Finding You.

CHAPTER 25

SOMILA

Our first kiss is feverish, intense and passionate. I feel like a void has been filled within me, as if he's just what I needed to be complete. He takes my right arm and slowly places it on his shoulder, grabbing my waist to pick me up. My legs are wrapped around his waist as I put my left arm over his right shoulder.

His hands are both grabbing my bottoms from beneath the towel, rubbing slowly before grabbing tightly. He moves suddenly and I'm soon placed on the basin countertop, his lips not leaving mine. Our breaths are laboured when we stop, our eyes unable to tear away from each other.

"You should probably get dressed because if
you don't... we might end up staying in this room until tomorrow." His eyes are small, dark, and dangerous. He's slightly flushed, but his words tell me that he isn't joking. "I should probably do that." I reply, almost out of breath. "I'll get you something to wear." he says, picking me up by my waist and putting me down. He slowly removes my right hand from his shoulder.

For the first time, we get dressed in the same room, at the same time. I'm wearing a grey long-sleeved flannel crop top that reveals the black bra I'm wearing underneath, with black skinny jeans and my grey Doctor Martens boots. While he's wearing black jeans, a navy Tom Hilfiger long-sleeved top and white Nike Air Force sneakers.

I don't realize that I'm looking at him and he seems to notice, catching me staring again. "What wrong?" he asks. "Nothing... I just haven't seen you in jeans and sneakers, you look so casual" he chuckles before he responds. "Yet you've seen me naked Ms Klaas." His response makes me flush so I busy myself and untie my hair, letting it hang just like his.

I then apply foundation on my face, with a little concealer to try cover up my black eye. When I'm done, it almost looks like it wasn't even there to begin with. I offer a silent thanks to Katli for sacrificing her concealer and packing it for me.

"I got you something." Aya interjects, startling me. "What is it?" He hands me an envelope and I hesitantly take it. "Well? Go ahead and open it." I do as he says, my hands shaking as the thought of Anna Steele and an NDA cross my mind.

Inside I find a gift card from iStore. My eyes slowly find his as I think of a polite way to give back the card. "You need a phone." He says before I can reject his gift. "Aya... I don't need an expensive gadget." He shakes his head ignoring me. "You need a phone... That's it. No excuses, no questions, no protests, just accept my gift to you." I thank him, deciding that we'll go into the store after breakfast, so I can choose a phone.

Making our way downstairs, we find a drunk and asleep Sam on the couch, we exit the house leaving him behind. Aya opens the door for me to get in, then he goes to his side. "Wow, I haven't driven Somi in a week." He says after securing his seat belt. "Somi?" I ask. "I named my car after you." Wow... cheesy. "Why?"

"Because it's as elegant as you are, not too loud and out there, makes me comfortable the way I am when I'm around you, not too easy to get etcetera." He's said more than I expected from him so I don't probe any further as he drives, playing jazz music. We drive in comfortable silence until we get to the patisserie.

Inside, we both order Vanilla ice cream Americano and Rye bread with salmon
and cream cheese. There's light conversation as we eat our meal. When we're done eating, a tall, thin blonde suddenly appears from somewhere and stands in front of us.

"Noah, Oh my word!" Her voice is annoying and squeaky, she's dressed in a short and tight elbow-sleeved white dress and very high suede heel boots. Her hair is straight with a fringe over her forehead. Aya stands up to greet her, they embrace in hug.