the light in his dark

Part 12

I can't believe he gives me hickeys. I never had one before and the feeling i had when he gives me it to me was... i don't even know how to call what i felt.

I decide to let it like that. I don't want to hide what he gives me. I want to show him that i'm his.

I look at myself in the mirror. I wore a hazel dress. I let out a small sad smile because my mom bought me this dress form my 15th birthday. This dress means so much to me because it was the last birthday i spend with my mom. She died 7 months after.

When he said he would love to meet my mom when she would be less busy i felt myself tearing. I don't know how to tell him that she's dead. I lied to him about her being alive and now i don't know how to change it.

I shake my head to throw away my sad thoughts. Tonight is a happy night and i want it to stay that way. I approache my face to the mirror and start to do my eyeliner. I can't stop imagine what will happen tonight. I've played so many scenarios in my head that I'm afraid to find myself in front of him and wonder if I'm imagining it or if it's all really happening.

Is that even possible ?

When i'm satisfied with my makeup i sit on the tub and start putting on my heels. I think it's kinda funny that a man like him have a bath. I mean i can't imagining him taking a bath.

I hope we could take a bath together. Like tonight. what happen to me ? I never think like that. Kellie would be proud.

I stand and i had to take a moment to keep my balance. I'm not use to be in heels. I'm on my feet for 5 seconds and it hurt like hell. It's been 2 years since i put heels on my feet and i didn't remember it to be that hurtful.

I walk out the bathroom. I have to walk through his bedroom to going downstairs but i take a moment to look around. There is his bed, a nightstand and a door. That's all. At first i was kinda shocked because there's litterally nothing in his bedroom but then i remember the size of his house. He probably have a room for his desk and a room for all his book and for his clothes.

I go to the door and open it. I look down at my feet because i'm toot scared to fall on the ground. When i take a look up to see if i take to good direction i realize i'm in his closet.

See i knew he had a room for his clothes.

My eyes widen when i see the mark of his clothes

Prada Luca Faloni Carhartt Ralph Lauren Louis Vitton Guicci

And so much other that i didn't even know it existed. I open some drawer and saw luxury ties, watches that are probably more expensive than my own existence. In an open cupboard there are shoes to put down. Surely in a specific order but I don't understand which one.