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chapter 3: wait! he did what?

Ian watched my expression change to pure astonishment as I took his remark. I stood frozen, and I could almost swear Ian was just stunned at his own remark that blurted out of his lips irrationally.

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to." Ian finally recovered enough to apologize. He lowered his gaze to the floor but I could feel his intense gaze as he noticed the legs of mine, dripping wet from the shower. He swallowed a hard lump on his throat out of nervousness. Ian was always the gentleman but today with his compliment, it reminded me of his bad boy's way which he certainly knew how to ooze sex appeal without even thinking about it, but around me he always had his composure and it took all his strength to act normal to me, with a year dating me, he almost adjusted to this side of him and had forgotten his bad boy side.

I heard him heave a deep sigh and he licked his lips gazing at the floor, I brought my lips to utter something but I couldn't instead I stood dazed, Ian stood there ravishing in a plain lavender shirt and a pair of trousers and his disheveled hair, how could he look so cute?

"No need to be sorry, but why are you here?" I asked out of curiosity as I curled my toes, my heart throbbing out of my rib cage cursing it under my breath. I needed to get over him to let him move on.

"Since you will be going, I needed to see you." He murmured.

He turned facing the other opposite side, since he noticed how uncomfortable I was when I curled my toes. He perfectly knew me too well. I stared at his broad shoulder and his back. I hated to be like this around him and although he was affected as I was, I was still in agony in the midst of out 'break up'. My heart clenched as tight as I recalled our last conversation.

We broke up.

My eyes were glassy and watery, slowly tears sprung down my wet cheeks, but it would be so hard to notice I was crying since my face was wet already. Drawing a deep breathe, I brought myself to speak again.

"That's nice of you, Ian." I managed to choke out as I smiled wryly. He looked at me over his shoulders and his shoulders sagged right away as he balled his fists on his sides causing his knuckles turning pale from the pressure he exerted.

"yeah, right. I just broke your heart and Lee, how can you still say that? Please," he muffled his cries.

Was he crying?

"Please just curse me, hit me but don't leave me." I reached over to him and I fought the urge to pat his shoulders or hug him. Or even kiss him. It's funny that we haven't kissed since we started dating. I never wanted to lose my first kiss. He never attempted to even kiss me, although he once tried and I got pissed off at him. He never crossed the line, he never went out of bound.

I brought my fingers and clutched his shoulder, patting him. I slowly forced him to turn, facing me. Not minding the close proximity between us at all especially when I was half naked. His eyes were wide as he realized I was looking up at him, he furrowed his eyebrows and he brought his hands to my cheeks and I reluctantly closed my eyes letting the tears roll down my wet cheeks. He brought his finger and swiped it over my cheek and held it observing it, there he held a tear of mine and he looked angry, at himself.

I stared at those oceanic blue depths of his eyes, surveying him. His facial expression was pure subtle, clearly confusing me.

Why was he mad?

"Are you crying?" his raspy voice asked. I fluttered my eyes, surprisingly he noticed the tears.

He took a deep breath and asked again, "it's me, isn't it?" his eyes clouded different emotions all flooding within him, his eyes had shown concern and he looked sad, that's where I noticed the bags under his eyes. I needed to tell him, it wasn't him but some part of me admitted it was.

"Fuck! It is me!" he snapped.

I brought my hand to his chest, the minute I did that, the bolt of white hot heat seared from the point of contact, washing me in tidal waves that threatened to drown me.

I gasped my lungs suddenly in dire need of air. I felt his accelerated heartbeat beneath my fingertip. Ian was clearly stunned with my reaction and his sharp in drawn breath confirming his love for ...me.

"It isn't," I assured. "This is me missing our 'thing'." I faked a smile fighting the screams within me just waiting to be exploded.

He cupped my cheeks and shook his head repeatedly. I hot tinge of blush rose above my cheeks at our proximity and he squinted his eyes studying me and he opened his mouth, but then closed it. Curiosity rose through me.

"And -" just as he was about to talk, he was cut off by the sound of my mom's voice calling out my name.

"LIANNA!" She called out as we heard her heels stomping the staircase.

Shit!

"Damn it!" Ian cursed. He looked at me and panic rose through him.

"Hide me." He said,

"W..what?"I stammered.

"Lee, are you deaf?" he shook me pulling me from my thoughts.

"Why?"

He gestured between us, and I realized...I was with Ian and with only a towel on. This would clearly indicate we were intimately together.

"Your mom doesn't know am here." His look got all serious. I wanted to laugh at him because, one minute, the atmosphere between us all crazy and dark and fully infatuated with each other's, the next is this cozy one.

"That isn't my problem." I found myself taunting him clearly enjoying his sudden dismay as i crossed my hands against my chest.

Lee! Wake up! Now it isn't the time to banter!

What was I doing? And so he cocked an eyebrow at me, "Lee, this isn't funny."

I chuckled, "really?" and then again, my mom called me.

"Lianna, come out! Mr. and Mrs. M'cregan are here." She yelled out alarming us she was on her way towards my room.

"Your parents?" I asked.

"yeah...about that. Hide me first." He looked distressed.

"No, not until you tell me, your parents are in my house and you don't want my mom to know that you are here?" I got stubborn. he raked his hands through his disheveled hair and cursed under his breathe when  suddenly a mischievous smile was plastered on his cocky face.

oh oh! not good.

"Fine, I will do it my way." He hissed and he grabbed my waist and hurled me towards him. I gasped and squeezed my eyes giving him the death glare as his breathe fanned my face forcing a low gasp coming out of my throat when his intoxicating mint scent worked its way through my nostrils.

This is what i have been missing. A voice whispered inside me.

WHAT the hell? No, I don't!

"Now this is what I call a 'spectacular view',don't you think?." He cocked an eyebrow as i squirmed trying to yank his hands away from me.

His eyes bore mine as i groaned in frustration. Still pondering, his grip grew tighter holding me prison. could this matter get any worse?

"Lianna, you in there?" my mom asked outside my door. She rapped her knuckles knocking my door again when she heard no response.

"So what is it going to be? Caught up looking like this or you hiding me?" he asked as he grinned devilishly. I placed my hand over his chest and pushing myself away from him, but he wouldn't budge.

"Lianna I am coming in." my mom cooed.

I widened my eyes in disbelief, my mom was coming in and getting caught in this position will likely lead me to a disaster and everything will fall out of place. I will be grounded for months and I wouldn't want that to happen because of my stupid bad-ass ex-boyfriend of mine.

Ian had his own ways with me; he tugged a smile as he enjoyed my reaction.

I groaned in frustration as my heart sank to realize I only had a few seconds before I would get caught.

"I will try the latter." I whispered. His smile grew ear to ear full aware of my submission to him.

Without any response, mom turned the knob slowly as Ian pushed me to the bathroom and closed it shut without making a noise and pushed me to the wall as he placed his hands over my mouth to muffle my protests.

"Lianna? You in there?" my mom was in my room by then and she was heading to the bathroom door. Held in prison, I couldn't respond and without responding my mom would have to rush in inside.

Ian stood there as I was pushed to the wall, he stared at the door expecting mom barging in,

Ian! You creep! Let me loose

I tried to tell him, but it only came out as muffled screams underneath his huge palm. I bit his finger and he groaned in pain.

"Lianna, is that you?" my mom asked. Great! Smooth Ian, really smooth.

"Yes, I am showering." I lied.

"I think I heard something inside." She said as I glared daggers at Ian who was behind all this.

"Oh 'nothing', mom." I stressed the word.

"Then its best that am off, be down once you are ready, sunshine." With that she stormed off as I heard the door closed.

"Sure, mom." I rolled my eyes.

"What the hell, Lee?" Ian groaned.

"Why you are welcome." I answered in response to his non-thank you.

"Now if you please, I need to change." I strolled past him as he shifted his position.

Without warning, my foot landed on a soapy wet floor only making me slip with a faint gasp escaping my lips as I closed my eyes waiting for the pain to register itself on the back of my head.

With one swift motion, Ian caught me landing his hands around my waist as his gaze lingered on my face down to the rest of my body and closed them tightly as his grip grew tighter around me. Our faces few inches apart and realization brought me to reality as I found my towel slowly slipping off of me. It took a while to register what I was bound to do, but impulsively I wrapped my hands around his neck and brought myself up only to hug him.

I was crazy! I thought doing that would refrain him from seeing me, but he actually...felt me. As he realized, he brought his hands to the upper edge of the towel closing it around me firmly. With my ears on his chest, his heartbeat raced so fast like it was going marathon.

"Um..Lee," he called out as he swallowed the lump of his throat.

I raised my head in utter embarrassment as he cupped my cheeks, as I found myself staring straight to his lips and he slowly leaned forward as his eyes were closed and so was I. the world came to a halt as I closed my eyes, waiting...waiting...

As I opened my eyes, I realized he was staring as he grinned sheepishly scratching the back of his head.

Wait! he did what?

Was he taunting me?

"It will be best if I will be waiting in your room, Lee." He blushed.

He was out before my lips moved in silent words. Looking down, I realized the towel on me ,was tightly around me. He wrapped it firmly knowing it would be slipping even after breaking the contact. So with me spacing out of zone, waiting for his ...kiss, he used this opportunity to enfold the towel with his eyes closed.

WAIT! He did what?

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A/N: I am going to repeat this. Many have mentioned that Ian and Liana are moving fast with their relationship, but I strongly disagree. Lemme say it again, in here, they have been in a relationship for a year! They just recently broke up!
the lingering feelings are still yet there! I started writing the story AFTER their break up. I didn't write from how their relationship progressed, till where they are.now. . I hope everything's cleared up now as crystal as clear.
Sorry for the rant. I thought this may help patch things up.