Chapter IV - My Ex-Fiancee...

I see James, he is leaning by the door frame.

"James?..." I say under my breath.

He lets out a gentle chuckle as a smile evolves on his lips.

I am amazed that he is here, I can't believe that he is here...

The man whom I professed my love only hours ago and who confessed his love back to me is here.

"Can I come in?" he questions, the smile on his lips not leaving his face.

I blink myself out of my trance.

At first, I nod. "Of course..." I say before sliding aside, I give him more space to enter my house.

As he walks in, I move around behind him to close the door. But before I do, I can't help but notice the blizzardous conditions outside.

"What did I say?" he begins. "We will meet again, sooner than both you and I thought..." he adds.

His voice causes me to turn around and face him. His smile once again awaits me.

Milliseconds pass before I notice all the snow on his hair, coat, on his bottoms and his shoes.

"So, you walked through all of that snow just to get to me?" I ask him, I can't help but feel a funny feeling in my chest. My heart flutters.

"Well... I would go through everything and anything to get to you. Nothing, not even the snow or this blizzard can stop me from getting to you..." he says, closing up to me. His words cause the blush on my cheeks to deepen by a shade or two. Then his hands cup my face by my cheeks.

"I have missed you, beautiful..." he says, breaking the couple seconds of silence we both shared whilst gazing at each other.

"I missed you too, my handsome..." I reply. Before anything else could be said, he lays his lips onto mine and kisses me, I gladly kiss him back. Seconds pass before out lips separate.

I open my eyes and stumble upon all the passion stored in them, needless to say, the sight causes me to bit my lower lip.

I see his eyes lower down to my lips as he raises an eyebrow.

"Please don't bite your lip in my presence..." he growls at me before gently caressing and pulling the lip out of my grip. "... it's a big turn on for me.". "So, unless you want me to take you on, don't bite your lip in front of me..." he adds in a harsh whisper.

I am pleasantly surprised by his boldness and choice of his words, but they still leave a big effect on me. I divert my eyes down his body just to see big wet patched all over his outfit.

"You are all wet. You are gonna get sick..." I say, while at the same time thinking over if I might, by any chance, have any spare clothes that are for men.

I frown when I remember the clothes I found from my ex in my closet. I never got the time to give them back to him, nor do I have the intention of doing so, at least I don't want it to be me who is in front of his door with his clothes and make him think as if I miss him or something.

If he didn't come for them by now, I doubt he ever will.

Now, my hope is that they will suit him and that James won't mind wearing them...

"Okay, follow me. I will get you some clothes..." I say and begin my way towards my room. "By the way, Andrea this is James and James this is one of my best friends, Andrea," I add as I walk through the living room and briefly turn towards Andrea before looking at James.

He nods at her. "Nice to meet ya," he says before looking back up at me and then back down at her.

"Likewise..." Andrea replied before diverting her eyes onto me, smirking.

"Okay, follow me..." I say, backing into my bedroom. I catch a glimpse of Andrea and her grin. I raise a brow at her and she replied with a wink. I roll my eyes at her before returning to the task at hand.

"Feel free to sit down, as long as your backside is not damp from the snow..." I say, closing the door behind us both before I make my way toward my wardrobe.

"May I put my coat and stuff on the radiator?".

"Yeah, of course..." I say, glancing back just to see him still on his feet, unbuttoning his coat. Before I could see anything else, I look back towards the wardrobe, trying to navigate the clothes.

Within seconds I manage to find both the top and jeans.

Pulling them out, I give both pieces of clothing a look. I don't realise, but my grip upon them tightens. The clothes bring back so many memories...

"Ana?" James' voice ejects me out of my thoughts. I don't know for how long I was dug in the depths of my thoughts.

I turn around and face him just for me to divert my eyes elsewhere seconds later. He's half-naked. I saw him in his underwear, but I didn't allow myself to look at his body any longer. But in such a short time, my head managed to save an image of his body that I can't get rid of. He does have a nicely built body, not overly muscular.

What am I thinking!?

"Is everything okay?..." I notice him chuckling though his words which is, I guess, from my reaction.

"Yeah, everything is just fine..." I reply, trying not to turn around.

"You know, it's not very nice not to look at a person when they are speaking to you..." he replied, I notice the pure amusement in his voice.

"Yes, I am very well aware of that," I begin. "Its also not very nice to look at a half-naked person. Also, not to mention, your - whatever you call it - is very visible, in your underwear...".

He laughs at my words. It's also his laughs that cause the colour of the blush spread across my cheeks to deepen even further.

"So you are saying that I have a big penis, eh?" he says, amusement still noticeable in his voice.

I immediately cringe.

"How can you say that word so freely, without hesitation??" I ask him.

"What? Penis?" he asks again, this time, I notice even more amusement in his voice.

"Yes... that word..." I say. "And no, I didn't say anything about its size..." I add.

He chuckles at me, I feel him take the clothes from my hands.

"Surprising to see that a woman has guy's clothes..." he chuckles at me, changing the topic.

Then silence followed.

"Are they from... an ex?" he asks. I can hear a change in his voice when he says 'ex'.

I awkwardly chuckle at him. "Wow, what a way to move onto my ex..." I say. My chuckles quieten down before I take a deep breath. "Yes...".

Silence...

"Don't worry, I washed them NUMEROUS times after he left them here..." I say, in hope to make the situation somewhat better. I can't help but feel that it's doing otherwise, it's because of that thought that I feel a lump grow in my throat.

I stop and take in a deep breath.

"Also, I bought him those clothes, he wore them like... once or twice..." I add. "I'd love to give you my clothes, but they will all be small for you, that is, judging by the sheer size of you. Also, my clothes are for women, so that is pretty self-explanatory...".

He lets out a gentle chuckle before silence takes over...

"So... was he an ex-boyfriend?" his voice breaks the silence.

I don't realise, but I turn around towards him. He is sat on my bed, the clothes he got off of me are on his lap.

I notice the way he raises a brow at me.

His eyes are looking straight into mine.

I shake my head. "No..." I begin.

My eyes go down to the ground. How will he react?

"He was my ex-fiancee..." I reply. I don't notice, but my voice quietened down quite drastically.