Chapter 49 "Fool me once"

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~Sebastian~

I arrived soon to Lizbeth's house that morning. When I went downstairs that Monday I found Mrs. Journalist having breakfast wearing a tacky T-shirt I recognized so I left the house without wanting to know more.

I had parked in front of Lizbeth's house, I didn't know if she was ready so I decided to wait until the time when I used to pick her up came and send her a message then. I was surprised to see that the blinds on her bedroom window were up and her window opened so I decided to have a peek without leaving the car...

I was glad to say I wasn't mistaken... She wasn't ready yet. Lizbeth had her back to the window, she was wearing just an oversize T-shirt and her underwear. I supposed that was her pajamas because she yawned before taking off the T-shirt and going to the other side of the room, just wearing her panties, lace black panties that I wanted to suppose they were a gift from a friend because I didn't imagine her going to buy lingerie.

Lizbeth hesitated to choose a white or black bra but she ending choosing the black one that matched the rest of her lingerie before going to the closet to wear some clothes. I know I had seen her in a bikini before but her underwear hit different... Why did it always do it? That black lace fit so well with that tattoo of hers in the same color... I knew that I probably had seen better bodies that hers but right now I couldn't remember anyone. Hers was the most beautiful, the most perfect.

My fantasies were interrupted by the clothes covering that body that had just became my number one wish. I imagined myself behind her, helping her choosing an outfit while she was still in her underwear, gently kissing her neck until she turned around and I could kiss her lips properly, taking the blame when we arrived late at school...

I blinked several times when I realized that the heat inside that car wasn't normal for mid-October. When I looked up to her window again she was gone. I tried to search for her with the look...

"Aren't you going to open the car for me?" Lizbeth knocking at the window of my car almost made my heart start beating again just for stop doing so due to the heart attack she almost gave me.

I do as she said and allowed her to enter my car, when she did it I stopped to stare at her outfit... though I was more interested in what was under it. She was wearing a cotton grey skirt, short but not too much, together with a half-sleeved T-shirt that reached a little above her belly button and a jacket with the word 'California' divided by the buttons of it.

"You startled me!" I scold her when she fastened her seat belt.

"That's because you were doing something bad." She teased and I smirked...

I was thinking very bad stuffs, yes.

I leaned in to give her a kiss as a greeting but she stopped me awkwardly.

"Can we not... just until our date..." She asked me still a little awkward. I wanted to believe that it was the topic what made her awkward and not me.

"Does that mean we will kiss on our date?" I avoided to answer.

"Sebastian..." Lizbeth forced me to focus and I rolled my eyes before agreeing.

Please fool me... Don't tell me I will have to wait almost one more week without touching her again.

I got rid of the impure thoughts towards her that could bring me difficulties when driving and focused on the road while she chose the music that played in the car. She chose one called 'Bones' from Imagine Dragons.

While that song resounded in my car I realized something... When I saw her half-naked I thought about leaving wet kisses on her neck not about tearing it apart.

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