Chapter 7 - Edited ✓

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Harper's POV

My mind was racing, and my heart was pounding. I tried my best to gather my thoughts as I crawled into bed but failed miserably. All I could concentrate on was Angelo, his words swarmed around my mind and the warm tingling sensation I got when I grabbed his hand and again when our legs were pressed together in the limo still ran through my body.

You intrigue me, Harper. Those four simple words had continued to run through my head on a loop since they left Angelo's lips. The way he looked at me, those beautiful blue eyes radiating raw emotion caused a fire inside me to ignite, and I was scared that this feeling would only begin to grow more intense as time progresses. 

The tension I felt between us throughout the evening could've been sliced with a knife, and it only got worse when we were inside the limo in such close proximity to each other along with our legs touching, it was almost painful. The tension was almost too much to handle. Images of me sat in his lap locked in an embrace with his mouth trailing hot kisses down my neck had invaded my thoughts during the journey home. I hope he didn't notice the blush I felt spread over my cheeks.

The image of his piercing blue eyes was something I'd never be able to erase from my mind. Angelo, in his own right, was undeniably gorgeous but there was something about his eyes. The way they were always full of unspoken emotions, I noticed the way they get slightly darker and his gaze feels more intense when something bothers him. The man was genuinely hypnotic.

My mind drifts to what had happened earlier that night. Our long conversations about anything we could think of, the intense gaze that pulled me towards him at the beginning of the evening and the feeling that coursed through my veins when I grabbed Angelo's hand to lead him through Opal. 

The whole night was full of untold emotion that I was scared to confront. Yes, I was attracted to Angelo, what sane person wouldn't be. However, I'd just met the man, and I had priorities that I needed to put first before pursuing a relationship with a man that I barely know anything about, I don't even know if he feels the same way about me.

Managing to drag myself from my bed, I change out of my work uniform. The scent of Angelo's aftershave clung to the material due to our proximity in the limo. I was throwing on a baggy t-shirt as I made my way back to bed to try and rest. I doubt sleep would come easy to me tonight, not with all the thoughts of Angelo running through my mind, every time I closed my eyes all I could see were his hypnotic blue eyes looking back at me, however after a few hours of tossing and turning I finally managed to fall asleep.

I must have slept awkwardly when I finally woke up my neck was stiff. I groaned running a hand through my hair a trait I exhibit when I was particularly frustrated with something. Nothing about last night's sleep had been rest full, after spending over two hours trying to get my mind to shut off and let me sleep, greeted with the dream version of Angelo Deluca. 

I just couldn't get him out of my mind, granted he looked devastatingly perfect shirtless, even if it was just a figment of my imagination. I needed to stop torturing myself thinking about this man who probably only wants to use me as a plaything until he gets bored and moves on to some other naïve girl.

I make a vow to myself, from now until Tuesday I will not think about Angelo what so ever. I can't let the first man I've ever been seriously interested in completely take over my mind and cause me to ruin what I've worked so hard for. I'm not being that girl that's fascinated with some handsome man who pays her the teeniest bit of attention and goes and starts planning their wedding and naming their three future children.

 I have school to think about, exams to pass and a Grandmother to support. I need to get my priorities straight, and at the moment, Angelo isn't one of them. I push all thoughts of him to the back of my mind, where he'll stay until I know what to do with the situation.

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