To Get There

Chapter 14

Hello, hello, hello! 😈

Eda's POV

Serkan and I rushed into his office and he closed the door behind him, dragging a dull and agitated face with him.

"Serkan, we must not let ourselves be taken by anxiety despite this meeting has told us many things by telling us few. We must remain calm and lucid to face everything at its best."

I tried to lift Serkan's spirits as he had his eyes fixed on the ground, one arm on his side and the other on his chair.

"Serkan..."
"Ne Serkan, ne?"

He turned to me with a harsh tone, and I stiffened in front of yet another change of mood of him.

"Eda, I am worried. For the project, for our company, for the reprimand, my father will find for me even though I did everything he said I had to do. I wanted to talk about this project with you and Efe before signing up but there was no way and time. And now I feel terrible about that, too, and..."

"Serkan, stop! Don't worry about me and my brother, we trust you. Now we just have to figure out who this Ayfer Yilmaz is."

Serkan swallowed and my hands did not resist the temptation to rest on his rigid jaw, leaving a slight touch with my thumbs.

His eyes lifted on mine and I understood that he had finally accepted that I was next to his insecurities to soothe them, to reduce them, to love them...

Geez, my fucking stupid mind.

He seemed to relax a bit and nodded to me, with a small smile that didn't reach his eyes. The rest of the afternoon went on quietly, and Serkan and I spent much of the time separately finishing the day's work.

As agreed, at the end of our working day, I found Serkan at the door of my office ready to take me to his house to spend the last evening together in his apartment.

We ordered Chinese food and spent a pleasant dinner together, with a few words and many looks.

I knew that in him there was a great desire to talk and to vent, I felt it.

But at the same time, I was aware of how dark his past was, so I went along with him, just being close to him.

"A penny for a thought."

Serkan broke the brief moment of silence between us and I realized how thoughtful he was to make sure I was okay when he was the one who went through a lot that day.

If they had told me a week ago, I would never have believed I could know the good, sweet, and selfless side of this man who masked it so well.

I lifted my face from the plate and turned my smile to him.

"I have too many thoughts, I just want to turn my brain off sometimes."

Serkan slipped behind the chair and put his hands on his thighs, making a sign to me to sit on his legs.

I needed that contact, that closeness.

I needed the last man I had to need.

I rushed into his lap and wrapped my hands around his neck.

We looked at each other, we looked into each other's eyes.

We really looked at each other.

At first, that look between us almost scared me: I didn't understand what our eyes were saying.

Then, Serkan's eyes screamed something at mine, and it was at that moment that I found in his eyes my refuge, my home.

Serkan squeezed his arms around my waist and I hid my face in his neck, escaping from that look and intoxicating my brain with the musky scent of him becoming the source of my tranquility.