His Nineteenth Secretary [✔]

Thirty-six

"What is this place?" I asked with curiosity.

"You'll see." He held my hand as we walked further away from his car. It was evening already, and the sources of light were now the street lights, while some shops had also turned on their neon signs.

It was Brian who suggested going out when he saw how bored I was after dinner.

It was the week following the one he proposed to me.

While I was still trying to figure out where we could be as we walked, what I saw ahead, a little distance away from where we were, made my jaw drop with awe.

It was a magnificent fountain of about a hundred feet, which was shooting up and falling back accompanied with a glow reflective of different colors; red, orange, yellow, and blue.

The columns in the ground from which they were shooting out were made to be in a large curl pattern. At first, the shooting water would be at the same level, then they would get into sloppy lines, then swirl, fall back, and the whole routine would begin again.

"Ruby?" He laughed. That was when I realized my mouth still hung open.

"Sorry," I smiled wide. "I got carried away. OMG! I can watch this all night!" I shrieked.

We resumed walking with me almost running, and I was the one leading the way now, dragging him along as I went.

We walked over to the side of the fountain, where there was an opening. We didn't stop at the mouth of the opening but continued walking until we were standing in the middle of it.

What was even more alluring was the sound of the water as it shot up and fell back down.

"The last time I saw one was about a year ago, and it wasn't even as beautiful as this one." I told him.

"That long?"

"Yeah." I nodded excitedly. "I need to feel it." At that, I stretched out my right hand towards the wall of shooting water close to us, dipping it in to reach the other side of it. This caused the water to wheeze and spray in our direction, sprinkling onto Brian's black knitted turtleneck and a little on my brown sweater top.

"Oh my goodness!" I exclaimed, withdrawing my hand. "I'm sorry." I apologized profusely, making immediately to dry off the water on his turtleneck with the sleeve of the sweater top that I'd on.

"It's okay."

"What do you mean by it's okay?" Just then, my hand brushed against his chest,  near the nipple area. My moving hand instantly froze at the spot as I slowly raised my head to look at him. His lips  were slightly curled up into a smile.

Letting out a nervous cough, I withdrew my hand before quickly directing my gaze back to the fountain. Just then, he pulled me back to face him, and without any warning, his lips had crashed onto mine.

I was taken aback, but soon I found myself kissing him back.

And, let me not even go into details of how incredibly soft his lips were.

He slid his tongue into my mouth and began exploring every corner.

He was a damn good kisser!

We broke the kiss only when we were completely out of breath, both of us breathing heavily.

"You good?" He asked, smiling.

"Yup." I giggled.

"Come, let's walk around." He held my hand as we made our way out back through the opening.

Walking further, we could see other couples and friends too, sitting on the stairs near the fountain, some were hugging, some were talking while others were kissing just as we were a few minutes ago.