A Lover To Him

Chapter Twenty-two, Ice cream date

Eventually, we did end up in my bathroom despite the joke Dylan made. I lie on Caine's chest, listening to his heart beating as his chest rises and falls. Caine's arm is wrapped around my waist, pulling me close to his chest. There's a comfortable silence in my room, and we're both still a little bit sweaty from the past few events. 

I like this comfortable silence between us because no one feels the urge to break through this silence and say something. We're enjoying each other's company in the silence of the night, both of our minds full of thoughts and questions. Well, at least my mind is full of thoughts and questions. I'm not entirely sure if his mind is thinking about everything too. I'm not stressed or worried about what's going to happen, but I do wonder about it. 

I wonder what this means for both of us and our relationship. We agreed we wouldn't end up having sex, but I suppose our agreement was thrown out of the window the minute he entered this apartment tonight. I can only hope that we can ever figure our way out of this little mess, and I wish things were less complicated. 

I have no clue where Caine wants to go with this whole mess, and I'm not entirely sure of his intentions. Neither do I know how he feels about me or what he thinks about this. He's so closed off with his emotions that I can only guess what he feels by his actions. The only emotion I can read clearly from his face is anger, but nothing else. I can hardly tell if he likes to do something or if he only does it to please someone dear to him. He can be complicated like that, and it's frustrating. 

"What are you thinking about, mon amour? What fills that beautiful mind of yours at the moment," He questions, flashing me one of his rare, beautiful smiles. His ice-blue eyes look at me with genuine curiosity, wanting to know what's going on in my mind. What's bothering me from deep inside. Jackson once told me that Caine had never been interested in anything or anyone, but, he said, I've never seen him so interested in someone until you bumped into his life. He genuinely wants to know how you're doing, what bothers your mind or what keeps you up at night, that's what he told me. 

"The thought of that one little ice cream parlor a couple of blocks away that is still opened. I'm craving this really good mango and lemon ice cream they sell there." I tell him, already tasting the amazing, mouth-watering flavors of the ice cream in my mouth. Caine raises his eyebrows, shaking his head slowly as he continues to hold my gaze. An amused smirk appears on his face as he gets out of my bed, making me look at him with a confused gaze. 

"What are you doing?" I ask him, covering my naked body with the dark green sheets as I sit up straight to look at him. He grabs his boxer from the floor, which magically ended up in my room when he tossed it aside when we were in the kitchen, and puts it on. From my perspective, I can't imagine another such attractive and handsome man standing in my bedroom, except for Caine Williams.

"Come on, I'm getting you some ice cream." He says, giving me a seductive wink before he leaves the room to grab his clothes from the kitchen. I frown my eyebrows, getting out of bed slowly with the sheets still wrapped around me. I walk towards the kitchen, trying to find where Caine threw my underwear. 

Caine's already found all of his clothes and hands all of my clothes to me before he walks back to my bedroom. I follow him to my bedroom, dragging the sheets with me to cover my naked body with them. I close the door behind me once we're in my room, and I open my closet, remembering that I still have some clothes that belong to Caine because I never returned them after our first encounter in his hotel. 

"I still got some of your clothes if you don't want to wear your trousers and dress shirt? I never got the chance to return them after our encounter in your hotel," I say, handing him a folded pile of clothes. He raises his eyebrows at me, smelling the clothes for a second before a smirk appears on his face. He gets dressed in the clothes I gave him, and I get dressed too.