When I walk out of the bathroom I found Bella talking to Rachel, more like convincing her to not marry me.
Rachel: But he is good...
Bella: Can't you understand? He is old man.
What the hell....did she just called me old man. This girl...did she forget how many times I took her that night. How can she call me old when clearly she was more than satisfied when I was doing her.
I was going to confront her but stop because Rachel was also there. It's not good to talk about this infront of a child. When she slept I asked Bella the most dumbest question I can ever form.
Lucas: So I'm an old man huh?
Yes you are, she just called you now.
I saw the horrified look on her face. Is she that scared of me? She also stammered. Silly girl...dare to call me old behind my back but afraid to admit it. I sighed and start to move closer to her. She also fell on the bed in the process, but I still moved my face closer to hers.
The closeness was so much that I could feel her breathing and I'm sure if I concentrated more I would have surely heard her heartbeat too. She blushed from this proximity, probably reminiscing about that night. She looks like a cute bunny when she is flustered.
Lucas: Old man....look at you. This old man can make you blush again and again without even touching you Bella.
This made her cheeks even redder than before. She quickly tried to explain herself and I know she was right. Rachel's request was wrong. She finished all her blabbering in single sentence.
She looked kinda...innocent. Before I knew, my hand was already patting her head. Shit...she is looking confused. It was unintentional...but would she believe. To save myself I said what came into my mind first.
Lucas: I accept your apology. Besides I'm quite happy that you find me as a caring person with a good heart.
Phew.... before she questions me, I answered the reason of my action. She again flushed, but she quickly focused on my question and passed me a confused look. I reminded her about her conversation with Rachel.
Bella: Yeah right. You are good and kind. Now will you please stop patting my head. I'm not Rachel.
She said sarcastically and I help her stand up. I was going to say something but I got a call from Mark. I need to leave. I bid her goodbye and left from there.