Nothing Above You

Fourty four

Mateo Delacruz

I look at myself in the mirror, standing in Enzo's room. Every corner of this place is filled with him, the exterior of this place, simple yet elegant. The smell mixed with his perfumes fill my lungs and I feel so much calm.

This place feels like home.

I miss going to my place, having dinners with my parents but the feeling to stay here, beside him, have small talks with him about random things overtakes that feeling.

Brushing my hair back, I sigh as my mind is filled with so many thoughts.

It has been a week since I went crazy in the office but I don't regret it. I loved it. I loved every moment of it.

The way his eyes looked at me, so hungrily and passionately made my heart flutter. The way he had been so rough with me while being gentle and caring soothed my mind. I had never imagined to be treated like this by him and it made me feel so special.

Though, the insecurities have been creeping up on me lately.

I scan myself in the mirror as the morning light shines through the room, spotting the mole under my lip that Enzo had kissed many time, like he loved it.

We had taken a day off from the office, Enzo saying he had a place he wanted to take me. I had no idea where he wanted to go so I wore a simple black pant, with black turtle neck and to pair with it, I wore a brown jacket over it.

I looked not so bad.

"You ready?" Enzo walks in, his words fading away as he scans me. "You look...amazing." He compliments, raising his eyebrows to support his words.
I smile before turning to him, heat rushing to my cheeks. "Thank you." I mumble.

I scan him, seeing him in his informals was something I could never get over with. Everything suited him, made him look outstanding. He knew how to carry him, he knew what he was doing. He knew what was good and what was bad for him.

And me, I had no clue what to even wear. I had no idea what to do with my life, except I was sure I wanted him in it.

His dark grey pant matched perfectly with his charcoal hoodie. Yeah, someone like him wore hoodie.

"You look good too." I say, walking over to him. "I swear, if I hadn't had plans today, I would've stayed here and striped you out of those clothes." He shamelessly says as he wraps an arm around me and pulls me in a kiss. I loved when he kissed me like this, like he couldn't stay away from me.

I kiss him back, gently before pulling away. "That's a way to say that you are feeling lazy today." I grin, teasing him as he raises his eyebrows, an offended look on his face. "Me and lazy?" He scoffs. "That's absurdly cute to dream about."

"Where are we even going?" I question, fastening my seatbelt as we sit in his Gtr R35. This car was something I dreamed about. The sound of it makes me excited as soon as the engine starts.

"Somewhere." He says before hitting the race. I watch as a car follows behind us and Enzo seems to have noticed it. "Going somewhere without bodyguards is a bad idea, I thought." He looks at the rear view mirror, making sure that the car is following. I look at him as he holds the steering wheel, the sleeves of his hoodie pushed back. The veins on his arms stretch as he drives the vehicle.

My mind falls back to when I had seen him for the first time and how dramatic his entry was. "When you came in the restaurant the first time, I thought what an idiot would need bodyguards to such place." I smile, shaking my head at my own words. "Wow, you called me an idiot before even meeting me." He looks at my way before looking at the road, a small smile dancing on his lips. "That didn't changed even after talking to you." I deadpan, making him sigh offensively.