Chapter 73

The main bedroom is a huge space, which consists of the huge comfortable bed Adrian uses for sleeping. The dressing room, which is actually a whole room on its own, is just filled with rows and rows of clothes, which were formerly just male, but since my arrival a few female clothes had found their way into it.

A toilet and a bathroom were situated in one of the doors at the side, and the last door, which would lead to the living room is the one I am standing in front of right now.

It seems whenever I am doing something uncharted like this, my mind cannot help but run wild on its own. A hundred possible scenarios unfold in my head at just what exactly I might find in this place.

What if there is a reason Adrian has never showed me his living room beforehand?, what if I go in there and I see dead human bodies with skulls all over the ground, and weird markings painted into the walls?.

My thoughts go on and on like that, and I can feel panic and nervousness overcome me, until a voice brings me back to my surroundings.

The same voice that had made me snap out of staring at it's owner owners face not long ago. I didn't even notice when Adrian stood up from the bed, or when he began calling my name, or when he moved so close to stand near me.

I can almost feel his skin on mine, and the heat that's radiating from him is so warm and comfortable, that I almost instinctively lean in just to get closer to him. Almost.

The moment I realise he's so close to me, looking at me with concern in his eyes and calling my name, i instinctively jump in trepidation, I actually jump.

My jump almost makes me go crashing headfirst into the huge oak door that is right in front of me. The oak door that would have hurt so much had I actually bumped my head on it. Just a few inches away from it, I feel a hand around my waist pulling me back swiftly, as I come to stand just a few feet away from it.

"Aderyn, is anything wrong with you" he asks. His hands are on my shoulders as he looks into my eyes, and for a moment I cannot breathe.

My heart is pounding in my ears and my breath is coming in still slow gasps. What is happening to me?, I think as I breathe deeply in and out. I try to clear my muddled up brain and look at the face of my Savior.

"I'm sorry" I say a little bit apologetically.

"I don't know why I keep on getting lost in my thoughts these days", the understanding in his eyes is surprising and I see myself smile.

"What's behind this door?" I ask him a little bit conspiratorially, and he releases that same deep chuckle from before.

The one that sounds like he's amused at something I had said, and wants me to keep on talking. I realise now that we are still a little bit too close for comfort and his shirt is still the light comfortable fabriced one that outlines almost each and every part of his body.

Well it's not necessarily that tight. I realise also that I am still in my nightgown, the same thin nightgown that does nothing to hide all of the things I would have rather kept hidden from a guy.

I surely take a step backward, and I can see that Adrian doesn't even notice it. He doesn't notice that what he's wearing makes a million thoughts enter my head. He doesn't notice that what I myself am wearing would have seemed a little bit inappropriate.

I love him for the way he seems not to notice the things that make me nervous. It makes me grin idiotically.