The Ghost of You

Chapter 24 - Saahar's POV

It didn't hit me until I opened the door of my empty home. For the first time in my life, I had brought a boy home. And not just any boy, the son of my father's enemy. The fear of getting caught wasn't the main thing that was making my anxious. No, getting caught was a consequence I'd have to deal with later. It was the fact that I had just asked Cai to come home with me. My very empty, adult-supervision-free home.

After the way he had been making me feel that day, that wasn't the most wise decision to make. To be honest, I knew exactly what I was getting myself into by inviting him over. And it wasn't the fear of Pneumonia that was driving me.

The whole drive to my house, we sat in silence. Since he trusted me to drive his car, not even the sound of  SATNAV could save us from the silence. I think the same thoughts that was going through my head was going through his through. At least I hope they way. No, I couldn't hope they were because it was wrong.

Maybe I was exaggerating the situation. Nothing had to happen between us. All I had to do was give him a fresh change of walm clothes then he'll be on his way. A mere thirty minute exchange with nothing sinful. That's it Saahar, just act normal.

However, that was easier said than done. As I held the front door open for him, the moment he walk through the strong scent of his perfume burnt my nostrils. It was the same scent that I hadn't been able to get out my head for the past weeks. It was scent that I could probably describe all compantents it was made out of. And as I caught a wiff of it, it only fueled the anxious feelings eating up my stomach.

"Well, this is me" I mumbled, shutting the door behind me. He stood in the hallway, observing the new territory he had entered. With his shirt still soaked, as he tied his hand behind his back, the muscles through his shirt became more and more visible. God, why does he have to look like that? It's just muscles, Saahar, get a grip.

"Come I'll show you to the guest room" I announced, wrapping my hands around my waist. Once he nodded, I directed him to the downstairs guest room that stood opposite the living room. The guest room was the least inhabited room in the whole house. Since my parents weren't one to have many friends, or even be close to their families, we rarely had guest. Therefore the guest room was never used.

With it's modern designed decor, it had a large double bed situated in the middle of the room which overlooked a black wodden, built in wardbrobe. Like the rest of the bedrooms in the house, it came with it's own ensuite bathroom that matched the same modern interior as the rest of the house.

As soon as we entered, I hit the light switch next to the door which helped to make the room more visible. Cai waited at the door as I darted for the wardrobe hoping to find some clothes for him.

Opened the hard wooden doors, I solked as I couldn't find what I was looking for.

"Dam it" I groaned.

"Guess I could just dry off under the radiator" Cai suggested.

"Do you know how long that'll take?". Thirty minutes. That's all I could afford to have him here before I'd do something I'd regret. "It's fine, I think my Dad should have something" I suggested, closing the wardrobe, "Um, just... wait here". He nodded.

I smiled at him nervously before leaving him alone in the guest room. When I got to my parents room, I rushed into the walk in closet hoping to find what I needed as quickly as I could. Since my father was more obsessed with fitness than anyone else I knew, I knew that his clothes would be able to fit Cai. However, the thing I feared was that I wouldn't be able to find something comfortable. My father loved suits - there was more times I saw him a suit than casual clothes. Because of that, his side of their closet was fill of white pressed shirts, ties limited to only navy blue and black, and blazers hung closely to trousers that were the same colour.