Sweet Fire

9.

Samira did not come down for lunch or supper, which worried Eros. He was scared that she would change her mind again and suggest that they break up.

Taking a deep breath, he turned in bed and glanced out the window. Today, her window was closed and he could see nothing of her_ even her smell was not coming through. Damn, what had Samira done to him? It was late in the night and he could not fall asleep.

He had been miserable the whole day after they came back from the stables. He couldn't stop thinking about what she said. She made some very important points and he hated to admit it, but it was the truth. She did not want them to get serious and then have a painful breakup, but what she did not know was that he was capable of doing anything to be with her.

Sitting up in bed, he rushed his fingers through his hair and then heaved a sigh. All of a sudden, he felt thirsty. Pushing the covers away, he scrambled out of bed and left the room.

As Eros descended from the staircase, he heard movements in the kitchen. The fridge opened, closed, and then glasses clicked. Wondering who might be eating this late at night, he entered the kitchen only to see the one person he had been longing for all day.

"Samira."

Samira who was an aware that someday had walked in, got startled when her name was mentioned. The jug of Nana's special drink that was in her hand, slipped and fell to the floor, shattering into pieces. The delicious juice splattered around and she cursed.

"I'm sorry." She heard Eros say and then moved.

She was about to turn around as she had been caught, but then he stopped her. "No, don't move. You might cut yourself." Then she remained put.

Eros who was wearing slippers stepped around the broken glasses to Samira who was bare-footed. She probably didn't wear any slippers so no one would hear her. Now standing close to her, he was glad he came down.

Samira was wearing pajamas today and looked good in it. Her hair was held back and she looked at him with those beautiful eyes of hers, which never failed to make his heart skip a beat. He scooped her into his arms and then placed her on the kitchen island.

"Nana is going to have a fit tomorrow morning. Someone broke her favorite jug and spilled her special drink." Eros said while looking at the mess she made.

"I am sorry. I will tell her what I did tomorrow and apologize." Samira quickly said and then he gazed at her face.

"Don't worry, I won't tell her." He said while moving his face close to her ear. "This will be our little secret."

Raising himself, he met her gaze. It was unknown, who made the first move. Before they knew it, their lips locked. He stepped closer between her legs and drew her towards him. Her hands moved around his neck and then he held her waist.

The kiss was ferocious as they devoured each other's mouths. Eros was more than happy he was finally having a taste of her again after the long day he had. He wasn't expecting this kind of kiss from her, but then again, he was happy for it. He quickly run out of breath and then released her lips. Her stomach growled at him and he said.

"Let's get food into you."

Samira remained seated on the kitchen island while Eros picked out the leftovers of tonight's dinner. He microwaved it and then fed it to her. He wanted to pamper her so she would know how serious he was about her.

After the main meal, he started feeding her velvet cake. She was able to take only a few slices, and then could not take anymore.

"Okay, that's all I can take." She told him, while rubbing her stomach and then he smiled.