Give 'Us' A Chance

CHAPTER 14

A small smile tugged in his lips, and he turned to my side completely. Seeing this a small smile tugged in my lips too. I turned towards him completely and tucked my hands towards me with my duvet stretched up to my neck.

I looked at him for a moment then whispered again "Why didn't you take the bed?" I had asked him this question so many times before taking over the bed because technically it's his room, mine was given over to someone. 

"I told you I am fine here." He whispered again. 

"But it's your room, you should be the one sleeping here." 

"It's ok" he whispered with a smile. 

"But you are totally uncomfortable."

He paused for a while scanning my face with soft eyes and whispered again,

"And what made you think that the idea of you sleeping in the couch despite having the bed will not make me uncomfortable." 

My breathe hitched again. Yes, again. Because it had been how many times, I don't know that we had this conversation. And every time it will be me to start this conversation because I don't know why but this answer by him always made me feel something of which I clearly don't have any idea. And every time he would say this answer but with more tenderness. 

We just looked at each other for a while not even realizing that we are staring at each other when he slowly parted his lips to say something or should I say to whisper something. I don't know why we are whispering but whatever it is none of us seem to mind. 

"It's almost 3 in the morning, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Why?"

"What why? Look at your eyes."

"My eyes?"

"Mhm" he nodded slightly. 

"What about them?"

"The fact that they are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen, they need some good amount of rest." 

I slightly opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came. Inside me, my heart was going wild for no reason.

No reason??

"I can't sleep"

"Why? Is it because of me?"

Yes

"No" I shake my head, "it's just......nothing. You tell me why you aren't asleep yet?"

He didn't reply immediately but smirked a little and then spoke,

"How can these two eyes be closed when there is such a beauty with me in the same room?" 

Huh?

What should I say? I have nothing to say because I know the sound of my heartbeat must be echoing in this room. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and looked at him. Not for a moment his eyes averted. "Tell me. The address."

"What?"

"About the institute." His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

"Which institute?" Now it was my time to smirk. 

"The institute where they teach 'how to flirt?'" His eyebrows raised in amusement and then he laughed. His manly voice echoing in the room which for sure dimmed the voice of my heartbeat. When was the last time I said something so cheesy? Goodness!!

His smile vanished and he looked a little nervous now, he looked at me with nervousness and gulped. He exhaled heavily and asked,

"Do you......uhm..uh......do you get panic attacks?" Stopped. He stopped breathing hoping he didn't hit a nerve, but it was too late. My smile vanished; warmth left from my eyes. I gripped the blanket tightly and didn't whisper anymore. 

"My personal life shouldn't be you concern, Mr. Thomas." It was the same cold voice that I use for the outsiders, hearing this he flinched a little but was quick to hide. I was about to turn when he spoke again, almost as if pleading,

"I am sorry, I didn't mean to prey. It...it just"

But my back was to him and before he could say anything I interrupt him "Sleep, we have business tomorrow. We will be leaving by 8 am". I swear I heard him say fuck.

Not my concern, I don't like when someone tries to enter in my personal life. I can't bear with it at all. Although, I know if I were in his position I would have been concerned too but I can't help it. This topic is too sensitive to talk with anyone not even my grandparents or my brother. And he is just a personal assistant. He doesn't even know me except my name. I sighed it's too fucking exhausting.

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It was 8:30 am when we reached to the destination where we will finally decide to choose the estate for our firm. Again, those roaming around, looking for other details, making negotiations and all. Finally, we bought an estate of around 1million dollars. And the construction work, here will start in few months. While coming out of the hotel, Mr. Thomas made sure to ask the receptionist about the rooms. And hopefully, I got my room back. 

The whole car ride was filled with awkward silence but the moment we stepped for our business it was quite normal as if nothing happened. And that's a big relief, we made small conversations talking about pros and cons and all. During this whole discussion I felt one thing which is he can be trusted professionally. He knows how to make boundaries, how not to spoil the business attitude despite anything, which is all I need. 

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The whole day passed and all we did was finalized an estate. That agent was such a bastard, he was not ready to negotiate at all. So much discussion, and blah blah that my head was aching again just by thinking of it. I was in my bed lying in the middle of the night. My room was same as him. I turned towards the window side and my eyes snapped directly to the couch. Nothing, it was just an instinct. But my eyes weren't averting from that place at all and when sleep took place, I had no idea. 

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