Indecent Saint

Chapter 6

"Newsflash! We're not them. You just have to get the heck out of here! Now!" She yelled, which startled him.

"Woah woah woah, I come in pea-"

"Shhh.. What's that sound?" Anayah walked towards her balcony and noticed it was drizzling.

"Oh great. Just great. Hurry and get out of here before a tree hits your fancy car. I'm sure it's gonna rain heavily." She said as she heard her phone ring.

When she saw that it was from her mom, she quickly answered it, "Mother?"

"Ana, it's raining heavily over here at the hospital, more patients are coming in. I called to say good night. I'll see you tomorrow. Lock the doors and everything. May the Lord be with you." She said and hung up.

The rain got worse and the thunder sounded which startled the both of them.

"Renar, can you come here for a sec...?"

He walked closer to her. She pulled him by the wrist and went out the balcony door. They stood there, watching as the rain got worse. They were getting wetter by the minute but she didn't care.

She held his hand and brought it to her face. He gave her a puzzled look, but decided to take advantage of the moment.

She kissed the back of his palm with her soft lips and walked backwards, her eyes staring deeply into his. Her back hit the balcony door which was closed and pulled him towards her.

His chest pressed on hers, she captured his lips and his eyes widened. He didn't waste any time in kissing back. His hands on her waist, while hers, roaming his back, she took his shirt off and he attempted taking her robe off but she stopped him and went on kissing his bare chest as the rain drops fell on them, sending shivers down both their spines.

He pulled her up to face him and kissed her with so much passion. He loved the way her hands roamed his back, his chest, his cuts and abs, his pocket, his zipper, his pocket again... Wait what? His pocket?

"Wait, what's that?" Anayah gasped looking at where his car was parked. He turned immediately, and she pushed him away from her, got in, locked the balcony door behind her and stuck her tongue out.

"Go home Samson, Delilah has duped you, yet again." She said with a wide grin on.

"No she hasn't..." He searched his pockets for her spare keys but they were not in any of them, "...Where are they?"

"Right here." She held them up behind the glass door and smirked,

"Did you honestly think I would make out with you? Of course I had an ulterior motive. Didn't want you coming back here when ever you pleased." She smiled as if she just won the lottery.

"Anayah, its raining out here. At least gimme back my shirt." He pleaded. Rather suspiciously if you ask me.

"Oh I didn't notice I brought this in." She looked disgusted, holding the shirt up, staring at it,
"But nice try. I'm not going to open this door. You have a car. Drive home. Tell Dylan you stole the key from him, came over here, I took it back and you left shamefully."

The thunder sounded pretty loud and startled them, again.

"Dylan? He's on a date with some Kathy girl."

"What Kathy girl?" Anayah laughed, "He's with his mother. He was here an hour ago. Told me he's going to have dinner with her." She sounded concerned.

"Are you effing kidding me? That was his getaway line? He asked Kathy out to dinner and she was more than happy to go with him. But he was 15 minutes late. Kathy texted me to ask where he was. Then she later texted telling me that he just arrived. That was before I got here." He sounded serious.

His words slapped Anayah in the face. So hard.

"He told me he was gonna tell you before he left. Oh Gosh I'm sorry. Didn't mean to snitch. I just don't know why he would lie to you. You guys aren't even dating." He looked worried, "Oh c'mon, let me in. Please Anayah I'm soaking wet." He pleaded.

She unlocked the door. Her face so pale. Her eyes watery. She threw his shirt to him, fell on her bed and grabbed a pillow to her chest, all crawled up.

He locked the door behind him due to all the wind. He heard her sob. Goodness, was he hearing right?

Is this one of his tricks to make her dislike Dylan or this was actually the truth?