Summertime Smiles.

19.

Alaya's POV.

I shifted on my place uncomfortably as I felt continuous pats on my shoulders.

I whined in my sleep and wiggled, earning a supposed chuckle from the other person.

It made me open my eyes and when I did, I saw him. Nathan.

What's he doing here?

Then with a sleepy frown, I examined my surroundings.

Shit. Did I sleep in his car?

"I-i am so sorry." I said and picked up my bag in a hurry which made me bump my freaking head on the car roof.

He chucked yet again.

"Careful." He spoke.

I can't be careful ever, around you, you champanzee.

"Uh...where are we?" I asked, as I finally picked up my two bags.

"Infront of your house?" He replied.

Chapter 19: A new beggining?

I scratched my nape and gave him a awkward smile. But when I looked at him, I couldn't help but stare at his features, specially at his plump, rosy lips, the ones that kissed me so passionately.

I gulped my saliva and looked away, feeling hot all of a sudden.

He smirked behind me.

"Are you craving for another kiss?" He asked and tried to sneak to see my face but I looked outside of the window with my red cheeks.

"Flirt." I whispered and opened the door.

But my hard luck, I stumbled as I got out with the two heavy bags I was carrying for God knows what reason.

Why does it always a have to happen to me only?

I pouted angrily and looked at Nathan who kinda looked concerned.

"It's ok. It's my routine." I said awkwardly but then rolled my eyes in annoyance and walked away.

I turned around to see if he was gone but he was still sitting in his car, staring at me.

This new,golden retriever behaviour of his was making me insane, and hot.

I gulped my saliva and walked in.

As always, the whole mansion was empty from inside and only the maids were doing the last cleanings.

"Welcome back dear." The head maid spoke.

I passed her a exhausted smile as she took my bags.

"What's for dinner?" I asked with my stomach grumbling.

She chuckled and ruffled my hair.

"Your favourite." My eyes sparkled as she said that.

"You mean majboos?"I asked, she nodded in reply.

(Majboos: A rice dish in the Arabic cuisine made with meat or seafood,onions, spices. )

I squealed and rushed to the kitchen.

"Wow." I exclaimed and sat down on one of the chairs.

"You look hungry." She said and sat besides me.

"I'm starving. I skipped lunch today too." I said while munching.

She looked at me concerned.

"You don't have to be so hard on yourself dear." She said.