Perfect Imperfections

Chapter 10

The ride back was awkwardly silent. I couldn't believe I did that. What had come over me, only God knows. To be fair he started it.

And you let him cause you liked it.

Shut up.

You liked it and you wanted him to do more than kiss your neck.

Shut the fuck up.

Great. Now I'm arguing with myself. What is this guy doing to me? I shifted in my seat with a groan and he glanced at me in concern but said nothing. We were almost home and I was about ready to throw myself out the window from the amount of tension and arousal present in the car, at least on my part. I was upset and confused about what happened back at the store but my inner hoe still wanted to jump his bones.

Oh no hunny. That's all you.

I am you idiot.

Then you're calling yourself an idiot, idiot.

As soon as the car stopped I reached for the door.

"Amelia," he called quietly reaching for my arm but I discretely moved away. I don't think I could handle having his hands on me. Even if it was jusf a mere brush of his fingers, I'd probably melt on spot. I stopped but didn't turn.

"Miss Lockhart's card," I saw the card appear over my shoulder which I held at the tips then gently tugged on it.

"I apologize for what happen at the store. I was out of line," I could hear something in his voice, regret maybe, but I refuse to look.

"It's fine," I said harshly before yanking the door open and marching into my home, slamming the door behind me.

I made my way to the kitchen to get a glass of water which could hopefully cool me down. Each step I took I tugged a piece of my garment.

Why am I even upset? I liked it, way too much in fact. I'd probably do it again if given the chance. This is not something I'd normally do. I'm not upset, I'm just sexually frustrated. Yea, that's it.

Ok. Ok. I can work with this. I can handle this. I just need four candles.

In through my nose, out through my mouth. One candle.

In through my nose, out through my mouth. Two candle.

In through my nose, out through my mouth. Three candle.

In through my nose-

Knock knock.

Are you kidding me?

Walking towards the door I grabbed a short silk robe hanging off the sofa and opened the door while trying to tie the knot.

"I apologise for my inappropriate attire, I just-"

I looked up only to stop mid-tie as my gaze met Luka's. Really God, is this a test? Are you testing me, cause you're setting me up to fail.

"Your bags," he held up two bags in each hand.

Why did I have four bags? Well because after this Lia will never want to pull something like this again....hopefully

"Just leave them on the sofa."

I closed door as he made his way to the living room.

I know I said I could handle it but not with him looking like.....well him. Jesus did he just flex because he knew I was looking.

Stop it Amelia. You're being delusional. You're the one staring and being a perv.

"I bought you something as an apology," he said while he sat and searched through one of the bags and took out a smaller bag.