We Were Both Young

Ch 6: This Love Is Difficult, But It's Real.

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Chapter Six

This Love Is Difficult, But It’s Real.

∞Isabella’s Pov∞

I woke up seeing the light streaming in through the window.  Looking more closely I realised that the window was not familiar, not in the least. Where am I?

Slowly thought of the previous night came rushing back to me. Leonardo. The last thing I remembered was us standing outside the bar, and the rest was a blur.

I then realised the presence of someone else in the room. I felt someone move on the other side of the bed.

“Goodmorning, Princess,” the sleepy voice said.

I was dumbfounded, speechless. What on earth have I done? The thought penetrated my throbbing head. I hardly had much to drink. Surely I wasn’t drunk.

“Morning,” I forced myself to respond.

Suddenly, I was afraid. I had just put so much on the line. I began to slowly lift the bed covers to see whether or not I was wearing clothing. I was about to scream in shock when…

“Nothing happened,” he reassured me, as if reading my thoughts.

“Then why in the name of the king am I not wearing any clothes?” panic laced my words.

“You couldn’t sleep in your dress, Isabella. The silk would have gotten ruined,” he casually informed me.

“You are insufferable.” I grumbled, “You could’ve take advantage of me.”

“And yet: I did not,” he reminded me. I relaxed a little noticing the fact that he was wearing pants, upon climbing out of the bed.

I couldn’t help a small smile.

“Could I make you some coffee?” he offered, approaching the doorway

“Sure,” I agreed, “I’ll need to get back soon though.”

I waited for him to leave before climbing out of the bed myself. Thank goodness I still had the bottom half of my underwear on. I slipped on my bra and the rest of my clothing then went to the bathroom to rinse my face and freshen up a little. This wasn’t a situation I was used to at all. I made my way to the kitchen where he stood finishing off two cups of coffee. Turning around, he handed me one. I accepted it gratefully, not being much of a morning person, coffee was a rather crucial part of my morning routines. We sat for a few minutes silently sipping on our coffees until he said,

“So when can we see each other again?”

“I don’t know…’’ I answered honestly.

“Hopefully it’ll be soon. I hate days going by without being able to see you.”

I couldn’t think of a response. I knew that what we were doing was wrong. I was leading him on. Nothing could ever happen between us. He know that though. I reassured myself. He’s aware of the facts.

“I’d best get going,” I said, rinsing my cup in the sink.

“Would you like me to walk with you?”