Now That You're Here

Chapter Three

The party was just like she left it and Rella could see her mom breathe in a sigh of relief at the sight of her.

Two glasses of wine later, and Rella could feel herself becoming bolder than she'd ever allowed herself to be so when he asked her for a dance she was up for it.

    Stefan guided her to the dance floor and pulled her against him. The lights were low and the music was a slow romantic ballad accompanied by a male singer, the melody sank deep into her, permeating her senses with its sensual feel. Then without her permission her nerves began to flare up again and she wondered what sort of wine she'd been having all night; it made her all the more aware of how close he was and how badly she never wanted to leave his warm embrace.  He towered over her by at least eight inches and her face was levelled with his broad shoulders which she found fascinating. She relished in the feel of his rock hard muscles against her and her eyes drooped. His scent tickled her nostrils making her senses go haywire.

Rella suddenly felt cool air touch her heated skin and she realised with a jolt that they were not in the restaurant but out in the garden.

    "Why are we out here?" She asked her eyes darting around the dimly lit, carefully tended garden wondering how they had gotten there. One minute they were dancing and the next they were out here she must've been really intoxicated to have let him drag her wherever.

    "You look like you were about to pass out in there." Stefan explained coolly, his eyes never leaving hers.

    "It must be the wine." She murmured.

    "It must be." Stefan agreed.

Silence fell on.

    Rella felt like she must be the only one feeling nervous and awkward as the silence stretched. She wasn't one for small talks especially when she knew she couldn't trust her brain to function as it should and it didn't help that they were in the most romantic spot in the restaurant. It was absolutely mesmerising. It made her feel and dream all kinds of things.

     "Mesmerising don't you think." Stefan murmured, saying exactly what had been on her mind.

     "It is." Rella smiled.

     "I haven't seen your twin around." Stefan said thoughtfully.

     "Oh Rella!" She said with a nervous laugh, "you know her, she's not the lavish party type." It felt weird talking about herself especially with him. And Stefan seemed baffled at her reply at first, he looked confused.

     "So I've observed. I don't think she likes me very much." He said sombrely.

Are you kidding?

     "What makes you say that?"

     "Just the fact that she always finds an excuse to flee the room whenever am there."

If only you knew.

     "Pfft, I don't think that's the reason at all." Rella jerkily tuck her hair behind her ear.

      "I hope so." He was staring at her as he spoke and Rella found herself trapped unable to look away.

Well shit, this is so not good.  

      "I love the way the light dances in your eyes." Stefan murmured huskily and Rella swallowed a lump in her throat. "Have you always had such mesmerising eyes?"

       

      Rella hadn't realised he'd moved until he was  close to her, so close she could feel his warm breath fanning her face but she didn't seem to be able to let hers out.