Brown-Eyed Boy

19: Finally! A kiss

LIAM

My mood can only be described as fabulous, ever since I cornered him a week ago and cleared our misunderstanding.

Things have gotten more interesting…. Winks, deliberate lip bites, and naughty smirks seem to be our signature mode of communication.

My days have got better than I hoped, all thanks to Daniel. Dad commented on my optimism the last time he visited. You are glowing, his words.

Thinking back at our previous encounter, I can't seem to stop smiling. The simple caresses on my back felt euphoric as I buried my nose in his chest, inhaling his intoxicating scent.

My attachment to Daniel has escalated quickly, which scares me greatly. I'm still cautious, but I can't deny that the warden arouses something deeper in me than Spencer ever did.

Matthew banged his hand on the wall, startling me in the process. I slightly frowned in concern, but he just shook his head and as I was about to question it. I let him be.

Just then, our cells opened, signifying it's time for dinner. I hurriedly put on my shoes, tucking away Daniel's thoughts, and followed Matthew to the cafeteria.

As expected, I took a seat with the crew, my gaze lowered, and hoped dinner would be a quiet affair.

And it was…

Later at night, I woke up abruptly, gagged, and got dragged roughly through the hallways. I noticed that all the lights were still off, but surprisingly Doug had a torch which he must have got from a guard, obviously.

“ You lied to us, boy!” A slap!

“ I didn't!” Another slap!

“ Please…” A kick. “ I swear, I don't know who wants me dead.” I yelled in frustration, guarding my face.

“I think he is telling the truth.” Babbz muttered,

“Then how are we supposed to find out who is after his skinny bones?” Snapped Doug, “think boy,” he nudged my shoulders. “Someone powerful is after your tiny ass, and we can't save it unless you trust us.”

“I swear, I don't know.” I affirmed, they seemed to believe me for the took me back to my cell, but I was already roughed up from all the interrogations. Mathew was awake, worrying something had happened to me.

He sat with me, tending to my wounds anyway he could, until morning.

My ribs had fractured again due to the hard kicking I got. We had to go to the infirmary, when I started coughing blood.

The doctor assured me that nothing vital was affected, but he insisted on full confinement for close monitoring.

I didn't mind the incarceration part,, especially since it was for a week. Which meant no more Babbz and Doug for a while. I smiled slightly, realizing how peaceful my week was going to be.

“That's a sight I didn't expect to see, considering all you have been through.” I turned my gaze towards the voice and smiled brighter than Daniel had ever seen me do. “And that reaction as well” he pointed at my smiley face.

He smiled back pointedly, as I sat upright and beckoned him closer. His mock surprise was comical, which threw us in a fit of laughter as he got nearer.

My laughter turned into a gasp when his stance became predatory and his eyes darkened lustfully.

“How are you feeling?” He asked,

“ Alive. “

“ I'm serious,” he whispered, his gaze searching my face desperately. I chose not to answer, making him raise a questioning brow at me.

“ Could have been worse, honestly,” I forced the words out quickly, meaning it. It could have been once if they had found out whom I really am.

“ I am sorry I couldn't protect you.” he apologized, shamefaced.

“ It's not your fault," I tried to console him, knowing very well he couldn't have prevented it. He proceeded to grab and hold my hand in his palm, stunning me momentarily.

“This will never happen again,” he assured confidently. I wanted to dispute his claim, but he shushed me and went on. “We finally have tangible evidence against those bastards,” he grumbled in determination.

“Can we talk about something else?” I whined, not wanting to dwell on Kane and his goons.

“What do you want to talk about?” He asked lowly, his voice taking a different edge as he gleamed devilishly. I opened my mouth to retort something nasty, but stopped when he sat on the bed and cupped my face in his palms.

Everything seemed to heighten around us after that. My tummy fluttered when our gaze caught and held, as my breathing skyrocketed.

Daniel's eyes clouded with blatant arousal, as he stared at my lips thoughtfully. His head lowered slowly, his intention clear for me to decipher.

My excitement grew as I waited to have a feel of those lips. My eyes started shutting on their own accord in anticipation, but to my dismay, Daniel halted midway.

Fortunately, he didn't pull away but rather searched my eyes, silently pleading for approval. I realized then that Daniel wanted whatever would happen between us to be consensual. He didn't just force his wish on me, which was sweet.

That changed the whole game for me. Suddenly, I wanted to wipe every memory of Spencer from my life. My face contorted by the mere thought of him.

Daniel noticed my apparent change, and would have questioned it, if I hadn't hastily closed the remaining gap between us. I attacked the firm lips I had been lusting after, for a while; effectively shutting him beforehand.

He gasped in surprise, but it didn't stop me from capturing his bottom lip and sucking on it.

He surprised me, though, by pulling off and stepping away.

Not only that, but he wouldn't meet my gaze as he pinched his nose in frustration, shutting his eyes. All the s****l tension dissipated from my body as stared at him confused.

“ Why?” I whispered.