Kissed by the Baddest Bidder (Daughters) [COMPLETED]

Baba-eleven

Miki's PoV

"You finally frickin remember...." He says breathlessly in between our kisses. Gosh, I haven't kissed like this in a long while. His hair was so smooth and damp from just after shower.

"I'm not very good at remembering things... I guess." I say as a small excuse. But obviously he didn't buy it.

"Then I'll help you remember." With one swift movement, he kissed me with even more force my head was starting to feel light.

My mind was clouded and I was drowned in his lips until I realized something. Am I still in love with him?

Sure I could say without a doubt I fell for him madly two years ago in less than an hour.

But if I forgot him in such short time...does that mean feelings change too? For how I've known him for the past few weeks...first, he kidnapped me to his house; second, he pinned me harshly to a wall; third, he kissed me out of my own will twice.

How do I know if he still feels the same way? Or is he just playing around?

"So then...can I call you my girlfriend from now on?"

That sentence kind of shook me a lot more than I'd ever think a guy can do to me.

In that very second of hesitation, even fate seems to think that I'm not ready.

I fell off the bed.

Well one could say that someone was using too much force. And I was slowly leaning back. The covers were slippery!

"Ack!"

Nolan tried to pull me up, but he fell with me instead.

You can only imagine how awkward the position I'm in right now.

"...You're the best mood ruiner I've ever met." Instead of taking advantage, he smiled a little bit and got up. Lifting me up and setting me on the bed.

I guess he sensed how I felt.

"You can sleep here, it's the most comfortable bed in the house." He says, getting up and fixing his robe. I felt massive heat rush to my face when I realize I was the one who made it so dishelved in the first place.

"Good night." An unknown emotion was laced in his voice as he opened the door, then turned back slightly to look at me behind his shoulder.

"Miki. I'm serious about it." He states firmly. I averted my eyes. I then heard the sound of the door gently closing behind him.

I think I hurt his feelings. I let out a shaky breath.

Words are just sounds that anyone can pronounce. Time will tell.

The next time I opened my eyes again, it was morning.

"When did I fall asleep..?" I mumbled under my breath as I sat up. My hair was probably a huge bird nest on my head. I get a bad hair day once every two weeks, as weird as it is.

Glancing around the room, I see a fresh set of clothes sitting on the edge of the bed.

It took me entirely five minutes just to walk from this room to the stairs. As I got to the welly set-up dining table, Nolan was gesturing to the seat across from him.

It was a wonderful Japanese-themed breakfast.

Rice was made into shapes of adorable little teddy bears sleeping on a pillow made of omelet and the covers were omelet as well.

Now I kinda understand why he wasn't used to the taste of mom's cooking.

This breakfast is like paradise in the mouth.