°Truth is: we are not afraid of being in love we are only afraid of not being loved in return...

~Dylan~

I poured myself half a glass of Chivas and walked towards the window. I took a sip as I sighed and looked out the window.

Paige was showering and said that she'd be done in twenty minutes, but who were we kidding?

I dropped the glass, leaned towards the door and hollered, "I'm going to see Alex."
I could hear her voice through the water gushing out, but I couldn't understand a single word, so I just shouted an 'I'll be back' and headed out.

Alex tackled me to the ground as he opened the door strangling my hands. It reminded me of old days, days where we practiced with each other.

I managed to unstrangle myself before holding up his hand and twisting his wrist. I then pinned him to the wall and smirked as I released him.

"Good times," he said as he nodded and smiled.

Indeed they were.
Days when we were excited to accomplish every mission.

We discussed the plan and reviewed Paige's role. The most difficult part was going through the flashdrive which had a special code to open up. Alex was trained along with some FBI specialists for a special mission which was about 32 million dollars. It was one which helped Alex avenge his father and one which helped him find his passion.

Alex and I were both trained by an old friend of Alex's father after his father died. His father was a mafia mob who had extraordinary skills at everything and didn't want anyone to know about his son, because then they would come after him and use Alex against him as his weakness.
Alex's father trusted his partner to take good care of Alex and train him well as well as keep him safe. All this fueled Alex's desire to avenge his father and I helped him. We both got trained under harsh conditions and kept our identities hidden as such thing is life changing and could destruct one's life. I wouldn't want Paige's life to change if she gets caught, I will protect her even if it'll cost my life, but I wouldn't want her to be put in such situation.

"But what if something goes wrong with Paige's plan?" I asked, hoping we could just replace her with someone else, I don't want her to get involved.

"She's got pretty good moves, she'd do it right," Alex assured me.

Honestly I wasn't worried if she'd do it right or wrong. Hell with the plan, I was scared of getting her involved with such thing, getting her into trouble or physical pain.

"Do you like her?" He asked, snapping me from my thoughts.

I looked up at him and furrowed my brows, I knew who he meant.

"Paige, you love her don't you?"

"No."

I'm scared of getting attached and losing her, I'm scared that if I admit my feelings out loud she'd realise I'm not the one she wants, I'm not what she deserves.
I want her to be mine, but I'm scared of getting her and losing her so I'd rather keep it to myself and keep denying my feelings until they vanish.

He nodded unconvinced by my answer, but not pressuring me to speak up.

I got up and got two glasses and filled them with strong scotch, because I needed something to distract off my mind from Paige, while he picked up his phone call.

As much as I try not to think of her I know my mind will always find a way to.

I then receive a text message from that same person I tried not to think of.

▪Let's go have lunch at Maggiano tell Alex. I'll meet you at the lobby in 10.

We got ready and met Paige downstairs at the lobby. We went to Maggiano which was on the other end of the hotel. It seemed Paige was in the mood for Italian so we headed to the restaurant she picked.

"First things first," she said as she smiled and winked at me, "a bottle of Margaux."

Nothing is ever complete with Paige without a bottle of wine.

We ordered some dishes while we chatted and listened as Paige recalled the never-ending stories about her past adventures with enthusiasm. Although, I seemed to enjoy listening to her speak about how excited she was for this one.

After we had lunch, Alex brought out what seemed like lipstick and handed it to Paige as she smiled wide.

"What is this?" I asked curiously.

"This is what I'm going to put in his drink," she answered as she tilted it to see what it was.

"Listen Paige, get out all your inner flattery, sexiness and seduce him as much as you can," Alex said, making me roll my eyes.

"And be careful," I added with all seriousness.

"I know, don't worry. I've got it all under control."

"Do your best. Have sëx with him if you have to," Alex said as he winked at her.

What. The. Actual. Fůck. Images flashed through my mind making me wince because of such weird and disturbing images.

I glared at Alex and then at Paige as she smiled before returning my glare to Alex.

"Are you serious? Did you really say that?" I furrowed my brows at Alex.

"Yes."

"What the fück!?"

"Yeah, for the plan I will," she said as she winked at Alex.

"No way!" I objected.

Were they out of their freaking minds how could they take such thing as if it's something normal.

Paige then burst out laughing as she winked at me and Alex laughed along- they were laughing at me.

I shook my head at the realization, damn them.

"I should get going, I have some important things to do," Alex said a minute later as he got up.

"Yes we'll go too," Paige added.
I called the waiter to get the bill as Alex left.

While we were out of the restaurant, walking around I heard Paige gasp.

"How could I forget?" She randomly said looking at- oh no- SHOPS.

Of course, she has to shop, how could I forget. I'm even surprised she's forgotten about shopping for a while now.

"Seriously?" I raised my brow at her.

"They're calling me," she chirped as she walked towards the shops.

"Come," she turned as she signalled for me to come in.

"We're not here on a holiday," I hollered.

"I'll meet you in the hotel in an hour or two," she said as she waved and entered the store.

"Or three," I muttered as I headed out hearing Paige giggle and walked towards my room.

I went back to the hotel room and called Alex to meet up and discuss further.
After several hours with Alex of constant laughter, jokes and arguments, I looked at my phone to check if Paige had called me or texted me.

Nothing

I called her and texted her several times and received nothing. I got worried. It was about 8 P.M., she ought to have finished shopping.

I headed up to her room and brought out the spare key. I called her again while I opened the door.

"Pai-" I froze, releasing a breath I didn't realize I was holding.

There she was lying on the couch, her eyes closed, breathing slowly like an angel.
Shopping bags surrounded her on the ground with her phone vibrating on the bedside table next to her.

I wanted so badly to lie down next to her, to wrap my arms around her and sleep next to her. I wanted to play with her hair while she slept.
I wanted to hug her tight and wake up next to her in the morning. I wanted to sleep with her, not fuck or have sex at that moment I just wanted to sleep next to her, but I lacked the courage so I opened up the bed sheets and carried her slowly and cautiously trying not to wake her up. I softly kissed her forehead before I walked back into my room and looked through the window at the night sky, wondering what we could be if only love was easy.
I wanted all sorts of things to do with with her, but I didn't want to tell her that I loved her.
I know I don't have the courage to confess my love to her, I mean it's immensely difficult to.

The Next Day: AKA mission night.

I found myself impatiently waiting for her to show up. She is the most exquisite, unique, striking, mind-blowing piece of art and she never seizes to amaze me with her exquisite taste, personality and spontaneity.

Thigh high boots hid her sexy legs showing just a little skin yet enough of her thighs. She wore a velvet black fringe short skirt, she knew exactly what that would do to a guy. The whole outfit was paired with a black net shirt which made me want to take it off and take her right here right now.

She smiled at me and twirled from a distance. She looked so damn sexy.
The most beautiful person I have ever met- inside out. No woman has ever turned me on this way.

I admired her- was inspired by her. Meeting her was a beautiful disaster, she is a girl that redefined everything I thought I knew about. At this very moment, I finally realized that I....
I--I was in love with her.

I stood there as I admired her exquisite beauty, with her playful smile and her gorgeous twinkling eyes and I could feel it, I could feel the love that filled my entire body.

I am in love with Paige, I have fallen deeply in love with her. It sounded so weird and scary admitting it, even if it was just inside my head.

"What happened to my Paige, " I said raising my hands. She had blonde hair with black contact lenses with dark red lipstick.

"Um, to Paige," I muttered quickly correcting myself.

She walked closer and leaned in, making her celestial perfume fill my nostrils, and whispered "I liked the first better."
She then walked away leaving me standing there like an idiot mesmerised by her as always.

She spoke with Alex exchanging some information about the plan, while I watched them as I spoke on the phone with my father about a business trip.
She then looked at me a minute later and smiled before turning her face and continuing whatever she was speaking about with Alex.
I smirked as I closed the line and walked towards them.

Why does she have such an effect on me?

I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "don't have sëx with him."

She looked at me with her twinkling eyes, as she smiled.

"You think I would wait all this time for this?" she furrowed her brows as she shook her head before walking towards the car, and I followed her with my eyes as she walked towards the car like a super model, her head held high, swaying her hips.

Wait for what?

...What!?
She's a virgin?
This just turned me on, Fůck me for that.

I Want a guy to think of me the same way Dylan thinks of Paige😢😭❤

I hoped you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing every part of it.

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