Only in London

Chapter 23: I Don't Know Where To Begin

Chapter 23: I Don't Know Where To Begin

Hey guys! Finally a new chapter. Enjoy x.

Kayla's POV

Could this day get any better?

I am pretty sure there was a wide grin plastered on my lips as I left the legendary 221B Baker Street. I could feel Shane's hand on my lower back as he guided me out of the place.

Speaking of guiding...

I could feel heat travelling to my cheeks as I thought about how I was holding on to Shane just now and practically dragging him to every part of the room with me. And the muscles underneath the material of his shirt felt invitingly toned as they rippled under my touch, making me unconsciously continue holding on to his arm.

It was getting harder and harder to keep myself composed in front of him. Do you realize how much effort it took on my part to say what I did in there? I had to actually force myself to think of comebacks all because someone was in my personal bubble and was clasping his hand around my wrist. Usually, my comebacks would come to me in a snap but when he was that close to me, I hate to say it but it makes my brain paralysed for a second.

There were literally so many ways I could've gotten out of his hold but what did I do? Put up a pathetic struggle before giving up. It was like I didn't want to get out of his hold.

No, you were just distracted is all, by...his face, his eyes...the way he was looking at you with that stupidly adorable puppy eye look. Okay, I'm not helping myself here.

And how...how in God's name did I even pick up the courage to touch his cheek? He probably thought I was being weird. I mean he looked startled to say the least. Why did I have to do embarrassing things in front of him?

Maybe it had something to do with that room, yeah that has to be it.

Or maybe it has something to do with him and your hormones.

Oh my god, the voice in my head really needs to shut up.

"Hey, you okay?" Shane's voiced pulled me out of my thoughts. I found an amused smirk on his face as he looked down at me.

"Yeah, why?" I asked nonchalantly as if I wasn't just thinking of how I touched him.

"Well, you're blushing." His smirk transformed into a wide grin as he caught my blushing.

"No, I'm not." I lamely defended myself.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." He said in an arrogant tone that I have come to learn was his 'I-know-I'm-right' tone. Which he was but I am never going to let him know that.

"Okay, Mr Know-It-All, let's find a place to eat." I muttered loud enough for him to hear. I heard him chuckle and felt him sling an arm around my shoulder. I was surprisingly used to this. Though it still gave me a jolt whenever he did it but I was starting to become familiar with the jolt and maybe...just maybe...I was starting to like it. Probably more than I should.