With a grin on her face, Olivia made sure she was okay, as she adjusted her hair and neatened her clothes (even when there was nothing there to neaten, actually)...
When she was done, she cleared her throat lightly as she called in a soft voice;
"...Ethan...?"
When she called out to him, she expected him to raise his head immediately, but to her disappointment, he didn't instantly.
Taking his time, until Olivia got impatient and was about to speak, Ethan finally raised his head to look at her.
When Olivia saw that Ethan was so focused on his phone and didn't even acknowledge her presence, she became impatient as she pursed her lips and held onto the sides of her. clothes as she tried her best to suppress the urge not to speak up.
When it was finally one full minute, Olivia opened to speak a word, but as she did so, Ethan finally raised his head up to eye her clothing.
When he was down looking at her, he commented;
"The clothes fit you perfectly...!"
Although, his voice did not hold much that of an enthusiasm, he managed to say something.
When the comment left his mouth, Olivia couldn't believe what she had just heard...
'No way...'
'Did Ethan just say that to me...?' Olivia couldn't believe her ears.
She must be hallucinating right now...
'I must be dreaming, right now...!' Olivia exclaimed in her head.
'Or probably it's the side effect of the alcohol I took yesterday...!' Another thought suddenly popped up, pushing the previous one away.
Trying to manage her smile, Olivia slowly walked over to where the seat that was directly opposite Ethan was and pulled it out and sat down as she looked at what was arranged on the table.
As she stared at the food, Ethan looked up at her as he said;
"I had the maids prepare a second serving...because of our little secret!" He said the last part in a low voice, but not looking at her.
Olivia felt touched.
'Finally, he's starting to take me into consideration...!'
But then the little smile that Olivia had the courage to muster up suddenly fell again as she adjusted herself in her seat.
'What if...he's just so it doing all these just to get rid of me...? He's definitely gon' take someone else sooner or later...!' That thought had Olivia clench her fists tightly as she stared at Ethan, as of waiting for what he had to 'discuss'...
Ethan noticed the adjustment of Olivia in her seat, so raising his head only slightly, he lifted his eyes to look at her.
Whether Olivia didn't take notice of it or whatever, Ethan actually stared at her for a long time and wondered what was actually going on in her head...
"What's wrong...?" Ethan finally asked.
Olivia seemed not to have heard what he had said the first time, so he called her name;
"Olivia...!"
"Hm?" It was then that Olivia responded with her eyes widened.
Ethan studied her for a while.
"What's wrong?" He repeated.
"What are you thinking...?" He asked again.
Olivia only stared blankly at him.
Leaning forward as he put his phone aside, Ethan reached out to Olivia, gently placing the back of his warm palm on her cold cheeks...
As Ethan leaned forward, Olivia slightly leaned backwards.
When he reached out his the back of his warm palm out to her cheeks, she couldn't help but let the feeling of excitement leap within her...
She almost began blushing, but she managed to get a hold of herself and controlled it.
When Ethan was done checking her temperature, he slowly leaned backwards, resting on the chair as his gaze never left her.
After a while, Ethan opened his mouth, and then lowly said;
"How 'bout you go grab some whatever it is that you want from the kitchen...!" He suggested.
It was then that Ethan felt Olivia's eyes focus on him.
Though, her eyes were already on him, he couldn't help but feel that she had her mind in another place and on another person...
Temi maybe...
When Olivia heard Ethan's voice talk, she couldn't help but break free from her thinking state as she brought her eyes back to staring at him.
"How 'bout you go grab some water...?" Ethan suggested, but not asking.
"But, there's already some water on the table...!" Olivia said pointing at the jug of water in front of them, on the table.
"Then go get some drink...!"
"But I don't want to drink...!" Olivia whined.
But her whining meant nothing to Ethan as he only stared at her, not breaking his intense stare from her.
After some seconds of momentary pause, Ethan said;
"...Pick any drink you like...!" He said in a low voice.
"...Just don't go for the high ones!"
When Ethan had said that, he turned his attention back his phone as he picked it up and as usual, began browsing through it, acting like he ignored her presence.
It took some time for what Ethan had said to completely digest into Olivia's mind.
But when it had, Olivia slowly got up and headed straight for the kitchen, which was just an opening away.
As she got up and headed straight for the kitchen, Ethan slowly followed her with his eyes.
Running his eyes over her body, he examined what she wore...
She wore a slouchy cream coloured off the shoulder sweater, paired up with black leggings...
As she walked barefooted into the kitchen to get what Ethan had requested, Ethan couldn't help but stare.
Those where clothes that Temi should have been wearing...
He had initially purchased those clothes for Temi and was planing on presenting them as a gift to her when the right time came, because she loved clothes and was a huge lover of slouchy off shoulder tops...
So he thought he could give her some.
And he had purchased like a whole bag of them...
Different colours and different designs...
Now he had given it out to someone that looked like a stranger to him...
He couldn't help but sigh over it.
When Olivia turned to look his way, he slowly turned his face away and pretended to be on his phone.
When Olivia got up and headed into the kitchen, shee went straight to the refrigerator as she knew those were where Ethan's parents stored their drinks...
But as she reached out for the refrigerator handle, she felt an intense gaze on her.
She knew that it was Ethan, as it was only Ethan that would be staring at her in such manner.
Hiding the smile that was about to creep up, Olivia decided to turn her head and look.
When she turned her head, she caught him staring at her body.
Was he staring at what she was wearing or what?
Olivia was puzzled.
Or was he admiring her body...
Olivia decided to ask a question.
But as soon as she turned her head a second time, Ethan slowly turned his head away, as if trying to ignore her eyes.
Disappointed, Olivia just had to turn her attention to the fridge as she made her mind up to search for what he had sent her to get.
As she opened the fridge, her mind went blank as she stared at the interior...
She didn't know what to look for anymore.
What had she done?
'Ethan, what have I done to deserve this...?'
Olivia couldn't help but ask herself.
As she stared at the interior of the fridge, Ethan stared at her.
He really wondered what was going on inside that small head of hers.
After a while, Olivia finally reached out her hand out into the fridge as she slowly pulled out two(2) bottles of some kind of drink...her choice as Ethan had already opportuned her.
Slowly closing back the fridge, Olivia slowly walked back the table where Ethan was sitting by and gently dropped the two (2) bottles of drinks in front of him and then tried sitting down.
When she placed the two bottles on the table, Ethan took a peek at them.
"You want to get high again, right?"
Olivia was greeted by Ethan's words as her butt met with the chair.
Raising her head slowly to look at him, Olivia met Ethan's gaze and Ethan held it.
Staring back at him unblinkingly, Olivia didn't make a move to look away and neither did Ethan.
After a while, Ethan slowly said;
"Let's take some shots, shall we...?"
Suggesting this, Ethan reached out for one of the bottles and then uncorking it, he poured out some of its contents into one of the glasses arranged on the table and then handed it over to her.
Cautiously taking the glass offered by Ethan, Olivia watched as Ethan poured his into another glass cup in front of him and then to her confusion, added a small amount of water.
Looking at him and then at the glass in his hand in which he added some water, Olivia looked back at him.
"...Uh, Ethan...?"Olivia called.
Ethan only raised his eyes to look up at her.
"Why did you add some amount of water into yours and not into mine?" Olivia asked with her eyes looking into her glass.
"Whatever that means...!" Olivia murmured.