Kiara

Chapter 11

Kiara was unable to concentrate on her photo shoot. Brad was always sending her jokes and this made her laugh all the time. It feel nice when someone care for you and Kiara started liking Brad more when he show concern for her. She knew that she found a friend for life and she was happy about that.

She finish her photo shoot late and reached the house of Brad after 8 o'clock. Poor guy! Kiara thought he must be very tired waiting for her.

When Brad open the door, Kiara almost laugh on his face. He was such a mess but the kitchen was a greater mess.

"You don't know cooking?", Kiara asked him

"I do manage to cook like frying chips, burgers etc but I wanted to prepare something really nice for you", he said sadly. "But I failed because I burn everything".

"Not in my eyes", Kiara said honestly.

Brad was not convinced and still look upset. Kiara went to him and give him a big hug without caring that her beautiful dress would be spoil. The strong hands of Brad wrapped her and his face was buried in her hair. Kiara realized the sudden intimacy between them and was afraid that one thing might led to another and she was not prepared for this. Brad released her and came closer to her until his lips were almost touching hers.

"I love you", he murmured before kissing her.

His mouth took possession of her mouth and as Kiara began to kiss him back, he ended the kiss. Kiara look confused.

"I said I love you", he said again and kiss her on her forehead. " I want yourself not only your body. We can easily have sex but I want to make love with you".

"You can", she said softly but confidently.

"And when tomorrow you wake up you will regret it!", he said sadly.

Brad went towards the table and took his car keys.

"I will  buy something for dinner", he said while going out and ask her to wait for him.

Kiara decided to clean the kitchen a bit since it look so messy and until then Brad will be back. As she started, she realized that Brad wanted to cook her favorite dish but ended up burning everything. She was really touched by his gentle gesture.

After half an hour when Brad return back home, he found his house in an almost clean state. He went towards the kitchen and found Kiara cleaning the dishes. Her beautiful dress was spoil but despite everything she was the most beautiful woman in his life.

"Why are you doing this?", he asked.

"Because I am a woman and I cannot see a house in a miserable state", she said while finishing the last task. She turned around and find himself holding a box of pizza.

"Hmm I am really hungry", she said.

"Me too", he said. "Let's eat baby".

They sat on the couch and Brad put on a nice movie. The Pizza was really delicious.

"I am impressed. Nice movie, nice food and nice friend. What more can i ask for? Thank you so much for everything", Kiara said sincerely.

"Pleasure is mine and beside someone did clean my house for free", Brad joked. "Just kidding. Anyway what will you drink?".

"A little of red wine", Kiara said.

"Are you sure?", Brad ask.

"I can manage myself and beside one glass have no effect on me", Kiara said.

Brad went to fetch the wine even if he was not fully convinced that Kiara will be able to manage herself. But he will drop her home in case she cannot drive.

"It's been ages i haven't taste it", Kiara said while sipping her wine. She forced Brad to have at least one glass.

After sometime the effect began on appear on Kiara. She was drunk and it was rather clear. Kiara had lie that she can control alcohol but in fact she cannot.

"I like you so much", she said to Brad before brushing her lips against his.

He bent down, his lips against her cheek, brushing it lightly—and still that light touch sent shivers through her nerves, shivers that made her whole body tremble. "If you want me to stop, tell me now," he whispered. When she still said nothing, he brushed his mouth against the hollow of her temple. "Or now." He traced the line of her cheekbone. "Or now." His lips were against hers.

"Or—"

But she had reached up and pulled him down to her, and the rest of his words were lost against her mouth. He kissed her gently, carefully, but it wasn't gentleness she wanted, not now, and she knotted her fists in his shirt, pulling him harder against her. He groaned softly, low in his throat, and then his arms circled her, gathering her against him, and they rolled over on the floor, tangled together, still kissing.