Pain behind those grey eyes

27.Guests

The car ride was so silent after that conversation. He didn't made any attempt at intiating it nor did I. We entered our home together and I immediately met with a tight hug from Sam. I haunched down to my knees and hugged him properly. His smell immediately comforted me. We pulled apart and I kissed his cheeks.

I glanced towards Smith and he was looking at us and his lips gently curled at the corner of his mouth. Sam went to him and he picked him up in his arms and my attention immediately went to his strong muscled arms that flexed when he picked him up and I felt my cheeks heating up at his action.

God what's wrong with me? It's just a sweet father-son bonding moment.

How can I think of something like this right now? I shook my head to clear my dirty thoughts.

Sam's nanny came and took her leave when we she saw us with sam. I went towards my room to take a quick shower while Sam was still in his father's arms dramatically telling him about the black hole of space.

I took a quick shower without washing my hair and went down into the kitchen to prepare dinner. But both of them are already there, Sam was still rambling about something and Smith was busy cutting vegetables. Even though he is working, he is giving his utmost attention to Sam.

I'm happy that Sam is changing gradually and is coming out of his shell now and he's not just a silent little kid anymore. He is like a normal happy and lively kid.

"Sia..me and daddy are making dinner today. Do you wanna help us?" Sam asked when he noticed me standing at the entrance of the kitchen.

"Yeah sure baby...." I replied and kissed on his forehead.

"Siaaaa" he whined when I ruffled his hair. "You ruined my hair." I chuckled and noticed Smith from my pheriphal vision looking at us.

"Aww... I'm so sorry baby. I didn't meant to."

"It's okay..." He said even though he was still pouting. I started tickling him suddenly and he laughed loudly. I said I'm sorry many times while tickling him. I stopped eventually when I thought it's enough for him.

"It's okay." He said finally laughing at me. I looked towards Smith and he was still looking at us. He noticed me staring and immediately cleared his throat, turned around and got busy in his work again.

"Do you need any...help?" I went towards him and asked nervously fidgeting with my hands.

"No.. I'll manage Alysia. Don't worry."

"But...I insist. I really don't like just sitting around and I love cooking...you know." I requested giving him my best immitation of puppy dog eyes. He looked at me for some seconds and then sighed muttering 'she'll not listen.'

"Okay then. You can cut the vegetables and salads. Make sure to cut--

"the vegetables and salads in small pieces for Sam. I know." I smiled back at him giving him a thumbs up and I couldn't believe what he did after that.

Am I fucking dreaming?

Is this a dream?

FUCK!

It's definitely a dream.

He smiled back at me.

He fucking smiled back at me.

I think I am dying.

Let me die. This is more than enough.

He smiled back and turned around probably to continue his work. But like a dumbass, I stood there for some seconds not knowing how to manage myself. I was freezed at one place.

It's not that he never ever smiled at me, I remember our teenage years when I used to get all his secret smiles and the girls in our high school used to get jealous of me. He was always the rude badboy of our highschool. The only difference was he never was a player. Even though he used to hangout with my brother who was a player and Casanova at that time, he was nothing like that and that's why the girls in our school are so fucking intrigued by him.

He was a good student in school and always minded his own fucking business. But he always showed his different side of personality in my company. Till this date, I don't know what got so fucking wrong between us. He changed after getting into college.

I don't know what we are now, but I miss what we were.

And I miss him, I miss my Smith.

"You okay Sia?" Smith voice shook me from my thoughts. Shit, am I still standing here?

I cleared my throat, nodded at him and started cutting the vegetables and salads. Not forgetting to cut them in small pieces for my Sam. We made dinner together while Sam was sitting on the kitchen platform reciting the new rhyme he learned today.

I was cutting the salad now, busy in my own world when I felt him standing behind me. His fresh cologne of aftershave or whatever it is, messing up with my head and I controlled every urge to lean back towards him when I felt his whole body at my back way too close. I could feel his chest on my back. He was opening the cabinet above my head and taking out something. But, I can sense that he is deliberately talking his extra time to tease me.

His one hand came on my right shoulder and he removed all my hair from that side to left side. He fingers were cold and brushed my neck making me shudder. I could even feel his hot breaths on my neck making me feel butterflies in my stomach and my knees started getting weak.

I felt him taking a long deep breath and then he finally moved away from me making me breath in relief.

I soon engaged into my work again after that not knowing how to react. I could feel his heated gaze at me boring holes at the side of my head time to time but I ignored. Finally, after twenty minutes we settled on our chairs to eat. Food was good, Smith really knows how to cook. My expression probably showed it because I noticed Smith looking at me after my first bite.

"You like it?"

"Like? I love it." I replied and he again smiled at me. My Goodness, does he want me to get a heart attack while eating.
I managed to give him a small smile back. I really don't know how to manage myself in his presence because his actions are really unexpected and he could trigger at anything and I don't want that now.

It's sad that how much things are changed now between us.

It complete opposite of what I thought.

After dinner, I took Sam to his room tucked him in to sleep. Smith said that he would wash the dishes and I should sleep even though I wanted to help him.

I didn't argue further because I was tired already and just wanted to lie down in my bed. I took the advantage, went to my room and immediately fell into a deep slumber.

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My eyes opened at the sound of our doorbell ringing violently. I checked the time and it was two in the morning.

I reluctantly went out of my bed with my still closed eyes. I don't know how I'm even managing to walk down the stairs with closed eyes but fuck it.

I opened the front door cautiously only to meet with an immediate tight hug.

What the heck?

Author's note:

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