Neighbours, Friends, Lovers

15. Pasta al pesto

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꧁ Charlotte's Pov ꧂

We enter in his living room an the first thing I see are his suitcase.
Did he literally ran to pick me up?
Flatter invades my chest.

"I can see it still like I left it." I say giggling while Charles pass by me after tuning on the lights and put the cakes on the kitchen isle.
"Of course, I'll not add anything without my architect slash interior designer opinion." he says winking at me with a cocky grin on his lips.
My heart skips a beat, that's the famous Charles Leclerc effect, that is his winking.
It's a his habit wink to people but I never felt like this before for a his wink. Maybe is because of the kinda compliment he made me.

We take off our shoes like we always do and he goes to the plate rack and grabs two plates.

"Hey, did you hear from the others?" I ask curios about the fact that nobody wrote on the group chat yet.
His eyebrows furrows while he put or pieces of cakes on the plates and hints me to follow him to the sofa.
I sit next to him putting a bit of space between us.
"Mmm, I saw Tom this morning when he picked me up at the airport." she says cutting his first bite with the fork.

Now that I realise where I am with who in which contest... my hearts fills with joy.
I missed our intimacy.
"You?" Charles asks looking into my eyes.
My eyes are like hold hostage by his that at the dark like now seem blue but at the light of the sun change to green.
"I went to workout with Tom yesterday evening." I say and he flashes his eyes at me again but with a hint of surprise on them.
"With Thomas? Just you two?" he asks looking down at his plate with a worded out voice tone and face expression. I hear a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Yeah he said he had some free time so I went for a gym session with him, my form really need his help." I say giggling. A nervous giggle. I don't like this atmosphere .
"If you need help with the form don't worry and ask me too." he says with a strange voice like he's more than annoyed about it.
"I'll even if it's hard to catch up with you since you're around the globe." I say with a smile on my face.
He looks up at me still chewing his last piece of cheesecake.
His jaw hardens.
His look is now darker and I see disappointment on them.
"But I think I'm doing the possible to see you when I can." he says and from his voice tone I can feel that he's hurt.

Shit, I didn't meant to sound so ungrateful.

I put the empty plate on the coffee table thinking about how to remedy to the mistake I've done.
"Charles, I didn't meant like that. You know that I always notice the little things." I say calling his attention back making his eyes land on me again.
"I'm so grateful to have you this close to me and that you always try to cut a little bit of free time to spend together." I say in a frank tone.
He keeps staring at me so I let start a flutter I'm my stomach just at the tough of me sliding closer to him and hug him for the second time but this time it's just us.

I lace my arms around his neck and hide my face  between his shoulder and neck.
I let his cologne mixed at him fresh soap scent to invade my senses while my body finds a sense of peace in his warmth.

"You don't know how much I missed this and how much I was doing to do this." he confesses with a lower and throaty voice tone that vibrates every organ in my body.
"I know that feeling." I confess.
I would never tell him these things but when I'm this close to him is like when I'm drunk, I can't understand anything and I get too sincere. I can't control my feelings and I can't understand them.
I get closer hugging him tighter and he leans down placing his back on  the headrest.
He starts to stroking my back with the palm of his hand gently and I try to hide the many shivers that run through my body.