Shameless or flirty?
“So?” He broke the awkward silence between them. “What do you want?”
“I want peace and serenity.” She stares sharply at him, into his blazing eyes. “Oh wait! That won’t be possible…because you are still here! Go away!” She tapped on the table stubbornly.
“No can do!” He smiled back at her.
“Why you have to be so annoying?” She sighed and gave up.
“Because I’m hot.” He proudly added. “And that you find me attractive. Your
lips might be saying something but your heart is saying another.” He leaned a little more on the table.
“What would make you say that?” She swallowed the nervousness, hoping that she was not blushing.
He waited for another few seconds, before he stood up and walked toward her. He was graceful yet fast. He bends closer to her, sending her back into unwillingness frenzy. “That curiosity in your eyes!” He whispered. “That desire to know things, that strength to feel things-is revealing your heart’s feeling!”
She was there, still frozen on the spot. She could feel his fresh minty breath against her face. For one moment, it felt as if he was alive and not just a ghost. He ran his fingers on her dry skin of her troubled face. As if he wanted to make her feel his touch. A clumsy pain flashed on his face and his hands formed firmly into a fist! They stare at each other for another moment. Shelly took a long breath, and cleared her throat, just to break that awkward tension. He immediately moved away and sits back lazily on the chair next to her.
“I take it that you won’t leave, no matter what I say!” Her hands crossed over her breast.
“Wow…what sense of deduction?” He broke into a surprise tone. “Did you figure that on your own? I’m proud of you!” He casted another amused glance.
“Then you give me no choice…”
“Great…So what do you want to do?” He interrupted. “Do want to crash course with a certain blond…or play a sex game with yours truly? We could practice that move I told you…”
“Or perhaps, you should care to listen, before judging.” She stood up. “I was saying, since you won’t go away…then you gave me no choice than to walk away myself!”
She opened the door, frustratingly and annoyed. She walked down the dusty path through the garden, pretending that everything was normal and that no annoying, proud and extremely handsome and sexy ghost was trailing her. She halted-feeling her feet stumbled. He was there at the gate, holding it wide open-for her!
“First rule…never let a damsel opens the door!” His voice sounded as if he achieved a very crucial task. “Senorita…” He added, while she past by him.
Poudre d’or Village was a rather small and peaceful village. Everyone, enjoying their own little life. The street was always filled with busy bodies…children running barefoot on the playground…others playing by the small stream, splashing water on their friends. The sea was already booked by the Fishermen, inhabited there. A sweet calm breeze was blowing from the rocky lagoon, caressing her small round face tenderly. They were now strolling down the jetty, that led them to the Paul and Virgini, monument. Shelly doesn’t remember the last time she was here. The palmist trees were bushy and the filaos trees seemed bigger and taller. The marigold, planted around the rocky monument was growing beautiful.
Shelly remembered how she used to love that story-about the Saint-Gerant, and Paul and Virgini. It’s so romantic and hopeful, it almost make her feels love, whenever she reads that story.
Small boats were parked in the lagoon. The sea always calmed, unless there was rainfall or a hurricane to bother. Otherwise, it was always peaceful to take a nap under the shadows of the large bagan tree. Lots of people still liked to spend their Sundays, under the shadows of these long aged trees that existed till the time Mauritius was still an abandoned island.
Mauritius is the most obvious destination for who ever want to spend a really memorable adventure. The amount of nature over economical development was really fascinating. The sea always was bluish and warm. With healthy marine life. An impressive amount of vast coral reefs spread around the island keeping it safe from the rush waves that always blows sometime when the occasion calls for it!
“So, where are we going?” He asked, pacing behind her. She seemed still upset or she was still in denial? He wondered. Denial that she feels something for him and she was just trying to show it through her anger.
“You tell me!” She bellowed back. She meant what she said. She had no idea where she was heading or what she wanted. She halted and turned to face him. She waited, hoping he would give her some clue! But he just stared back at her. “Where do you suggest, we go?” She sighed, giving up. “Since your so god damn smart!”
“Smart doesn’t even cover it!” He was proud.
“Oh…I forgot. Your, after all a pain in the ass, arrogant and proud and a god damn mind manipulator.” She crossed her arms. “Is that enough to cover it now?”
He walked nearer, allowing her to step back, until she was reached the large tamarind tree behind her. They stood for another couple of seconds staring at each other. “I’m ready to hear anything from you, as long it makes you happy and satisfy.” He confessed. He cupped her face. He lean closer, wanted to kiss her. Wanted to feel her! Wanted to show her how it feels like being loved and cared. But he was not authorized to do this- he remembered. When he took that pledge, he swears to give her everything she needed and not what he wanted.
“Vlad?” She whispered. She could say that he was deep into his own thoughts. “Are you ok?” She asked, worried by the sadness that invaded his intense gaze.
I might have a suggestion, but I don’t think that you’ll like what you will see….” He frowned at her.