Chapter 23-Praising Him(1)
We just got back from Tokyo and didn’t even have time to settle in and meet up with friends again. Evan never even left my apartment to drop his suitcase off to his, he stayed with me while we arranged a trip to my parents’ house. I didn’t want to pay them a visit that fast, but Evan assured me that it was time. I had been putting it off for too long, which was true. But things changed since the last time I spoke to them. Last time I assured my father Evan was just a friend and now he was coming along with me, as my boyfriend. I dreaded meeting them, but as I glanced aside at my calm looking boyfriend I could tell he didn’t mind this trip at all. He looked excited about it. It hurt seeing him like that. He was going to get disappointed. Reaching for his hand I gently held it and leaned in, pressing a kiss to his jaw.
“Whatever happens, just know that I love you no matter what. I don’t care about anyone’s opinion about us.”
Evan wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to his side, never slowing down his pace. We were walking to our gate, needing to check in. He kissed my head and then pulled away, ready to check in. He helped me check in as well and then rushed with me onto the plane.
“I don’t care about what people think of us being together either.” He told me, “But we owe it to your parents to at least tell them in person and if they disagree, that’s fine. At least we showed them the respect they deserve.”
“How can you be so perfect but flawed at the same time?”
Evan raised a sharp dark eyebrow at me, “You think I’m flawed?” He asked amused.
We found our seats in first class which wasn’t that hard since everyone seemed eager to help. Evan let me sit down first and then followed. I leaned back in the comfy chair and pulled my scarf away, using it as a blanket and I got as comfortable as possible. Maybe I could squeeze in a nap. I needed to be wide awake when we met up with my parents.
“You are.” I told him without hesitation, “But so am I. We’re humans, we’re anything but perfect. I’m sure you can name tons of things about me which annoys you. My weaknesses and things I need to work on. And I can name one thing about you which absolutely annoys me, but I also understand why you’re behaving like that.”
He sighed, knowing exactly what I was talking about, “Priscilla.”
“I’m just saying that I get why you’re behaving the way you are, but I also don’t get it. Just tell her you miss her and you want to see her more often. Why can’t you even tell her? What are you afraid of?” I asked him, speaking quietly because I knew it was a sensitive subject, “I really want to know. But if it has a deeper meaning going way back into your childhood, I also know that you’re not ready to talk.” I leaned closer to him, leaning my elbow against the armrest and leaning my chin against my palm while looking into his eyes, “Would you be upset if I contacted her? Asking her to come over when she can so I can introduce myself to her, personally?”
“I told you she’ll be coming over sooner or later for Emily and Nick-”
“I want her to come over for you.” I told him firmly, “I love Emily and Nick, but you’re more important.”
He leaned his head back against his chair and closed his eyes, a very long, tired sigh leaving his lips, “Fine, you can contact her. Just don’t tell her to do anything. Just let her know you want to meet with her, that’s it. If she comes over, she comes over. If not then we’ll wait for her.”
That was at least something. I thought he’d get upset with me being so forward, I guess I was wrong. Evan understood why I wasn’t letting go of the subject. He knew I only pressed him because I wanted what was best for him. The same he was doing to me right now. Pressing me to see my parents because he knew I needed to have some closure. We would help each other, we’d grow stronger together. Smiling I leaned in once more and pressed a kiss to his pulse, causing him to snap his eyes open and stare at me in shock.
His shock lasted only a second, fading into mischievousness, “You coming onto me, Zo?”
I smirked, “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I just wanted to kiss my boyfriend”
“That’s not an appropriate place to kiss while we’re in public.” He smirked.
I feigned shock, “Is it not? Why? Because it makes you squirm in your seat?”
His smirk widened, “You know it.” He placed his hand on the back of my head and kept me in place as he leaned in, pressing his lips against my temple and then slowly trailing them down, whispering in my ear, “You want to play with me?”
Laughing I pushed against his shoulder, effectively making him let go of me, “Unfortunately for you I’m not that adventurous as your previous girls.”
His eyes gleamed playfully, “Don’t you want to try it?” He asked, running his fingers through my locks, “It’s adventurous, true. Exciting, also very true.” He leaned closer and brushed his lips against my ear, “But it should really help with the tension. I think we both need it.”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.
So very true.
“I do want to take a nap.”
It was Evan’s turn to laugh, his body was shaking with laughter. He pulled away from me and grinned, “I’m flattered you’d use my body.”
I mirrored his grin, “So no bathroom sex for us then?”
His eyes got serious again, “Oh baby, I’m up for it. I was just messing around, knowing you’re not up for it.”
Getting out of my seat I walked past Evan, “Come, find me.” I told him quietly.
It was something I would have never done, but it sounded fun, exciting and a little bit dangerous. Entering the bathroom, I locked it and faced myself in the mirror. My eyes looked wide, my cheeks pink because of what I was about to do. Running my fingers through my hair I tried to fix it, it would probably get messed up again, but I wanted to look attractive enough for Evan. I held my breath when I heard a knock. Taking a deep breath I faced the door and opened it, meeting Evan’s intense gaze. He stepped inside, closed and locked the door behind him and then wrapped me up in his arms, covering my mouth with his. This was the first time I did something as crazy as this and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t getting excited by it.