Because his steps were fast I could hardly catch up with him. So when I got to the entrance he disappeared from my sight.
Fuck! What's with this chasing game huh? Will our encounter be just a chase?
"Erato?" I called him inside.
Where is he? I looked around the kitchen because I heard the rattle there. I walked to that direction and sighed when I saw him getting a pitcher of water in the fridge. He's still damp because of his dip. The tiny water in his hair dripped onto his wide body.
"Erato," I called him again.
He looked dark as he looked at me while drinking from the glass. If he asks me why I followed him I don’t know either. Why did I follow him? Because I think he's angry? Because I wish he was jealous and here I am ready to explain? My eyes are on his chest as he jugs the water.
I approached his seat, only a few inches away.
"T-That ... what you saw ..."
I couldn't continue what I wanted to say. The cold looks he had on me remained.