A Beacon To My Blues

Pettiness Overload[35]

"but" a grin appears on Damian's face as he continues "we will do this my way"

"What exactly is your way?" I ask sceptically, he looks at me for a second and leans in to my side i jerk a little and look at him confused.

"Grocery shopping will have to wait until evening. Let's go have some fun" he whispers into my ear and immediately moves back to his seat. Color creeps on to my cheeks both at the proximity and realisation, what would ideal Ciara do now? She would oppose and turn down the idea.

i lean in making our cheeks touch lightly, I can feel the heat radiating off his body and he has such soft skin i blink my thoughts away and whisper into his ear

"Are you asking me out on a date Mr.Asher"

Once the words are out my mouth i mentally smack myself. Did I just flirt with the guy? Oh I did. I literally jerk back out of his embrace and come face to face with him.

I am ready to face anything... Disgust, sarcasm, arrogance, denial...anything but this. The raw emotion of approval as if he is almost considering my idea. I was just trying to get a high out of him but his diluted eyes fixated on my pink and lush lips tell me that it was indeed a bad idea.

Stare.

Stare.

Stare is all he is doing and every passing second is making this space rather hot. I gulp to fix my dry throat and his eyes trace down the action. His gaze falls on my neck then on to my throat, slowly up to my lips, nose, eyes he meets me in the eye as if he is reading right inside my head and I feel a bead of sweat forming on my forehead, a devious smirk appears on his face and something flashes in his eyes... A challenge.

"Is that what you would like Ciara"

"I would like you to drop me off at college Asher" i deadpan. I am not playing this game. Not with him. I see disappointment flash on his face. Why?.

"No, you are spending today with me" he says matter of factly and it is back. The feeling to throttle him.
"Says who? Last I checked no one tells me what to do" I say with finality.

"Oh. Was it 6 months ago then, cuz that's clearly not the case anymore" i open my mouth to say something anything, a profanity. But I feel short of words and an annoying smile creeps onto my face.

"why are you so petty" I say the words in a way that Damian looks at me slowly with a gaze that is not warm anymore.

"What"

"Using the husband card to get things done your way" I say with a smile knowing very well that this is a direct blow to the man's ego.

"Well, I figured it's the most efficient way" with a chuckle. And he turns his gaze towards me once again "and if we really are discussing pettiness I don't think you fall too far from me" a smirk appears on his face, the hint of mischief in his eyes tells me it was no invitation for a fight.

I roll my eyes playfully "where are we headed to" I say as i shuffle the playlist and i shuffle and shuffle. What the heck.

"You suck"

"What"

"You suck at music" seriously what the actual shit is this like what genre is this even God. Awful. My nose scrunch in annoyance and i sit back in my seat defeated. Puffing air and that is when I hear a laughter. I am not laughing he is. One of those not so proper laughs open mouth and noisy ones, the kind that you do when you are with friends. I fien annoyance even though my eyes are laughing and continue with the act.

"Are you seriously laughing" i make a face that literally shouts unbelievable and continue "at me" I put my hands on my hips to emphasize as i glare at him with a pout on my lips however my eyes shine with tears from controlling my laugh. Damian slows down his car turning towards me with a smug face and continues playing along "No. Not at all I was laughing at your maa's despisable music taste" we both break into giggles and then it hits "Maaaa" oh my god did I just say that my mother in law's music suck. Shit.