Hi everyone!
I am very happy with the acceptance of this story. I am submitting this the same day I see the first 3 chapters up on Lit so we just wait for them to put the next ones up. So happy they aren't taking more than two days or so!
Thanks for the comments about the grammar, I am really trying hard to get better on it. You will see me evolving on the next chapters as well.
That being said, here are the next 3 chapters! I hope you enjoy and please comment if you like the story and what do you think of the characters, you have no idea how much that means for a writer, it helps us know how our story and creation over all is being taken, sometimes we try to give you an idea and you get something different, so all that is being shaped thanks to your comments!
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Chapter 4
"Going back to normal"
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Meadow
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So here I am, loving this simple and comfortable dress, a sexy lingerie that made me feel hot and bothered inside, and about to knock on the door of his study when I hear a loud thump and something made of glass being broken. I knock on the door and open it before I get an answer. "Caleb? are you ok?"
I see him crushing a phone with his hand while a vase lays broken in pieces at the floor. He turns around to face me and I see anger in his gaze that slowly turns into sadness. What was troubling him I didn't know; but I wanted to erase the sadness from his eyes. "Meadow..." He whispered and I saw small drops of blood coming from his tight grip on the now broken phone. I rushed to him and took his hand, trying to make him release its tight grip. At first he looked at me in shock, his dark eyes distracting me for a second but then I looked around and saw an open door that led to a bathroom. I pulled him with me and he followed me in silence. Once we reached the sink, I turned the water on and pulled his hand under it. He winced and his eyes shot to his hand; finally realizing what was happening, he started to let go and I could pull the wrecked phone out of him. I made sure to pour enough water on his hand before turning it off, and then I pulled a hand towel to gently dry his cuts. "You are lucky, they are only small clean cuts... you should try to control your temper a bit more." I managed to said, a bit angry at him for being so reckless. He was silent for a long time while I was finishing drying his injured hand and wrapping a clean towel around it, making it look as if it was almost a boxer globe. I resisted the urge to chuckle. When I looked up at him I thought I saw a faint of green glow in his eyes, he was staring at me almost with disbelief. "You... you didn't have to do this..." He whispered again and I felt goosebumps.
A phone back in his study broke the spell that had us captured. And though I was sad to see him excuse himself to go pick it up, I think I am confident enough to believe he feels this weird, strange connection between us, too.
I walked out of the bathroom and looked around his study as he kept talking on the phone at his desk. I surely hope he doesn't break this one as well. To see the place where I first met him under a new light was very revealing; I could see the walls of books he had almost all around, no paintings, and a huge fireplace with that dreamy couch in front of it. His desk was next to the window, the chair facing the light. I was caught by the raw but warm vibe everything gave. The wooden floor was neatly polished, the huge center rug had egyptian patterns and drawings.
"I will postpone it as much as I can, will be at least a few more days." I finally caught part of his conversation, not really giving it much interest. I looked at him and he was staring back at me, he smiled and I blushed. I sat on the comfortable couch and sighed, feeling like snuggling something and everything. This couch definitely was wicked, it made me feel things I wanted to do to him. I started to pull my dress down and looking at any possible wrinkles it might had before I noticed he was standing next to me. I looked up and bite my lower lip.
"Hmm... where were we? Ah lunch. Shall we?" He said extending his healthy hand for me to take. I actually hesitated, I had just sat in here and was so comfortable. But his smile won me over, I took his hand and he pulled me gently, making me stand effortlessly. "Don't you want to call your magic nurse to check on your hand first?" I asked worried. He shook his head and removed his loose tie, taking off the towel and wrapping the tie around it. "I will be fine, trust me?" I chuckled.
He led me through a corridor and then a main stair that took us to the front of the house. It was a very big residence, with at least two floors on its grounds. He opened the door and made a gesture for me to walk out first. I almost giggled, he was being such a gentleman, my mother would have been drooling over him.
I could finally admire close hand the beautiful settings. The gardens were untamed, slightly cut here and there just to make it less wild but I could see how most of it was untouched. He led me through a path of rocks and dirt and we finally arrived a clear between the trees and saw a blanket, several plates with fruits and salty treats next to my wine. I gasped and looked at him, he had a huge grin on his face. "I hope you don't mind." I was blushing and smiling from ear to ear.
We both sat on the blanket and enjoyed a truly pleasant evening. We talked about silly things, the weather, how tall should the grass be allowed to grow before it becomes a problem, etc. He took a sip of my wine and really enjoyed it, enough to have some for himself. I wasn't sure if he was pretending to like it just for me until he fought me for the bottle and took the last of it. I pretended to pout but I was laughing too hard hard.
"I promise you next time I will have one for you and one for me. If you let me enjoy your company a second time, that is." He said once we both calmed down. I smiled and held silent for a few seconds before I nodded slowly. "I would really like that, Caleb."
He sighed and I saw that sad smile back on him again; something inside me told me he was about to say something I might not like.
"I have some business to attend to unfortunately, and I can't leave them for tomorrow. The people I need to meet with are flying to another country in a few hours. Your car is on my garage, you can leave anytime you want... or stay as long as you wish. I will be back tonight. Maybe dinner together?" He finished with a little hope. I smiled but shook my head, focusing my eyes on my entwined fingers at my lap. "I really appreciate it Caleb, but I should go. I have things to get ready for work tomorrow. You had been the best distraction I could have this weekend, though."
This was my sign, I needed to go before I regretted it, as a huge part of me wanted to stay. He nodded at me and sighed, sliding a hand thru his hair as if he was thinking. "Perhaps dinner tomorrow then? or going out during the weekdays is not allowed?" He said with new found hope in his eyes. I really wanted to, but mondays were the worst, meetings and consultations on the department were a must. "Please believe me I want to. But my mondays, every single one of them, are filled with too much work to do and late hours with meetings."
"I understand. I hope you do not take offence by my invitations, I would hate to seem like I am pushing you." He said with half a smile.
"Don't be sorry, I... I want to get to know you more. Maybe lunch on tuesday?" My hope high. He sighed again and I felt his sadness creep into me. "I must travel tuesday, so I guess for now, this will be all I can enjoy of your presence."