Destined Hearts

Cahpter 41

Madeenah's POV

I'm lying in his bed, working on some last minute additions to my sketches while he types away on his laptop as he settles on the couch.

We've been like this for the past thirty minutes, with nothing filling the silence but it's comfortable. It's more than comfortable really, it's nice and peaceful.

"You said Inayah is at Mami's right?" He asks as he continues typing.

"Actually no. She's at Umma's house." I say as I use my ruler to measure.

I can see his head snap up to look at me. "What?" He asks. "You said she was at her grandmother's."

"Yeah she is." I glance up and watch his face. "I'm sorry. Are you upset that I didn't tell you?"

"No." He shakes his head slowly but keeps watching me.

"I just thought it would be good for both of them. And she is her grandmother so she should get to see her just as much as Mami does. I wasn't trying to overstep." I explain.

He doesn't say anything for a long moment but instead just watches me until I flush under his gaze. After I duck my head he finally says, "Thank you."

"What for?" I ask.

"For doing something I should've."

"Well that's no reason to thank me. That's why we are a team." I smile at him then go back to my work.

I don't hear his typing for almost a minute and when I look up he is now lounging on the couch as he watches me with interest.

"What?" I chuckle nervously at the intense look in his eyes.

"Come here." He says.

I get up from the bed and head over to him but just I'm about to sit next to him he pulls me into his lap. "What is it?"

"Did you send Jamila with her?" He asks as he strokes my thighs that are slung over his body.

"Yes of course." I say.

"So we are all alone you mean." His other hand starts trailing fingers down my bare arm.

"Yes."

"Good." He says then leans forward and captures my lips with his.

I'm absolutely exhausted when he starts rubbing circles on my back. I'm resting on his chest after slipping on his shirt but he still moved his hand under it to touch my skin.

"I want to take you out." He says as his fingers trail in wide circles.

"You mean on a date?" I ask.

"Yes. I've never done that for you. I should've." He seems frustrated with himself. I lift my head and rest my chin on his chest as I look at him.

"It's okay. You're doing it now."

"I am. And I'll keep on doing it too."

"Is that a promise?" I ask with a teasing smile on my lips.

"Yes it is." His hand slips out from under my shirt. "Go get ready."

"Now?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"But where are we going?" I sit up in bed.

"It's a surprise." He smiles as he also gets up.

"Well how would I know what to wear." I ask as I stare up at him, trying to force my eyes to not start to his bare chest.