My Enemy - M.P

Part 49

Mattia's POV

The cold air hit me the instant I opened the doors and stepped onto the balcony. I silently closed the doors behind me and started walking over to where she was standing without making so much as a sound.

She was leaning against the railing. Both her hair and ball gown were fluttering in the wind. The rhinestones on her dress were shining even brighter now that the moon's light was shining on them. 

I continued silently making my way over to her and stopped when I was standing right behind her. Now that I was closer, I could see that her arms were crossed over the railing, and she was staring at the sky in front of her. But the thing that caught my attention the most was her biting the inside of her cheek.

Without further hesitation, I gently wrapped my arms around her waist and moved even closer to her, so my chest was pressed against her back.

Her arms, which had been resting on the railing, made their way down as she let herself relax in my arms and stopped biting her cheek. Leaning a bit forward, I let my hands take up the space where she had been resting her arms and leaned my chin on her shoulder, pressing my cheek against hers.

A few moments went past before she slightly turned her head, pressing her lips to my cheek. Her lips lingered on my cheek, a bit too long than what she would usually do, before she turned her head back.

Deciding to return the gesture, I turned my head and softly pressed my lips against her temple.

"Mattia", she softly whispered, crossing her arms over her stomach. "Hm?", I hummed in response turning my face back and resting my cheek against hers. 

"I love your temple and forehead kisses."

I smiled at what she said and took my hands away from the railing, letting them rest on her arms. "Don't get me wrong. I love when you kiss me on the lips and cheeks, but the temple and forehead kisses are just something for themselves."

A chuckle escaped my mouth at what she was saying and I rubbed my hands over her arms. "If you love the temple and forehead kisses more, I will make sure to give them to you whenever I have the opportunity." Even though I couldn't see her face, I knew she was smiling. "Thank you, Matti. Which one do you love?" 

Holding back my chuckle I rubbed my cheek against hers. "I love whatever you are willing to give me Y. It doesn't matter if it is a kiss on the cheek, lips, temple, or forehead. As long as I get something from you I'm happy."

"You don't have a favorite? That's boring Polibio", she joked as she took a step back, completely sealing our bodies together. "The one thing that is my favorite is you Hart", I answered back, tightening my grip around her. 

After that, we stood in silence, staring out at the sky as the music from the ballroom carried out to the balcony. The longing to dance with her, that I had been feeling since I saw her, returned.

"Dance with me?", I gently spoke, releasing my grip around her. She turned around. "Right here? Right now?" I nodded my head and stuck out my hand in front of her. 

Her eyes lingered on my hand for a few seconds before she slipped her own into it. My other hand found its way to her hip, while her other hand came to a rest on my shoulder, and then we started dancing.