Evident

22.

I thought. I clinked the tips of my fingers on the shiny surface of the table, engrossedly staring out into the light blues that is of the sky. I press my fingers on my lips. Memories of us... lips enclosing over lips, heavy breaths rushes through tightly pressed nose, ripped my very current breath away slowly that up until this very moment it still brought tears to my eyes.

Closing my eyes, the quietness of the hut was so tight that I couldn't even ran away from this, it was my thought.

What was it about him?

When did it happened...

The kiss we shared occurred just a few hours ago, I haven't seen him since. The last I saw him was when he brought me back home, with just a linger of his lips on mine and the light touch of his arms surrounding me in a hug. His gaze so heavy that it slowly without caused drilled into mine as he lifts a hand, brush his fingers down my jaw then softly positions a flower behind my ear.

There within his gaze and his heavy voice that spoke during the dark, I realized just how much I liked him...

After he left me to attend to some meeting with his commander about a current issue, I went into the hut, with my back sinking softly into the closed door, the truth now boldly staring me into the face.

It kept me up all night.

It lacked me of my sleep.

The tingles on my lips from his soft lips, agreed with my conclusion.

I had feelings for him...

It wasn't about his looks.

I couldn't take away the fact that he was handsome because he was brutally so.

But it was the fact that my inner being needed to explore the inner person that he showed me.

I loved the way how I fitted into his space.

In his immense arms...

The things I feel and see about him was way beyond what the natural eyes could see.

Throughout the hours of the night, I demanded to myself that I would tell him how I feel.

At first I wanted to be his friend but now that decision changed when we kissed last night, the thought of us together, trailed goosebumps on my skin.

I couldn't do it.

I couldn't convince him to leave this life that he built here. The passion that he had for these people, for Mato was so admirable that it drove me to searched within myself, to changed myself, to accept that there were still good people in this world.

The thought of hurting him, clenched me deeply. It was selfish of me to even pushed him to come back to Milan because of money.

I only wanted the money to run away from Italy because it reminded me of my mother but Aureliano changed my whole outlook on the whole situation.

I didn't want to run anymore.

I wanted to fight.

Aureliano was not only a handsome face but was also a humbled force.

Smiling softly, I welcomed each thought about him, my abdomen fluttering as I thought about how my confession towards him would go tonight.

Would he kiss me again?

Would he grace me with his thick resolute gaze, going deeper than what I can handle?

I wanted to give up everything just to hear his deep voice whispering into my ears and his stupid pet of a snake wandering around me annoyingly.

Chuckling underneath my breath from the intense thoughts that I had never thought before for any man, I blinked my eyes to clear them away then decided to indulge in a nightly bath as the skies darken.

My body warmed even as my nakedness flows across the rippling of the water, it anticipated his return home and as I pushed my frame underneath the surface, my head disappearing down. 

I closed my eyes as I thought about him, bubbles spurted out as I swam. Silver lights from the moon, streams across my frame as the water soaked me, the minutes dragged on as I lost myself in each laps.

After swimming and bathing with some vanilla body soap that I had originally brought with me on this mission, I eased up out of the water, smiling as I looked up towards the hut that was now bathed with the golden light from the lantern.

He came home...

My heart picked up speedily as it geared up for what I had to say to the don. Walking up the steps to the porch, I wrapped a towel around my self and left my wet braids out as it fell towards my back.

Calming myself down, I strolled towards the door with the expectation to find the man that my thoughts seemed to can't get enough of.

When I entered the room, disappointment tilt my brows down in sadness when I realize that he wasn't here.

Swallowing down my regret for getting my hopes up, I decided to change into my usual night wear which was a hoodie and a pants to protect myself from the cold.

With every move, I locked eyes to the back door, hoping that he would come back somehow but he didn't.

"Girl, probably he's busy. He's a damn chief for heaven sake maybe he'll come back later." I encouraged myself as I locked up the main door and left the back door open in hopes that he would come back.

Turning off the lights, I sink deeper into the bed, the sheets were soaked with his pine, coconut and rain water scent. I couldn't and didn't want to escaped it as I hugged the sheets closed towards me.

I sighed as Imali came across my legs and I aimlessly stroke his head. My eyes locked on the back door, hoping that he, the man my heart warming for would turn up so that I could asked him if everything was okay.

Without knowing it, my eyes fluttered close as sleep overtook my frame and I gave into the sensation, my expectation still lingering about him coming home as his scent from the sheets surrounding me, shuffled into my breathing.