Blood Legacy (Rewritten)

34. Falling in love

I could feel the way his big arms wrapped themselves just a little bit tighter around my waist as our kiss deepened, holding me close against his chest and the heat of his body.

My fingers buried in the softness of his inky black hair, relishing in the incredibly amazing feel of him and his touch, the sweet taste of his mouth on mine as he skilfully licked and nibbled at my lips and tongue for a few moments longer before stopping himself altogether, breaking the spell.
Blowing out a long and shaky breath, he placed a sweet kiss on my forehead before coaxing me to rest my head against the middle of his chest, hearing the powerful and fast beat of his heart.

"I've been wanting to do this ever since you set foot into that kitchen," He breathlessly admitted as he softly rested his chin over the top of my head, holding me in his gentle embrace.

My heart pounded equally fast, still reeling after our impulsive moment as I struggled to make sense of what I just did and why.

What the fuck just happened? One minute I was fighting with him and the next-

Holy shit that was so unbelievably hot though, I thought with utter astonishment, eyes wide as all I could do at that very moment was just stand there in his arms and try to digest.

Why did I fucking like it so much?

What kind of mystic mumbo-jumbo was this freaking mate bond or whatever he called it, and how could it make me feel such intense sensations?

Was it a some kind of spell or something?

Or was I actually starting to...like him?

Oh shit.

My cheeks started to burn after that last thought, feeling so incredibly uncomfortable and embarrassed, my heart still pounding inside my chest as I slowly let go and pulled myself away from his heated embrace, avoiding to look at him altogether.

"Carina?"

Oh no. Oh no no no no.

I quickly turned around, closing my eyes for a second to exhale as I was feeling so fucking weird and nervous now. And without so much as a single word I ran away and hid myself into the first room I could find, locking the door behind me.

"Carina, please tell me what's wrong," I could hear him calmly say from the other side of the door as soon as my back pressed against it, mildly startling me.

"Nothing," I blurted out.

"I'm fine, I promise," I anxiously bit my lip, absently staring at my bare feet as I closely listened, waiting for him to just go away and leave me alone.

"Princess...I know when you're lying, remember?"

Fuck! I mentally cursed, getting angry again as I remembered all about that.

"Didn't I tell you to stay out of my...me?" I stammered back with annoyance.

"I can't. Not when I know that I might be the one who did something to make you feel like this," His voice was soft and even as he spoke, actively managing to tame that fire within me as I found myself slowly exhaling, reverting back to that anxious state.

"Now can you please open this door and talk to me?" He gently pleaded, leaving me no room for any arguments as I obviously had no way of sending him away without making myself look like a complete jerk.

Fuck. Here goes nothing, I quietly said to myself, taking a deep and encouraging breath before I turned back around and faced the door, wasting but a single second longer before I finally turned the lock and opened it.

Oh my god I want to do it again!

I was so shocked and disheartened to realize as soon as my gaze met his, immediately falling prey to those enchanting eyes and inviting lips as he looked at me in a way that made me want to just bang my head against those stupid walls.

Oh shit, no no no NO NO!

"You're...afraid. Why are you so afraid?" His dark brows furrowed, visibly confused as he dared take a step in my direction -much to my utter dismay- my heart doing a somersault as I forced myself not to think about that anymore and try to regain composure.

"Carina, I'm not going to hurt you, I swear on my brother's grave. I know that you don't believe me, and that I did all that stupid shit in the past but please, don't push me away,"

My eyes widened at the sound of that certain sentence wedged in between his words as this was the very first time I was hearing it coming from his mouth, however choosing to remain silent as I continued to listen to him.

"Please, I'm begging you, don't push me away. I don't know if I can handle it. I barely got to know you yet I already feel so much for you. I..." He abruptly stopped himself, regarding me in such a tender way as he gently reached out to place his hand on the side of my neck, those eyes shining with raw and heavy emotion as he quietly said,

"I...I think I'm falling in love with you,"

My heart effectively stopped at the sound of those words, completely speechless and even failing to form a coherent thought as I could only stand there and stare at him like a complete idiot.

WHAT?

**

What.the fuck.

I've been staring at that same wall for more than half an hour now, still at a loss for words as that same sentence kept revolving around my head like a coin on the table.

What in the absolute fuck.

My brain kept refusing to absorb it, vehemently denying it as a real memory as I lifelessly sat there on that toilet lid.

Nope. He didn't say that. He didn't just say that.

I was fucking imagining it. I'd just imagined it. Yes. It was all just a figment of my wild imagination.

He didn't love me! How could he fucking ever-

No. It wasn't real. I refused to believe it. Nope. That didn't just happen.

I nodded to myself like a crazy person, finally unsticking my ass from that damned toilet lid and with a refreshing breath I made my way out of that bathroom, heading for the spacious living room.

Oh my god it did. It totally did!

My consciousness screamed at me as soon as my gaze landed on that large figure sitting on a comfy chair, his elbows resting on his knees as he held his chin, those emerald eyes glinting with so many conflicted emotions as he slowly raised them to look at me.

Great. Now what? What the fuck do I say? I immediately started to panic, thickly swallowing as I took a few steps more, timidly approaching him.

But before I could even think of saying anything he abruptly rose himself to his feet, my neck craning as I raised my startled gaze to look at his face.

Neither of us uttered a single word, staring into each other's eyes as we simply stood there, wrapped up in complete silence.

"Teach me how to feel them. Your emotions," I blurted out the first thing that went through my mind, boldly taking another step even closer as I gazed up at him, even going as far as placing my palm in the middle of his incredibly warm chest, over his rapidly beating heart as I asked,

"Can you help me do it?"