Chapter 3- Caught Staring

Aiden Wolf

I have never seen a man more beautiful than the one standing in front of me. He is the perfect definition of tall, dark and handsome. Under the warm hospital lights, his beige skin seems to be glowing. His eyes are the colour of the darkest of nights. His jaw is sharp with a slight beard that makes him look ruggedly handsome. And his attire, oh my God. The crispiest of black suits with a white shirt underneath, buttons untucked till almost halfway, offering a glimpse of what looks like to be a swallow tattoo. And the cherry on top is his rings and the tattoos on his hands. Risking one more glance at his face, I see something that short circuits my entire brain. A very sexy cut on the arch of his left brow.

Just wow.

Someone coughing seems to break my intense stare and I find him looking at me with a smug face. He must have seen me gawking at him. I feel my cheeks heat up. The sheer embarrassment of getting caught staring forces my gaze down and on my clothes, which reminds me of my appearance and the fact that I am wearing a fluffy hair tie in my hair. I quickly yank it away from my hair which as a result embarrassed me further because the next thing I know my hair is completely sprawled out all over my face, making me look ridiculous.

This couldn't get any worse.

I was wrong.

Edmon Zenith

I hug Belle tightly to my chest and kiss her everywhere I could after having the scare of losing her. I try to tuck away a stray curl from her face out of habit only to find there is no curl left to be tucked away. I furrow my brows in confusion and that's when I take in her new hairstyle. It is some kind of braid with fake flowers here and there. Her hair is naturally quite dark and long and the contrasting colourful flowers make her even more beautiful and angelic. What takes me by surprise the most has to be the fact that she doesn't seem affected by it in the least. She is quite enjoying it, on the other hand, playing with the tail end of her braid.

When Kiara nudges me slightly to ask me to hold Belle herself that is when I notice the man standing before me. He is the one who brought Belle back to us and I am fucking grateful he did. I am about to thank him but I see him very blatantly checking me out. He looks kind of zoned out on my fingers, tattoos to be precise. So I decide to do the same, cause why not. He seems to be a doctor if the white coat he is wearing is anything to go by. His overall look is, dare I say, nice. I notice that he is wearing the same type of hair tie as Belle, making me wonder if he is the one who did Belle's hair. I should probably thank him for that.

I cough lightly when he didn't stop gawking at me even after a few minutes. He honestly looked like he was a minute away from drooling.

That wouldn't be so bad now that I think about it.

Shut the hell up! You horny bastard.

He comes out of the trance he was in and quickly ducks his head to hide his blush but I see it and it's adorable.

What the hell?

I don't find people adorable. I don't find anyone adorable besides my nieces.

He must have remembered that he is wearing a children's hair tie so he quickly pulls it away making his hair fall on his face. He looks so flustered and cute and my heart skips a beat when he-

Wait a damn minute. Since when did my heart skip a beat? Isn't it unhealthy or something?

He quickly fixes his hair which I am grateful for because my body was finding his embarrassment very amusing and was reacting way too different for my liking.

"Thank you so much for finding this little munchkin and bringing her back," I say, tickling Belle's tummy in the process making her giggle in Kiara's arms.

"P-please no need to t-thank me." He stutters and then coughs a little to hide it but it's cute.

Again!

"I didn't even find her. I just saw her before, standing near the nursery with who I am assuming to be Kiki," he said, looking at Kiara who just nodded "and when she walked into my office all alone I just figured she was lost." He explained gently. Now that he is not stuttering I notice how nice his voice is and calming. His voice is so soft and velvety and-

Woah! Hold there, tiger. You did not just describe his voice as velvety and calming. Why would you even do that?

"But still I am grateful for what you did." He needs to know that what he did was far more significant for me than it is for him. "And also for what you did to her hair."

"Yeah, I was kind of hoping you wouldn't mind that. You know, in the long run, it would have had a serious impact on her eyes if she kept struggling with her hair."

"I am glad you did it. This one never keeps her hair tied up. Thanks again uhm-"

"Aiden, Dr Aiden Wolf. Nice to meet you." He says, holding a hand out for me to shake.

Aiden. Suits him.

"You too, Aiden. Edmon Zenith here." His name rolls off my tongue perfectly. I reign in my thoughts and extend my own for a handshake. He takes it with flustered cheeks and I find a tingly feeling coursing through my body when our hands connect. I kick that feeling away as quickly as it came.

An uncomfortable silence settles between us and I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out and I have to say, this has never happened to me before. He must be feeling the same I figure because he says, "I should go now. I have an appointment in a few minutes." A disappointed look plasters on his face almost as if he doesn't want to leave.

"Of course, and thanks again," I say against my own will.

"It's alright." He says before turning to Belle, now smiling genuinely. "Bye, little Rapunzel."

"Buh-bye."

"And don't forget to see the babies." She squeals in excitement and jumps to hug him tightly, almost having him in a chokehold. He chuckles and hugs her back just as tightly. I stand there and watch them, not knowing a fond smile is covering the entire real estate of my face.

After saying goodbye we go and see the babies one last time before heading back home. And no matter how much I try during the entire ride home, my thoughts are stuck back on a certain beautiful doctor. Even after taking a shower and going to bed, I still find myself dreaming about him.

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