I moved to and fro around then decided to knock at the guest room door, Lia stepped out wearing my tshirt and shorts they looked so baggy her thin porcelain body didn't cover all,
" i was checking to see if you are comfortable ___is the room comfortable?".
"It is , thankyou" . I stared at her i could see her collar bones from the loose tshirt neck, I started thinking , if i left any hickeys on her that night, her lips didn't have any deep lipstick I guessed she just came from a shower.
I just couldn't contain myself anymore,
"Can i kiss you sweetheart"
I couldn't help but feel embarrassed hearing myself beg for a kiss. She smirked,
"Is that how you call all your nightstands ".
"God! No _only you"
"So you have a unique title for each",
She chuckled and bit her lip which made her sexy but i wanted to know what she was holding in bitting those juicy lips of hers.
I leaned in
"No" i stared at her and she held my gaze , her eyes shifted to my lips and then back to my eyes thats when i knew she was asking for it i pressed my lips on hers, how much I really wanted to taste them again , soft tasty i just wanted to savour them I could tell she wanted it brief and short but I didn't back out and when she gasped for air i took my chance letting my tongue caress hers and she moaned before breaking our intimate kiss , pushing me back.
" sorry " i said hopping I wouldn't impose any traumatic feeling to her .
" no she spoke looking down , " goodnight Adam".
She turned to leave but i still didn't want her to ,
"Coffee?",
"Mgh!...I thought you said i could sleep over not binge over".she said holding the guest room door
"Milk then". I persisted
She gave me a slight smile
" okay" ,
she stepped out closing the door behind her,
I had a feeling of accomplishment its really been long since i got this excited about a girl apart from just thinking of how i'll fuck them.
"Why the lotus"
"Uh?" She turned to me suprised but I knew she already heard me clearly. "um..."
I could tell she was already cooking up a lie she's such a bad liar, it's cute 'jeez,what am I thinking'
" you don't have to answer ". I spoke
She was quite for some time
" it's been there for as long as i can remember"
She spoke lowly yet firmly
"Like a family seal?". I asked.
"No , am the only one who has it __but i tell people i got it back in high school most of my friends think am a badass something " she chuckles lightening the cloudy atmosphere earlier. I slightly smile .
"I notice you never talk about your family" i asked bluntly as I handed her a cup of warm milk and opened a can of beer for myself.
She chuckled "like wise soldier ".
"How_".
"Your tag, I noticed since the first day we met".
" you are good at observing" i commented.
"I took psychology in college".
"Really?" I exclaimed but it was more of a question "I thought you majored in art".
She slightly laughed "i liked both".
"So _ what's your story". I stared back at her not talking I really never like it people prying in my life but I wasn't angry at her as i was when my father forced me to see a therapist.
Her eyes shifted and she became cautiously aware of her actions.
"Sorry i crossed the line__um we aren't... like",
she stammered nervously.
"No, it's just that am really not the type to talk about myself". I said defensively trying to remove the uncomfortable situation.
"My dad _" I began not sure how much i'ld have said at the end of this talk , is it even necessary, my therapist has been coaxing me to at least give a word about me but we always end with her assumptions and a hot sex , but here am about to speak to Lia and i've only known her for less than two months,
"_he always had this complete picture of a perfect son in mind but it turned out am broken to him_am the ceo of Hugo.co , because I don't want my young sister to be someone she doesn't want to be"
I looked at her and she was staring right into my face.
"Umh!" She sighs " I honestly can't relate to that...since the only thing I've ever been pushed by my parents is renting a highly secured apartment." She chuckled.
" why?" I asked and she was startled abit before deep breathing, i knew i might have asked the most personal question.
"I was assaulted __two years back..." she pauses and turns to me with a grin how fake she looked
"I've been seeing a therapist and am fine just the trauma".
I smiled at her , thinking of what happened ,
as much as i wanted to ask I didn't want her to start avoiding me , after we just started well, am still bothered by how she could easily accept spending the night at a guys place, just that easily, is it because she doesn't want me to know where she lives, I suddenly wanted to know who ever assaulted her and make him pay, i can work on that later.
"Why don't you live with your friend",
"Oh... Emma will move in this week".
I felt relieved knowing that she won't be alone
" how did you know i live alone"she asked.
"Kir always goes for sleepovers"I answered plainly, Lia blushed pink. but her eyes wide open.
" he tells you!" She exclaimed, and i liked the look on her face desperate yet embarrassed for her friend.
"Am just good at observing". I replied
As I silently sat on my bed thinking about what lia said and what my therapist said 'sure something must have happened to her' I thought, my phone buzzed and Kir's name was on the callers id ,
"Yes", i picked up.
"I got the details you wanted, be prepared ... it Lia Morgan the daughter of Dean Morgan the current chairman of lifestyle & company"
I has always had a hint that she came from a wealthy family .
" go on" i urged Kir to continue
"She is actually the daughter of Dean's brother he died 12 years ago, Kwan, Mg.Kwan Morgan".
"Major General?"
"Yeah__they had a car accident him and his wife didn't make it, Lia was the only survivor, check your emails___she sure has a complicated past."
"Yeah, thanks Kir"
I answered lowly then hanged up, she is so messed than i expected,