Dirty Ideas

People say when you find an ear to listen to your stores and moreover if he or she is a stranger and holds no special relationship with you, you just automatically forget about time and pour out your whole heart to them. Theodore listened to all those rantings she did or maybe just pretended to listen but after realizing how late it was, Anna finally was embarrassed.

How can someone be so careless about time? But sharing all those shameful past stories of her with him, she did feel a little light. All he did was silently listen to her and gently press her hand with his. Now thinking about it clearly, he was holding her hand for the whole time.

Damn… so embarrassing!

Anna blushed hard thinking about it though she was the one who didn't even realize they were holding hands until the clock interrupted them.

Anna suddenly pulling her hand out of his hands by hearing the clock sound made Theodore a little annoyed for no reason. He somewhat liked the warmth of her hands. He was feeling the urge to hold them for some more time.

"It's getting late. I am sorry for wasting so much of your time. Just get some sleep. I will stop by tomorrow again, see you."

Anna was preparing to stand up and grab her jacket that she has brought from home. But in an instant, Theo pulled her and held her hand again tightly.

"You don't need to go. It's late. Just stay here."

Ehh? This wasn't the plan. Was it?

"Hey, you are breaking the rules. You said…."

"This wasn't any game to be exact, so do as I say. I am not gonna eat you up overnight." He cut her off instantly.

Eat her? What did he mean by that? Suddenly some dirty ideas started to flash through her mind. She shook her head vigorously.

*What are you even thinking about Anna? Are you a pervert or something?*

Theodore crept a smile seeing her cute reaction. What is even going on inside her little head again?

Suddenly he felt an urge to tease her. For some reason, he always likes to see her flustered face when he teases her.

"If you don't say yes, I am gonna try all those dirty things out which are hovering in your brain right now."

Anna's face became pale as those words from him entered her ears.

"No! I am totally okay with it. Yawnn~! Actually, I am feeling very sleepy right now, you know? Imma just sleep in Kiera's room. Good nighty then."

Anna ran away from the living room faking a sleepy face. If she stays there a single second more, who knows what this dangerously handsome guy will do to her. After all, she is very weak to beautiful faces.

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Anna changed into one of Kiera's pajamas as she was feeling uncomfortable on her shirt and jeans. She slowly placed her tired body inside the comfy mattress. She was quite tired as the whole day was quite hectic for her.

She didn't do any outdoor plans for a long time. Kiera always nagged her for being a home con but she never cared about those naggings. There was nothing fun to do outside her apartment anyway. She didn't have any relatives living here that she could visit. She didn't even have a friend to hang out with except Kiera. And Kiera, who is always so busy that it becomes hard to even have some rest for her. Then what could she possibly do by making outdoor plans when there is no one to hang out with her?

After Anna decided to publish her book, she thought her schedule would be busier than before. But that wasn't the fact. All the work was done by Kiera, all she has to do is now see the responses of the book and start to write a new novel. Come to think about it, what would she write next? There was nothing in her mind, for now, maybe she could give it some more time.

How about a romantic novel? She did write some romantic short stories in her school days, but now it was kinda impossible. At that time, she didn't date anyone but beloved in people's love. Back then, love was something she can't get involved with but liked to see people getting involved with it. But nowadays, all she gets to witness is hatred after withered love, betrayal after trust. So, she somehow came to hate the whole subject called love.

How can she write about something without liking it herself let alone having the inspiration to write about it?

Then again, to think she was super anxious today about her book launch, she felt a bit funny about that now. Here she is, thinking about what she would write next. But a while ago, she was more panicked and puzzled than anyone in the world.

This feels really good, lashing out a heavy load of thoughts all of a sudden. She felt quite light. She could tell these to Kiera also, but why didn't she do that? Compared to Kiera, somehow, she felt more secure to tell these to Theodore. Not just because he was a stranger, but also because he was very patient and calm the whole time without asking a single question and waited so that she could finish on her own.

This guy wasn't that bad like she thought.

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It was already past 2 p.m. The night grew darker as the soft cold breezes were blowing. A girl was sleeping on the bed, curled up like a yarn ball because she was feeling cold.

As Theodore slowly walked towards the sleeping girl, he frowned at what caught his eyes. She is feeling this cold but still keeps the window wide open?

Theodore silently closed the window and bought a blanket which he found inside Kiera's closet. As soon as he placed a blanket over her, she snuggled into it. Theodore sat on the cold floor beside the bed and took some strides of her hair to play with them. He somewhat started to like this childish game. If she was awake now, she would never let him touch her hair unless she was unconscious about it.

Her sleeping face, it looked so peaceful and relaxed as if it was trying so hard to prove that the sad things she shared earlier with him were all lies. But every single thing was the truth that she told him today; he knew that better than anyone.

Why did she have to go through so many things alone? Why couldn't anyone be by her side? Why wasn't he there for her those times? Why did he come so late?

"Did I miss too many of you? Can't I make it up to you?"

His deep melancholic voice that she liked didn't sound charismatic anymore. Rather, it was filled with deep sorrow and longing. If she had heard those words, she would have broken into tears. It was very possible for her, as she was a soft person. No matter how strong she acts, she is just a soft and pure person in her heart. And today, she just let him see only one part of her.

Suddenly he felt the urge to know all the things about her. He wants to be a part of her life, wants to carry her sorrows, wants to throw away all her sufferings, wants to hold her, wants to present her all the happiness that exists in this world. He doesn't know why he feels this way whenever he sees her. There were a lot of girls who crossed paths with him, but she was the only one for whom he felt this way. Since his eyes caught her, it was just like that and the desire was so unbearable that it sometimes makes him desperate to tie her close to him for good.

All these intense and desperate feelings were kept hidden to the sleeping girl as always. He is going to keep these hidden for some more time as he doesn't want to trouble her with some additional things right now.

Theodore was going to get up from the floor quietly but was interrupted by that sleeping girl. She suddenly grabbed his hand in her deep slumber and pressed it to her chest as if it was some kind of valuable trophy. Theodore tried to pull his hand out from her gasp slowly but failed. Why did her grip become so strong even when she is in deep sleep? Giving up, he just sat on the same spot he was occupying on the floor a while ago and leaned against the bed.

Looks like he will be spending the whole night like this.