〰 Therapist - R.S.L 〰

Chapter 28〰️Let Us Live -part 1

Lia's POV

"Tonight at the beach resort? When's it going to be? Uhuh...I'll see what I can do. My girlfriend? Mmm...I don't know...I'll think about it and sort everything out. Alright. À plus tard."

I don't know if waking up to Ross' voice only is a blessing. I sure did wake up smiling, but his features are what keep me calm. His pats, his light, finger touches, his presence. I needed it all....god, I must be way too selfish.

My eyes scanned the large room, feeling the warmth of the sun occupy my light skin in the best way possible. I grabbed a breath-mint from my bag, having one realizing I completely forget my morning utensils. I fixed my hair nonetheless, tied it in a messy bun and left the bed to have his inaudible mumbles lure me.

He entered the room, looking up at me with his wide eyes, a little surprised I woke up. "Good morning, you woke up too early."

His chuckle filled the air, and I couldn't help but smile happily, feeling the true morning blossom with his presence, and his golden drunk complexion that stood out with the rising sun, toning his naked torso.

"I had to revise before my exam."

"You set it at 1 pm?"

I nodded softly, feeling my smile reflect on his worried face. "In about four hours."

I walked back to the bed, crossing my legs on it and looking at him as he followed.

"Girlfriend?" I smirked lightly making his eyes widen as the brightest shade of red covered his cheeks.

"They don't know we broke up a while ago...it's a party they have tonight at a beach resort. We have them every now and then," he laid back, with his hands behind the back of his head, smiling lightly. "Every doctor takes their spouse. I'd usually take dates and spend good times."

"Sounds fun," I smiled, watching him stare at the ceiling, a little grin covering his lips.

"It does," he shrugged, his little smile vanishing away as a pout took over, "though I won't be able to go tonight."

"Why not?"

"No date. That'd just make it a lot more awkward for me. And I don't really feel like asking anyone out," he looked at me, smiling sadly as I bit my lip softly, watching him gaze into my eyes. He seemed too dazed off to realize the way his stares affected me, and I had to break the intense eye contact to stare at my fiddling fingers.

"Do you want to go out with me?" He spoke up, making my widened orbs lookup in response to his completely inappropriate words. "N-not like a date, but like, a little hangout..."

"Jackson..."

"I'm not introducing you as my girlfriend for your own safety...unfortunately," he smirked playfully, making me attempt to hide my shyness with a light giggle. "If I were to do that, would've totally shown you off to everyone."

I lost it when he winked, completely red despite the fact that it was all but a little mischievous method to make me blush. 

"You've got to stop making me red 25/8," I chuckled, looking up at him shyly as he laughed at my coyness. "But, yeah. I'd love to. But what are you going to say about your «girlfriend»?"

"I'll just be completely honest."

"I guess it's always the best to do."

It is the best to do...especially between certain people.

Yet here I am, hiding my entire life from my so-called boyfriend and friends, courtesy of my trust issues that don't appeal when it comes Ross.

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