Chapter 59

Brielle's POV

I was staring at myself in the mirror in a daze when I was pulled out of my reverie by a very familiar hooter. My heart started beating with excitement. I did a once over in the mirror to make sure that nothing was out of place. Not that he would mind, but I always want to look my best.

" Brielle! Blake is here! Come down soon," my grandmother hollered.

" Yes! In a minute," I returned. I did a touch up on my lips and scrambled to find my purse before dashing down the stairs. In my rush, I didn't even see Blake standing near the bottom of the stairs with his back towards me. I smiled and when he sensed me, he turned to meet me.

I had no words. All I could was stare at him with a stupid grin on my face. He returned it with a smile of his own. Oh, how I missed him. My feet carried me down the stairs with a mind of their own and I found myself leaping into his arms.

" Woah! My god!" he caught as I buried my face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around me. I don't know why, but my mouth was not working. I just wanted to feel him, smell him and touch him. I felt him gently caress my hair.

" I missed you too," he whispered, tightening his grip on me as did I. We said nothing for a whole minute and stood there in each other's embrace. That's what we do to convey how much we missed each other without any words being exchanged.

Soon we pulled away from each other and he cupped my face in his palms. He pulled my face and gave me a kiss on the forehead. It still surprises me how much my heart beats each time I see him. This feeling is so overwhelming, but I don't ever want to let go of it. I feel weak like my knees could give out at any moment. Only he can make me feel this way and no other. I found myself wondering if it could be the same for him.

My breathing is rapidly irregular as I look up at him.

" Why are you so quiet? I want to hear your voice."

His sultry voice made my stomach do somersaults.

" H-Hi," I stuttered.

He chuckled at my awkwardness, making me blush.

" You are so cute."

Lord help me. Something is happening, and I just want to jump on him and kiss the life out of him. It took a lot of restraint to not act upon my impulsive thoughts.

I cleared my throat and took a step back before I did something outrageous and embarrassing in the house with my grandma a few feet away from us. It would be mortifying for my grandmother to catch us sucking the life out of each other. I don't even want to imagine it. I shook the thought of my head.

" I, uh.. we better get going." I took his hand, feeling his warmth immediately transferred to me.

" Grandma, we are off! I'll see you."

" Alright dear. Have fun but be safe!"

I hear Blake snicker as I pull him out of the house quickly. I continued thoughtlessly pulling him towards the car, but he stopped midway.

" Wait a sec. There is no need to hurry. Let me get a good look at you."

I smiled. Not that we were out of the house, it was better.

I put my arms around his waist.

" I want to look at you too. I just didn't want us to get lovey-dovey in the house. Grandmother would have caught us in an awkward position."

What am I saying? What awkward position? It makes it sound like we would have actually ended up making out at the bottom of the stairs.

" Oh, no, we wouldn't want grandmother to get shocked. Nice call," he says with a naughty smirk on his face.

He pushed stray strands of hers that were in my face behind my ear. With his palm on my cheek, he leaned in closer to me. I instively closed my eyes waiting for his lips to meet mine. I felt his lips gently press on my cheek. Dang, that was embarrassing. I'm sure my must be so red.

" Let's save the desert for later," he says with a wink.

" Shall we," he offers his hand. I regain my composure and take his head as he leads us to the car. Like the gentleman he is, he opened the door for me. I went in, and he closed it and came over to his side. With all that, I forgot to ask where we would be going for dinner. I know I was the one who suggested dinner, but I left all the planning to him.

I wanted to ask but at the same time I wanted to be surprised.

We drove away from the house. The car ride was silent. I was itching to talk, but I didn't know what to talk about. I swear I had a lot to talk about before he came, but it just seemed to disappear when I saw him.

" Do you have something to say? You are burning a hole in the side of my face," he says, teasing me.

" H-How have you been?" I asked after gathering myself.

I was referring to everything in general. I know that he has been putting up a strong front for his family and I. He was distracting himself from confronting and thinking about his pain. I understand, but at some point, he will have to face it.

" I am alright. Just exhausted from all my duties. I hate how much time it takes away and distances me from you."

You and me both. But I don't voice it because I don't want him to do something or worry him more.

I touched his hand to tell him that I understood. As for his feelings and pain, I guess today is not the time to talk about that.

" What about you? How have you been?"

What do I say? I wanted to act like a typical girlfriend and moan about missing him a lot, but I refrained.

" Well, time goes by slowly without you by my side. It's a bummer, but it is what keeps me going. Getting to see you and spending this time given keeps me going. I don't have a lot of complaints."

" You have a point. The wait is worth the while," he says.

It is indeed, I thought.