BOUND BY DESTINY

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

 Tom Heukels as Jason Creegs 

Megan.

I watched as Arielle's brows furrowed with confusion and her mouth opened in surprise, when I parked before the very convivial 'Familia' café, twenty minutes later.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned so I was facing her, my right hand placed over her seat.

"This is your surprise? You brought us to Maryjane's." she said questioningly, looking between me and the café's façade.

"Yes. You like it?" I wiggled my eyebrows teasingly, while she giggled. I relished in the sound of her voice.

"Umm...well I like being at Maryjane's, thank you...?" She had such an endearing confused face, that I couldn't help but want to kiss her.

It's been getting harder lately, to hide my feelings for Arielle. Mostly because I was certain they won't be welcomed, and that me confessing, could eventually ruin everything between us.

The pain of losing her was already more excruciating to think about, I didn't want to have to deal with it.

Though, it was nearly impossible not to act on impulse because of how close we were. We spent most of our time together and communicated every day. Nevertheless, I always restrained my urges to act on my feelings, thinking that having her as a friend was better than not having her at all.

"You're welcome but that's not the reason we're here. We are here, because, you were amazing today and I'm so proud of you –" I smiled when her cheeks tinted and she lowered her head shyly "– so, I've asked Maryjane to prepare a little something for you."

She lifted her head so fast, grinning like a child on Christmas Eve, her golden eyes brighter under the warm sunrays. I felt a tingle in my heart, knowing I was the cause of her smile. I wanted to always have this reaction on her.

"Really?" she asked in a childlike manner.

"Really. Let's g–" I hadn't finish speaking that Arielle was already out the car and skipping happily towards the front door of the café. I shook my head a smile on my lips and followed after her.

Before, I could get inside though, I felt this gnawing sensation of being watched. It felt like a nagging feeling, a presence at the back of my head.

I turned around, scanning the busy streets of Bolton for anything that seemed out of the ordinary, but was found with nothing suspicious.

My eyes trailed over the buildings on the other side of the road but all I could see was just the usual bustling sounds of people going about their business.

"Megan...You coming?" Arielle called and I jumped.

"Yeah." I said and followed her in.

***

"OMG!! This is absolutely ambrosial; its taste is a delectable delice to my cultured pallet." Arielle said and took another spoonful of chocolate fondue.

"Wha-what are you talking about?" I laughed for the nth time as Arielle rambled and moaned after each mouthful.

I had to admit that hearing her make these noises caused a weird stirring in my lower parts, and images of other circumstances, flooded my mind. I closed my legs under the table to tame my raging libido.

"It's just soooo good Megan, thanks for doing this for me." She said gratefully, giving me one of her mesmerizing smiles, which caused my heart to fall a little harder than before.