A HOT UNEXPECTED GUESTS

"I didn't know I was not welcomed." He says he is sitting right beside me, too close for my liking. "Why? Were you expecting someone else?" He speaks. He sure knows how to annoy me.

I snap my eyes in his direction. I feel like strangling him right now. "You are impossible!" I fume and stand up. I need a glass of cold water to calm myself before I explode at him. If all this anger I am feeling comes out, I don't think he will want to see me again. He grabs my hand before I can take a third step, stopping me in my tracks.

"Why are you so mad?" He asks, standing in front of me.

Why, huh? Why? What a rhetorical question!

I jerk my hand away from him. "Can you explain why you haven't called in a week, why you didn't pick up my calls this morning, and why exactly you went to see my sister without telling me?" I fume at him, crossing my hands on my chest.

He smiles. A smile that makes me want to slap the shit across his face. Or kick his annoying ass out of my house. What is there to laugh at here, huh? "I get it now. You are mad because you didn't hear from me in a week. It seems like I found my way to someone's heart."

Really, now? This looks like a joke to him.

"Answer my questions, Mr. Moore!" I say, shutting his smile.

"I will. But first, I have two rules to make. One, I forbid you to call me Mr. Moore unless you want to face the consequences. Rule number two: I don't always have to be the one to make a move. You can always look for me whenever you need me. I always do whenever I can. Is that clear, Gia?"

Rules, huh! "Not really. Tell me something, Mr. Moore. What exactly should I come to you for? And what consequences are you talking about?" I ask.

He closes the gap between us, looking down into my eyes. Damn his height! I love the dangerous, devilish look in his eyes. They look darkly cute. "For you, my special Gia, anything and everything." He kisses the tip of my nose before speaking again, feeding me his warm pheromones and making my ears turn red. "I am at your disposal." He pecks my lips. "Any time, any day. As for the consequences, you'll know about them when you break the rule. Clear?" Another peck.

"I hear you, Mr. Moore!" I respond.

"Are you daring me?" He stopped whatever he was doing to look at me.

"Oh, but I haven't agreed to the rules." I retort.

"You have no choice," he says.

"Mmh, I see. And what's the deal between you and my sister?" I ask, trashing his rules.

"Are you jealous?" He implores.

"More worried than jealous." I state, daring him with my eyes.

"You have nothing to worry about. This little Greek god here has eyes for no one but you. And your sister? Come on! You think I am such a rotten jerk to screw you both? I'm hurt, Gia!" He says.

Shit! I hit the wall with my back. I didn't know I was moving! Now I am caged between the wall and the hot devil before me. He smirks, realizing I have nowhere to run. "Then I forbid you to talk to my sister without my permission ever again." I stammer a whisper. It's getting too hot over here. I swallow hard as he rests his hands on both sides of my head, placing himself comfortably against me.

"Is that what you want?" He asks, and I nod my head because I can't find my voice anymore. I'm breathing heavily against his firm, broad chest. I am sure he can feel my throbbing heart too. Damn it! "Why don't you first admit that you like me so much to bear the idea of me getting close to any other woman? Admit that you want me all to yourself. Say it, Gia!" He challenges me with his dominant voice, making me swallow hard again.

I am shaking and trembling with a fear of defying his voice. The fear of what he makes me feel. The fear of how weak he makes me. The fear of how willingly he makes me submit to him without a second thought. I'm fearful of his powerful magic, which melts down everything in me in just a blink. Am I this weak, or is he really this strong? The fear of him knowing how much I yearn for him.

"My patience is wearing out." He speaks on my lips.

Damn! I open my mouth to speak, but no word comes out. My mouth remains agape, but not for too long. He didn't seek permission, nor did he give a warning sign. He roughly invaded my mouth, shoving his tongue in. It is too late to stop him. Do I even want to stop this? Hell, no! My tongue and his dance deep inside our mouths. Our hands move freely on each other's bodies, pressing ourselves hard against each other. I missed this madness. I so longed for this insanity. If only moments could last forever... "You missed this?" He asks in between.

I tighten my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me, refusing to break this sweet kiss. I moan in response to his question, deepening the kiss further. He pulls away roughly from the kiss and goes down to kiss my neck. A soft moan escapes my mouth, arching my neck to him, my head falling back on its own. "Do you like me?" he asks as he showers my neck with wet kisses.

If it weren't for his strong arms supporting me, I would be down on my knees right now. "Come on, Gia. Say it to me."

"I..I.. I lo... ooh." A kiss on the most delicate spot below my ear takes away my senses. I stop to listen to its sensations as it arouses all the hairs on my body—and what is he listening to? He isn't kissing me anymore. I slowly open my eyes. Here he is, his eyes drilling right through mine.

"I didn't hear that. What were you saying again?" He asks, tucking the loose strands of hair behind my ear.

Wait, what was I saying again? Was I about to confess that I loved him? Ooh, no! He should be the first one to confess, if at all he feels anything for me. Thanks to that kiss there, I didn't say what I shouldn't. I can’t risk it. I cannot handle the shame if, at all, he does not expect this. "Nothing. I…”

He kisses me again, and I know what he is doing. He always knows how to get what he wants. "So, do you?" he asks, engaging us in a slow-burn kiss like the one we had back in his car some days ago. I love this one. It's so relaxing. So sweet. There is no rush in it, and one cannot tell the direction it will take, as that power lies entirely with you. You can even bargain a deal in between the kisses, "like me?" The good thing about this open kissing is that you can choose what to do with it at any point. You can either deepen or speed it, and well, you know where that will lead to, or you can just end it without any pressure. At this point, I chose to end it. I seal his lips with a long kiss and pull away.

"Do you?" I ask.

"I am the one who asked a question, so answer me first."

Ah, I see! "I don't. Do you?" He takes a step backward, shoving his hands in his sky blue jeans.

"You sure?" With a slight nod, I confidently lie.

I thought he was going to push it further, but he doesn't. His eyes are dark, with a tinge of an unfathomable look. If I were to guess, I would call it pain. Hurt. Or maybe a disappointed look. But why? He fishes out a card from his pocket and hands it to me. "What is this?" I ask as I take the card in my hand. "A dinner invitation from my mother. You refused to give me a date, so she thought I was not doing enough convincing!" Dinner! I didn’t want this, and that is the reason why I refused to give him the date. I don’t feel right about this. "It's just dinner. Don't give it a lot of thought. Just go so she can stop nagging me, okay?" He adds. I nod my head, albeit with doubts. I wish I could turn it down, but I know he will choke on questions. "Okay. Goodnight." He says that, and just like that, he turns to leave.

Like, just like that? Like, he is walking away just like that? "Deep!" I call when she opens the door to the sitting room. He turns to me with an emotionless expression. What's with the sudden change again? "Are you leaving?" I wonder out loud.

"Is there any need for me to stay?" This guy is so confusing at times. I thought we were having a good time. I thought... "I guess no. By the way, I will not be at the dinner, but I will make arrangements for how you will get there. Bye!" And he slams the door, leaving me in a dilemma. Bye? What happened to you? See you soon, huh? What exactly is wrong with him? What is wrong with us?