My Handsome Adventure

chapter 38

Joan's POV

"Cindy please stop staring and tell me how I look." I beg lifting my phone higher so that she can get a full view.

"Puberty hit you like a truck in just a damn day! You're gonna make him drool babe!" Cindy comments.

I smile at her response and talk for a few seconds before hanging up.

I stare at the mirror. I look different. I feel different. I'm wearing a blood red gown that reaches a bit below my knees. And the sleeves hang off my shoulder exposing the skin. There  is very little make up on my face, but it still compliments me well. I like this change in me.

I walk downstairs nervously. As I reach the bottom, dad appears in front of me.

"Levine!!" Dad shouts.

"Levine come quickly!!"

Mom arrives next to dad. "What's the matter Ad- oh honey! You look beautiful!" Mom exclaims giving me a gentle hug.

I turn to dad." Dad..how do I look?"

"Like a girl....and all this while I thought I had a son."

I laugh.
"Dad do you like it?"

"I love it!" He too hugs me. "Jo, you look amazing!"

"Thanks Dad."

Just as the words leave my mouth the doorbell rings.

"Go open it Joan." Mom says.

I open the door to come face to face with a very handsome Noah. I can't quite describe if he looks like a gentleman or a bad boy. His black jeans and black shirt which is tucked surely gives him a smart and good vibe. But at the same time messy black hair and electric green eyes gives him the dangerous look.

What did I do to get this fallen angel?

Noah's POV

I wait nervously at the door step. By every passing second I can feel my heart beat increase. And finally after what seems like an eternity, the door opens revealing the most beautiful sight I've ever seen....my girl. Damn! I have no words to describe the way she looks. My mind runs in circle seeing her in the dress. The perfect color for her. I want to pull her to me and kiss her until my lungs stop. Calm your horses. Her parents are here.

Maybe I should just tell her that I love her ,right now itself. No, confessing at our date will be much more romantic. After all I spend a long time in arranging a candle light dinner in the middle of the woods.

"Noah...! I asked if you're ready to go?" Joan's voice brings me back to the moment.

"Oh yeah." I blurt.

"Ok." She smiles turning to giver her parents a final good bye before walking out with me.

"Whisper...there is one more thing ." I say as we reach the road.

"What?"

"Umm......well I was actually gonna get you some roses, but I thought you would like these more than the roses." I say holding out my hand.

Joan's POV

Noah holds out his hand and I eagerly search for the present. A small heart shaped box, is placed at the palm of his hand. I pick the box and look at it carefully. The word 'Lindt LINDOR' is carved on to the heart shaped box. I instantly recognize the name on the box. After all I'm a chocolate addict.

I open the box to reveal chocolates wrapped in red foil.

"Best date ever!" I grin at Noah.

He chuckles. "The date hasn't even begun whisper."

I shrug. Returning to the box, I pick up a chocolate. But something glimmering catches my eye.

I look up at Noah who offers me a smile. I pull out the shining object from the box. A bracelet! That too not any random bracelet,it has two words hanging from it, like a  locket.

The first word is 'NOAH' in  bold letters and the second word is 'whisper' in cursive italic. And both our names were connected by a small heart in between.

I gasp at the beautiful piece of jewelry.
"Can I put it on your wrist?" Noah asks hopefully.

"Do you even need to ask?"

He smiles taking the bracelet from my hand. I stretch out my arm. Ever so gently he places the cold metal on my skin and secures it.

Noah lifts my hand and showers my knuckles with kisses. He pulls me to his hard  chest and caresses my cheek.
"Whisper?"

"Ya Noah."

"Can I kiss you?" He asks causing me to pull away from his hug.

I angle my head doubtfully. "Why are you asking for permission?"

His hands return to my cheeks once again. "You look too pure to be touched by me." He smirks.

I swear he can write his own book of pickup lines.

I shake my head slightly and move my face towards his, touching my lips with his soft ones. I let him take control of the kiss.

"Mine." He whispers against my lips.

Yes only his. Forever and after.