and she glared at me awkwardly.
"I got them for you_the_the night you spent here". I rushed up to my bedroom and got her the clothes.
"I got you something comfortable to sleep with"
She just stood there staring at me not understanding what was going on .
" you either spend the night here or i drive you home _ am not letting you go alone this night."
"Okay". She takes the clothes from my hand and heads in .