Guilty Pleasure III
I stared at him and he did the same. He didn’t say anything for seconds and just settled to look at my eyes. I smiled and furrowed my brows trying to get his attention.
He removed his gaze harshly again. I sighed.
”That’s it. You’re just guilty, Alia.”
He’s right. But I don’t think I will be here if the guilt is the only one that’s reigning inside my head.
”I am.”
He side eyed me. I tried to hide my smile because of how cute he is, sulking like a kid.
”See? I won’t go home. I’ll stay in some of the Evans’.”
That’s when I snapped. One of his hotels? Is he really this mad that he’ll not go home?
”Ace,” I whined.
”Stop calling me that. That won’t work.”
I held his arms and I felt him stiffened. Darn, I’m desperate alright?
”How about me?” I pouted.
”You can leave and go with that dickhead.”
I sighed heavily and looked up. I’m forgetting that this man right here is so hard to please when he’s mad. I’m running out of patience and filling up at the same time. Is that even possible?
I stood up holding his hand. And because he’s drunk, it’s easy for me to hold him like that. I swayed his hands trying to convince him.
”Let’s go home, please?”
He squinted his eyes and scanned my body. He brushed his hair swiftly after.
”What the hell, Alia?”
”What?” I asked innocently.
”You went here wearing that?”
I bit my lip and glanced at my silky one piece pajama. I wore a cardigan to top it. I don’t know, I’m cramming a while ago, that's why I didn’t have the time to change my clothes.
”I’m in a hurry. I called you but you’re not answering. I was waiting for you to go home.” I said in a tiny voice.
He sighed heavily like a mad dad. I squealed when he dragged me, falling into his legs. I wasn’t expecting that. I covered my mouth in shock and slapped his chest after.
”Aciel!”
”I don’t get you. People say I’m smart… intelligent. But why do I feel like a fool when it comes to you?”
I felt his breath on my face. Something in his eyes speaks that my inner confidence had left me. My eyes went to my fingers and I played with it because I really don’t know how I am supposed to look at his eyes.
”You played me well, baby. I’m here, ready to be on my knees just to worship every inch of you. Well, fuck yeah. I knew it all along. From your librarian friends, to you plans… and that motherfvcker-”
”Angelo.” I said because he’d been calling Angelo names.
”Motherfucker-”
I pressed my lips to his, giving him a smooch. Just to stop his dirty mouth. I hid my smile by biting my lip. His dark face became even darker when I did that.
”You confused the hell out of me.” he said. “What are you doing to me, Alia? Please, you’re hurting me badly. So-so bad.”
I smirked and pressed my lips to his again. But this time is way more longer. I move my lips in a delicate way and I can feel he’s taken back by that.
I palmed his face when that kiss ended, pressing my forehead into his. His eyes couldn’t focus and so I tried to catch that.
”What is so confusing?”
”All of this. Stop playing with me. I know what you’re up to.”
”What am I up to then?” I asked cockily.
I grabbed my hair and put it on my right shoulders. His eyes darted into it. I saw how his adams moved up and down to that, and then the repetition of him clenching his jaw happened.
”Fuck this.” He fixed my cardigan that’s falling off my shoulders. “Let’s go home.”
I smirked. “I thought you didn't want to.”
”I won't. I’ll be sending you home and I’ll stay in my hotel.”
I almost stamp my feet to that. This is like a freaking roller coaster ride. Passing by each topic again and again. It’s so damn frustrating.
I crossed my arms and sulked. I stood so I could remove myself from him. I sat on the couch with my face. “Then I’ll stay here.”
His jaw dropped at my attitude. “Alia, for god damn sake!”
”For god damn sake as well! I waited for you. And now I am here asking you to go home! I’ve eaten my pride already, why can’t you see that?”
He narrowed his eyes on me. I pressed my lips because I’m slowly coming out of the shell that I’m using as a hide out. That hides out of pride and all that wicker possessions.
I thought he had given up already because he didn’t talk to me for a few minutes. He just asked the waiter for a glass of water. The waiter and two bottles of water arrived. He’d given the one to me while he finished the other in seconds. Like a thirsty animal.
”Let’s go,” he stood.
I looked at him confused. But I stood up with him.
”What about your friends?” I asked while he’s grabbing my hands.
”Why would you care about them, Alia? I thought you wanted to leave?”
I shut my lips before he even decides to stay for more. He’s going home now right? We’re going home together?
”Come here. Men are gawking at you.” He guided me to his front and we got outside of the place.
I don’t know how he did it. He seemed so drunk a while ago but was still able to walk properly. When we got outside, I saw Sibal and Ros waiting outside the two cars designated for the two of us.
One look of Aciel and they immediately know what to do. Sibal rode the car while Ros handed the keys to Aciel. Ros rode the car that Sibal was driving and then they left.
I looked at Aciel. He opened his car door.
”You’re gonna drive? No! You’re drunk Ace.”
He hissed and palmed his face. “You think I’ll let you ride with Sibal with those clothes of yours?”
”Then you should have rode with us!”
He stared at me blankly. “Get inside.”
I sighed harshly.
”I said get inside.” He commanded again. I didn’t move.
He looked up. Seems like his patience is running out.
”Fuck, Alia please. I’ll drop you off the penthouse before I could even kill somebody here because they linger their eyes on you in two forsaken seconds.”
His first word caught me. “You’re dropping me off? I thought you’re going home?”
He didn’t answer and leaned on the car, closing his eyes. I don’t know. I’m fidgety too. I just want him to go home with me. I know I couldn’t fix this now or tomorrow. I know it’ll take time but I really just wanna make sure he’s safe.
I look up to him and caress his face. He’s really tired. I don’t know how he will drive with this condition.
”Baby please. Let’s go home.” I said.
His eyes opened when I said that. He looked down on me.
”I know you’re mad. But I really want you home now. I’ll die worrying where you might be. Please.” I begged more.
I can feel he’s slowly losing the ties that’s tying him. He shook his head.
”You’re just guilty.” he uttered. More like to himself. “You’re just guilty, Emma.”
He tried to get away from my touch but I jailed him more.
”NO-no-no. Please. You’re right, and I’m not gonna deny that. But please know that it’s not the only reason why I’m here, begging you to go home.”
His eyes weakened. “Then what more?” He smiled sadly and that broke me to pieces.
”What more, Alia? Cause that’s the only reason I can think of.”
I gulped, sighed, looked up and down because my heart was racing so bad. That took me a while, I couldn’t say it.
”Let’s go. I’ll drop-”
”I like you.” I shut my eyes tight. There. I said it.
I gave myself some time to cope with it all out. And when I opened my eyes. Aciel’s puzzled face was the first one the I saw.
”Did you hear me? I said, `` I like you.” I said with conviction.
He blinked a few times and didn’t say anything. He’s like a complete mad man standing and trying to understand what I just said.
”Come again, baby? I don’t think I heard you right.”
I smiled. “I like you. I said I like you, Aciel Evans. I like you.”
