Daring

Noah's pov

Outside the location of his last order, two guards stopped him from getting in. He showed me his work card and the package.

The guards were reluctant to let him in but did it anyway.

He rode from the gate to the elegantly lit entrance to the mansion. His eyes were wide open, his mouth gaping in delight, and a little nervous as he walked to the waiting area.

He rang the bell before letting himself in the sitting area. He stared at the fruit trees outside the mansion through the transparent walls of the waiting area.

He was running out of patience.

This being his last order for the night, he wanted to get home to take a shower and relax his tired body.

Curiously, he decided to scan the house through the open glass door for anyone to respond.

When B opened her eyes over the song she stared directly into Noah's eyes as he recognized her in shock.

Surprise didn't meet her eyes as he did. She just stood there looking at him while he tried to figure out if he was dreaming or if it was B he was staring at.

I have been hallucinating before, is this real? Am I staring at B or just another of her illusions? But, she seems so real.

It's her! It's her.

She pulled earbuds off her ears calmly walking towards the door. There and then I was numb to all the sad days and long nights I have been having because of what she said to me.

I was willing to take that aside and give her another, or rather let her give me another chance.

She's right here, I can smell her scent again, it's divine. The eyes, I've missed creepily staring at those eyes. They're somewhat tired but still with the glow, I missed you.

"Hey", instead I said the most obvious.

She isn't thrilled to see me, what have I done to myself? This whole thing was a bad idea.

"Hello, you."

She greeted me back, how I miss her voice. I miss B, everything about her.

Me? She might miss me after all.

"Yeah, me."

I was already sweating, why didn't I dress up for the occasion? Maybe I should say, " I didn't expect to see you here, not that it's bad but, I'm just… "

She stopped me," Come in."

I wanted to say no to the invite, to give an excuse that I was tired and ready for bed. But how could I? This is what my body wanted, to be close to her once more, it let itself in without caring what my mind thought.

" Thanks."

I should stop that, she hesitated from noting how often I say it.

Instead, she said," You work."

" Country boy in the big City, nothing much to do with my time here. "

" Uh-huh", she replied, leading the way through the endless sitting area to the dining table.

She hid her face from me, I couldn't tell what she was thinking looking at her back and the curly hair she proudly swung. I had only seen it that curly once, in her place the day she scared me away.

Instinctively, I traced my eyes from her perfect shoulders to the long hands dancing in the air. I had tried to not stare at her, but suddenly my eyes forced themselves down her slender back.

"Beautiful..the house", I almost made a fool of myself. Of course, the house is luxurious and unearthly, but I didn't recognize that at the time.

Was talking about her, she's beautiful. With guilt, I flashed my eyes down her back before looking away unwillingly.

She didn't reply. Gestured for me to place the order on the surface as she grabbed some plates from the kitchen.

"Your last?", B asked out of nowhere.

I nodded.

Four weeks, that's how long it had been since I last saw her. I have been missing her and all she cares about is if I am taking my last order or not.

Was my turn to ask something, " Is anybody else home?"

"Afraid?"

She made me smile, I have missed that side of me very much.

"Should I be?", I clapped back. True, I have all the reasons to be. First, I'm inside the house I should have made a delivery to and be off the property minutes ago.

It's not my status and I'm around B. That's enough reason to run away from there.

I saw a ghost of a smile on her face before the cold waves washed it away.

"You tell me."

B has a way with words, like double-edged swords. I don't have anything to tell, I do.

Her order was basic; chicken tenders, a pizza, and pasta. Food for a whole family.

She hid her face on multiple occasions, I'm fading fast from her memories. Maybe she's fed up with me, or perhaps she's hiding something from me. In any case, I'm the one to lose.

I followed her to the sinks.

B's hands were red, which she hid very well. Noticing me staring, B grabbed a hand towel from the hanger and then walked back to the chairs.

I was left wondering what must have happened to her.

She hardly made small talk, I know how good she is at figuring out whatever she Wants to know by herself. But, I rely upon actual words.

B is a slow eater. Taking in small portions and chewing skillfully as I went all in mouthfuls all the time. She didn't comment but still hid her face from me from time while retaining her calmness.

I used two napkins to dry my hands and mouth before returning to the table. I felt her eyes on my back, it wasn't as comfortable, she must have felt the same all those times I had been staring at her.

I was worried about what angles would work better for me, how bad my jeans must be, and the light shirt I had worn.

"Check the fridge for dessert and drinks", she said when I turned around adding, "Red Bull for me."

I am a Red Bull fan in WRC, but I never once tasted a Red Bull, I settled for the same as I waited for her to finish up. Now I see why she likes it.

"Am I eligible for a house tour?"

She shook her head as she drank from the bottle. B gestured for me to follow as she climbed the stairs to the third floor.

" You might, not today."

Was B thinking of giving me a tour of her house this whole time? There's a future, not today.

She gave me a scrutinizing gaze before opening the door to her room. I was nervous to see where she spends the nights, she held the doorknob nervously.

Inside her room, it was more of an apartment than a room. Spacious and luxurious.

To the right, there was an adjustable white couch with a pile of throw pillows close to the window.

A screen hung on the wall adjacent to the couch and a fluffy black and white rug matched the couch and drapes.

B let me take in all the wows I could before she pointed at the open space connecting the bed and sitting area in her room.

Saw her huge bed all made and white. The Duvet cover of the same color was half folded from the middle of the bed downwards.

Lost in the room, she stood behind me quietly for a while. I hardly knew she was there, except for the warm feeling I felt coming from behind.

Her scent didn't do much, the whole room smelt of her.

My heart almost flew when I saw her figure vaguely behind me. B held her ground, not moving an inch after seeing my shock.

Her eyes closed to me felt warm and welcoming, but somewhat threatening. I couldn't read her face for any emotions, almost like she was cold and glad to be with me.

I looked back at the bed before running my confused eyes all around her room. Meanwhile, B didn't make an effort to get away from me to get breathing space.

I was getting weirdly hot and uncomfortable, she didn't care. Almost like she was happy tormenting me.

I felt her come closer to me.

Confused, I turned my head to face her as her hand reached out to grab my shoulder. The feeling of her warm hand on my shoulder made my whole body shiver and my legs weak.

Letting go, she whispered close to my ear, "wanna see more?"

My body shook once again from her breath hitting the back of my neck.

What did she think I wanted to do?

"What?"

I had to ask.

B walked past me swiftly to the bedroom and then gestured for me to follow, I did exactly that. She sat on the bed and then pointed to the shows and a hidden walk-in closet on the wall adjacent to the bed.

I didn't want to stain her bed with whatever junk food stunk more on me. Instead, I laid my tired, stressed, cornered, and shocked body on the black and white rug.

B opened her mouth ready to say something then let it go.

My body was on floor B lying on the bed with her face above mine. I was afraid to stare, from there her face looked so pretty and her red lips were all ready for kissing.

She pursed her lips forcing bad thoughts on my mind. Seeing my concern, she bit her lower lip unwillingly, making me want to kiss her even more.

I would bet my dollars to find out what was going on inside her beautiful head. If it was as bad as mine or just blank like a paper towel.

Sparkly eyes on me, I was shy. My eyes closed for a brief moment but upon opening them I saw B still on top of me looking down at my face.

"Can I kiss you?"

My mouth ran faster than my brain.