Nothing Above You

Five

Enzo Marcelo

When I entered this restaurant, I knew I was gonna have a boring time. I mean come on business meetings over dinner are always boring.
But oh boy, was I wrong.

This young man who sat in front of me caught my eyes. Not only did he pleased my eyes with his looks, but the way his eyes looked at me, no, searched for me. It was quite pleasing.

Mateo Delacruz.

The son of my business partner.

His beautiful green, cat eyes staring at me like he was taking every inch of me in and printing me in his mind. His soft lips leaving small gasps when we made eye contact. His soft cheeks turning in shades of pink and his cute little face looking away to hide his embarrassment. The mole under his right eyes and the mole under his lips, gosh they are so hot.
Everything about him is just perfect and sexy.

The way he looked away every time we had eye contact, I found it amusing and funny. How could he be so brave and shy at the same time? I can't keep my eyes off him. For some reason, I find it hard to keep my eyes to myself. All I want to do is look at him and study every single detail of his cute little face.

How would it be to tease him more?

I almost groan in dissatisfaction when he leaves the table and goes to the washroom.

Did I tease him too much? Did I made him so uncomfortable? All I'm thinking about is him when I should be focusing more on the business talk.
How could I not? This boy was art.

"Excuse me for a moment." I say and leave the conversation. I find myself walking towards the washroom. I can't even wait for him to return?
Maybe this is the opportunity to talk to him.

Once I reach the washroom, I walk in knowing my bodyguards are guarding the washroom. "Don't let anybody walk in." I demand and walk in.

When I walk in, I feel cold shivers through my body when I make eye contact with the young boy through the mirror. He is there, washing his hands, his face and his dark brown hair lightly damped.

"Mr. Marcelo?" He asks and turns around with a little shocked look on his face. His cat eyes look widely at me.

His soft and calm voice is what I've been wanting to hear this whole night. My surname sounds so much better rolling off his tongue.

"Mr. Delacruz." I reply with a smile. I take a few steps towards the sink next to him and wash my hands. I look around and notice that no one is in the washroom except us. Good.

God. I can just push him against the wall and kiss him till he is begging for breath..
What?

"Why do you look so shocked to see me here?" I raise my eyebrow as I take few steps towards the boy and the boy walks back. He never breaks the eye contact and gulps a few times.

I walk and stop right before him and the sight, it's just beautiful. He looks puzzled, scared yet calm. My hands reach towards him and lean a little. I grab the tissues that are behind him and walk back, putting some distance between us.
"Hm?" I look at my hands while I dry them and throw the tissue in the trash.