His Hands

Niana stilled as she felt the man's fingers massage her sore points. They were like magic, working out the soreness and making her feel relaxed even as she seemed to have more tension.

As she felt him press the points on her neck, she let her face fall forward and smiled to herself ironically. The one who was ultimately responsible for all this was now helping to take care of it. Of course he did not know that. When she had agreed to let him be her room mate she had not counted on one thing. That he would be so attractive to her! She had been hyper aware of him over the past few days.

And so it was because of him that Niana found herself in this situation. She was not scared of him but she was wary of him and her attraction to him. And to distract herself she found herself doing what she did best- create with threads. But she did not understand how she ended up having this man as her roommate.

When she had sent back Chelsea's stuff, she had vowed to herself that she would not get another room mate. She did not need the revenue. And she did not like people, she decided. But here she was, already having another room mate.

She knew of course the reason for what it was. She feared being alone. Her past was still alive in her present. It was why she had rented to Chelsea in the first place. It was the old fear...

Fortunately, before she could spiral down the memory lane, Harvey questioned," You have so much stiffness that I could use you as an ironing board, my pretty witch. And since you are so tired, I'll let you have a rain check for going out. Let's watch a movie together, if you are too tired. I can just order the food. But, you need to take a break. "

Niana smiled at this and unable to stop herself answered," Yes, mother Hen."

"Hey! I am Father Cock!"

Niana grinned at this and looked up reading the double meaning in his words as her eyes met his and his fingers paused at the point between her shoulders and neck. A charged silence filled the room as green eyes met brown and crackled the atmosphere. The fingers on her skin softened a bit but Niana felt as if they were branding her...so hot.. as the two continued to stare at each other...

Niana raised her hand to touch his. She suddenly felt the urge to hold his hand and her own hands started to move of it's own accord when suddenly a sound interrupted, breaking the atmosphere.

"MEOW"

Jumping apart as if scalded, the two looked in unison at the British Shorthair cat that had just appeared out of nowhere and seemed to be staring at them accusingly with one eye. As he had been informed, his other eye was covered by a patch.

Harvey recovered first as he looked down at the cat, who ignored him and went to jump into it's owner's lap as if ordering, "Pet me now."

Harvey smiled at this and crossed his arms as he spoke," So this is the elusive cat, Sir Francis? Sir Francis, have you finally returned from your voyage? I am your new room mate. I have been here for five days now and heard much about you."

The cat did not respond and even closed his eyes letting it's owner pet him and ignoring him like a certain someone else. "Like master, like pet." Harvey complained as he sat down on the couch with a thump and pulled out his phone," What do you want to eat?"

"Anything." Niana answered as she closed her eyes and let her fingers stroke through the soft fur. She had needed this. Her nerves had been on end and she could still feel the burning sensation. Feeling the little cat, Niana reminded herself that she could do this. According to her investigation, Harvey Elliott was an upstanding man with no records or any shady allegations. So, according to her rules, he was alright to stay here. Other than the fact that he was a male and she had never lived with a bloke ever and she was sure attracted to him..

And he was really handsome. So handsome. Like today, with that light stubble and that slight fringe falling over his forehead. She did not know what was happening to her that she was becoming obsessed with his looks.

No, of course she knew... A black clad angel sat on her right and scolded," Niana Rivers! Don't lie to yourself. For the first time in your life you are physically attracted to someone! You've read about this. You've seen about this. And now you are experiencing it."

"But you had better keep your new feelings to yourself. You mentioned him having a girlfriend and he did not refute that. You must not become a third party in a relationship. Specially after... just specially with your looks." said the angel in white as she perched on Niana's right shoulder away from the black one who was sitting on her left.

Niana shook her head and kept her eyes closed. Let the good angel and bad angel fight among themselves. She would just do what she wanted. She was already so tongue tied in front of him.

The two harrumphed inside her head and sat silently.

Finally, Sir Francis was done letting his slave pet him so he jumped off from her lap and went to check on the newcomer who was now puttering about in the kitchen.. in the dim lights.