I stood in shower at home, carefully washing the blood and grime off of my body from the past four days of pain in the Labyrinth. I thought about the short time I’d spent on Olympus earlier and smiled a little.
Beautiful. That's the only word I can use to describe Olympus. Its tall pillars, cream and gold walls and marble floors made the place seem like a paradise, not to mention the cosy heat coming from the several fires around the domain. Utterly beautiful.
When Poseidon and I arrived we were greeted by Zeus, Alex, Lissa and the gang. I'd been encased in a massive group hug that I didn't really appreciate as much as I could have done due to my ribs hurting so much but it was nice to feel loved all the same. Alex's arms felt the most familiar out of every ones; they burned hot against my cool, hurting skin and felt like home and safety.
After our little group hug, Zeus stole me away from my friends and Alex and took me into the throne room to give me a little father daughter chat. He told me that he was sorry for not being able to come and rescue me from his bonkers wife and that he promised he’d keep a better eye on her in the future, the look in his eyes made my skin crawl when he spat her name out in disgust. We all left Olympus shortly after that but not before Apollo got hold of me and reminded me of the promise I made of taking pictures of his Daughter.
Stepping out of the shower I headed to the full length mirror in the bathroom and looked over my body. My ribs were hideous shades of blue, purple, green and yellow from the bruising there and I had several cuts along my jaw and sides. My wrists were rubbed red raw and grazed from the ropes Hera had used to bind them.
A tear slipped down my cheek. I felt disgusting. I didn’t think I was very attractive beforehand but I didn’t think I was anything terrible but now... now I looked like some form of beat up ragdoll. I turned away from the mirror and grabbed my pyjamas and slipped into them, thankful that they covered up my cuts and bruises. I stepped out of the bathroom to see Alex sprawled on out bed, looking every bit as handsome as I’d pictured him while I was away. I stopped and admired him for a second before moving to the bed.
“Get up you lump.” I joked; poking his rock hard stomach and feeling little butterflies erupt in my stomach.
“Oh, shush you.” He laughed. He sat up and looked over me with tender eyes, making me feel uncomfortable under his gaze. I felt a little flush cross my cheeks. Douche bag… “You look like you’re stressing out, G.” He said softly, standing in front of me.
He stood directly in front of me and gently brushed away a few wet strands of my hair away from my face, smiling down at me kindly. I smiled back at him, knowing that my blush was simply getting worse but I didn’t mind anymore. I felt at ease around him, something I’d grown to appreciate more since I’d been in the Labyrinth. “I’m calmer now than before.” I barely got the sentence out of my lips.
“Georgiana..” He said, his beautiful blue eyes sparkling from an emotion I had only seen a glimpse of before. “I want to try this…”
I bit my lip and looked down. “This?” I questioned, daring to believe that he fad feeling for me too, but not fully comfortable with the idea of letting my borders down. He lifted my head slowly with a finger and looked into my eyes.
His gaze held a question as it flickered down to my lips, hopefully a question I answered with my own gaze as it fell upon his lips too. He leant down, holding my gaze until the last second when his soft, warm lips barely connected to my own. My eyes fluttered shut at the brief moment of connection and my heart soared. He pulled back and I opened my eyes again, looking deep into his blue orbs.
“That…” He whispered; a boyish grin upon his features. I felt a smile grace my lips, a blush crossing my cheeks again but I held the eye contact I’d started. “Was that okay? I don’t want to rush you or any-“
I stood on tip toe and pressed my lips to his again, cutting him off half way through his sentence. A warmth erupted in my stomach and spread through my veins; this is what people speak of when they say they feel fireworks in a kiss. It’s not little eruptions within your stomach, it’s a burning sensation so passionate it fogs your mind and makes you feel dizzy. It explodes through you like a fire and makes your senses tingle at every point in your body.
Alex’s P.O.V
I couldn’t contain my emotions as I kissed Georgiana. Her lips were so soft and gentle and yet hard and unyielding at the same time. It sounded pathetic but I could feel my stomach twist itself into knots and every part of my body tingled with a feeling I couldn’t describe. It wasn’t lust, I’d felt that many times before, it felt too pure and simply too right to be lust. It felt as if my world had shifted to include Georgiana inside it.
I felt her smile into the kiss, causing me to smile too. I snaked an arm around her waist, holding her closer to me. She pulled back, giggling slightly in a very cute fashion, her lips curled up into a brilliant smile. She looked up at me and I almost melted. Her eyes shone like the stars on a clear night and yet her cheeks were the colour of roses. She was stunning, so very, very stunning.
“I guess that it was okay then.” I smiled, brushing away another piece of her damp hair away from her face. She nodded and smiled even more.
“Very okay.” She blushed. “I’ve waited four days to do that…”
I felt my smile grow at her words. She’d waited four days…so that meant she really did have feelings for me and it wasn’t just a spur of the moment thing. I felt my heart rate pick up.
“Alex, you’re um.. glowing pink.” Georgiana said, backing away from me slightly and looking slightly bewildered.
I looked down at my hands and saw a pink tinge around me. She was right but I never thought this would happen to me. “Aphrodite’s blessing…” I muttered.
“Excuse me?”
I looked up at her, beaming. “Aphrodite’s blessing… it only happens when she first claims you as her child and when you finally fall in love.” The last part of it came out as a whisper. I didn’t want to terrify her too much; she’d only just decided she wanted to give our relationship a try after all.
Instead of looking freaked out, Georgiana had a huge smile on her lips and she looked simply radiant. She skipped around to her side of the bed and slipped in, patting the space beside her. I turned out the light and got into the bed with her, pulling her close into my chest and loving the way she fitted into my arms so perfectly.
“I think I love you too, Alex.” She mumbled before she fell asleep in my arms, her light breath brushing across my chest and I felt myself practically fly with happiness.
I pressed my lips against her hair softly giving her justone last kiss goodnight.
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Just a Kiss Goodnight
Teen FictionThis in a arranged marriage story between Georgiana Anne Livingston and Alex Matthew Clark. Georgiana has been living with who she thought were her parents her whole life, little did she know there is something very special about her and she is soon...