REISS

29. The Setback

Damien's Pov

"Are you okay?" I asked her, unable to hide the concern in my voice. Not that I wanted to hide my feelings from her anymore. I was just worried that I would scare her away with all this passion that I have for her.

"Yeah." She nodded.

I couldn't help but think she was upset with me. Maybe she didn't like that we were getting married so soon.

Getting married, eh?

It feels like a dream.

You are acting like a fucking teenage girl. Get a grip, Damien.

Right.

So, I asked "Are you upset with me?"

She turned to me, her chocolate brown eyes meeting my blue ones. We stayed like that for a moment. Before she looked away, her lips curved into a half smile.

"What's wrong?" I pressed on, turning ahead.

She shaked her head sideways.

I narrowed my eyes at her. "If you keep avoiding my question, you know what I'm going to do about that or should I jog your memory up a little?" I dropped my voice lower at the last part. I reached my hand towards her, wiggling my fingers teasingly.

She gasped cutely and slapped my hand away.

She remembers.

She giggled sweetly and I chuckled with her. Somehow she seemed to be on a lighter mood now. So I tried again. This time I halted the car and turned to her giving her my full attention.

"Is something bothering you? I will help you I mean, we can get through it together." I quickly reframed the sentence because knowing Loviana. I knew she wouldn't ever take any help from anyone. Not until its the only thing. I was pretty sure she was that type of woman who would rather die starving then ask for food.

*Sighs in love.*

What have you gotten yourself into?

But even if she is such, I wouldn't let go of her. She is the most beautiful soul, I have ever seen. And she is mine. Well, she will be.

"Its just that... I have been lying to Mom and I don't feel good about it. I don't know. Everything seems to be messed up. More like I messed up. I... " She trailed off. I waited for her to continue. I wanted to listen and understand what she was feeling. I wanted to make her feel better. I wanted her to feel happy.

She took a deep breath and continued "I never thought I would be getting married, okay. But now I am. And ironically it happens to be a fake one. Like what the hell am I doing? Is this even the right thing to do? What will I do if my mom finds out about this? She will be so disappointed in me. I don't think I can take that. I would rather die—"

I placed my index finger on her lips to stop her from her meaningless ranting.

Jesus. She thinks too much.

Her lips were soft. And plump. My fingers tingled with desire to touch her more. But now wasn't the time. Her chocolate brown eyes were glazed with tears as they searched my face. I shaked my head sideways as a gesture for her to not speak anymore about this. I lifted my finger off her lips, already missing the softness and texture of them. I couldn't help but imagine how it would feel to kiss them again after this long hiatus. How amazing they would feel wrapped around my c–

I shaked away my dirty thoughts. "Do you trust me?" I asked as I gazed into her almond eyes. She seemed a bit taken aback by my sudden inquiry. But then she nodded within a second, her lips parted but no words came. My eyes lingered over her lips longer than required as I had to fight myself to not kiss her.