Your love is like a rain!

Chapter 11- saturday night-- its a date!

Questa

"Will you go out with me?" his voice pierced in my brain like a sweet needle. I don't know whether theirs a metaphor called sweet needle.... But I don't care... because he just asked me out!

My brain is working at 100 miles per hour right now and if I sit down to list all of them I'll just end up writing an essay. So just let it be.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as he snapped his fingers in front of me. I realized in what position we were.

We were sitting on the window sill with me seated on his lap while he had sprawled his legs and my face was buried in his neck smelling his amazingly heated man smell (literally, as men liberate a lot of heat).

I was still feeling the repercussions of our make out. And THAT made me smile.

"Excuse me! What the hell? You zoned out twice? Care to reply? I am in a position of make it or break it and you wont care to reply and you're smiling effing carefree!" he justified.

Considering my face is buried in his neck, how he knew I am smiling. "How did you know I am smiling?" My curiosity came over me.

He sighed and then his lips formed a smirk.

"With you like this, I can feel the movement of your each and every cell. And your smile almost tickled my neck. Are you happy with the explanation? Now, will you go out with me?"

"I am relieved that you finally asked. I had already accepted the fact that we were going to have an 'unspoken' relationship." I air quoted the word unspoken.

As I finished saying he picked me up and placed me on his chair and spun me to face him, our face only inches close.

"I would never do that to you." He said with an intensity which would crack my outer my body and my heart would jump out to him.

"You could have told me that on the window sill. You dint have to pick me up and place me on the chair"

I questioned trying to avoid the intensity in which he was drowning me.

He stood up straight and almost pulled his hair out of frustration and he was back at my face.

"You have to spoil the moment, don't you?" his eyes were blazing this time.

"Don't play hard to get, miss. I know you very well to fall for it. You want crush my dignity but I am way too good for that."

Oh fuck!

That bastard!

I smirked "We'll see! I gotta go!"

He made way for me. I walked towards the door still waiting for him to say what I wanted to hear.

"So.......... Saturday night, a d-d-date? You and me?" he asked. His fingers had made way to his hair when I turned to see him, just like guys do when they are nervous.

"Why are you stuttering?" I smirked again.

This time he moved towards me with his boyish nervousness vanished and his ever so cocky self coming back. His stare melting me right away. Oh god save me from eating him right now.

He held me strongly by catching both of my arms.

And that intensity was back where I can feel fire emnating from my body.

"Because the girl standing in front of me is so hot that my tongue can think nothing but devouring all the skin she has rather than wasting energy on words." He looked in my eyes one by one and in another second he moved and went towards the door and opened it. "After you." He raised his eyebrow while he said that.