With Every Gaze And Touch...

Before London - Part 3

 A/N: Last part of this little story. Enjoy!

"Serkan! Serkan!" Eda shouted after him.

His car was already waiting for him in front of the hotel. She managed to catch his elbow just before he reached it and he turned around. She could see how furious and hurt he was, but didn't understand why it affected him so much.

"Why didn't you tell me you were with Kaan?" he roared.

"Because I didn't think it was important!" She roared back.

"You didn't think it was important? You are getting married Eda!"

"No I am not! I only met the guy yesterday!"

Serkan pinched the brink of his nose and inhaled. "You are telling me that Kaan Karadag is the one who made you come here and you didn't check who he was?" When Eda didn't say anything he cupped her face. "Do you realize what this means?"

"How many times will I tell you that I thought it was you? Yes, I know, it was stupid but what do you want me to do about it? I was in shock when I found out, tamam mi? I couldn't even remember his name! And then everything happened so fast..."

"Eda," Serkan whispers painfully putting his forehead on hers.

She leaned back to look at him. "Who is he? How do you know him?"

He let go of her face. "Long story short, he was a childhood friend. Not anymore."

"Why?"

He sighed. "I don't think this is the place to talk about it." She nodded in understanding. "Shall we go back to my house?"

She nodded again with no hesitation. He looked at her for a brief second before taking her in his arms and hugging her tight. Eda was surprised at first but her hands soon held onto his shoulders as she breathed in his scent. She felt immensely relieved and calmer when he released her. He asked a valet to put her suitcase in the trunk of the car then they both got in the car and drove off.

Unbeknownst to them, Kaan had been following their exchange. He was smirking, thinking about how this situation could benefit him even more. When the couple left, he signaled to one of his assistants to come close. The man handed him his phone and he quickly dialed a number that he would be using very often from now on.

"Semiha hanim. Kaan Karadag speaking. I think you need to know about something that happened and that greatly surprised me. Something that I think may change the terms of our contract."

The ride to Aspen Hill was a quiet one. Both lost in their own thought, neither Serkan nor Eda dared say a word, fearing another confrontation. She longed to reach for his hand resting next to his thigh between them. But she didn't.

As soon as the car stopped in front of the front door, Serkan flew out of it in no time. He seemed angrier than when they had left and Eda didn't understand why. She immediately followed him as he walked straight to his bedroom without even taking off his coat, in a rush to get away from her it seemed.

She stopped in the doorway, watching silently as he removed the coat and proceeded to take off his watch as well. He froze when he noticed her.

"Lütfen Eda. I want to be alone."

She walked slowly to him not caring about his words. She tentatively brought a hand to his face and traced his frowned eyebrows softly. After a few seconds he started relaxing them and closed his eyes when her feather-like touch moved over them. She could hear his breathing slow down as well and it made her more confident.