Twin Flames

Chapter 3

Carlie’s POV

My damn vehicle was spoilt so I had to leave it and get into this one with the handsome stranger who was always staring at me. I wasn’t afraid of him. Not in the least bit since I knew only a touch can silence him. No, I was afraid of that I might lose control over myself. I was also angry because I knew he was somehow responsible for my automobile to spoil like that.

That just can’t happen on its own.

I glanced at him. He was very handsome with his black hair dark as the night and shiny green eyes. I had to give him that, but I don’t think I could do anything about it. I wrapped my arms around myself afraid to touch anything in his vehicle and turn it into ice. He made me lose control over myself easily. I didn’t want that to happen here. Drawing in a shaking breath he turned to me “Cold?” he asked and looked back at the road. Didn’t he know I was always cold? I thought. “Not in the least bit Mateo.” I didn’t like how his name rolled off my tongue so easily. It stirred something within me. I saw him clench his hands tightly on the steering wheel. Could it be he liked me? Of course, he does, you i***t. He stares at you from his window every day, my brain pointed out.

If he really does like me, I will have to tell him that nothing would work between us. There was a huge difference between the two of us and that meant that nothing could happen. He stopped outside my house after following my directions. I could feel him looking at the sheer size of the house. My parents had left me quite an inheritance after they died. That and the money I earned working for Dean was more than enough to live in such luxury. He switched off the engine but none of us made a move to leave.

“Thank you for the ride Mateo but…”

“But you have someone else in your life?” he completed my sentence with a question. “That wasn’t what I was going to say.” “I thought I killed you with kindness,” he joked.

“I’m not seeing anyone, and I don’t think I can. You’re a nice guy Mateo but out there, is someone right for you but it’s not me.”

“What about one dinner? Just one dinner Carlie, after that I’ll leave you alone. I’ll promise you safety from my eyes when you go to your vehicle.” I laughed at his statement. Could I really do it? Just for one night, could I pretend everything about my life was normal?

“One dinner.”

“One dinner,” he pressed a kiss on my cheek with a smile. Was it just me or did his lips feel like fire? I looked at him. he didn’t seem to feel the coldness of my skin. He got out and opened the door for me. He walked me to the door.

“I shall come pick you up here at seven. Is that alright?” he asked.

I nodded my head not trusting my voice. I knew I would say something undeniably stupid. I took out my keys from my bag and opened the door. “Goodnight, Mateo,” I said with a curt wave. “Goodnight, Carlie,” he said back. I closed the door and leaned on it. “Want me to tell you how long you’ve been staring at him?” Gordon asked as he walked into the room. “Hours?” I joked. “Maybe more,” he said teasing me. He pulled me in for a hug, “he asked you out?” “You were eavesdropping? I knew I shouldn’t have planted those tulips there!” I exclaimed.

“I had to. And you have to go.”

“Why? He’s not like us.” “The truth might surprise you, Carlie. Come, I cooked dinner,” he said. “I think I’ll do the cooking instead,” I said laughing. “I’ll have you know I make the best chicken sandwiches.” “that’s all you know how to cook,” I said teasing his cooking skills. I went into the kitchen and made curry to go with sandwiches. We ate dinner as he told me about his newest case. It was about a gifted he found but couldn’t save.

“You can’t save everyone Gordon,” I tell him knowing how much he was pushing himself to save gifted people like us.

“I can try, can’t I?”

“It doesn’t mean you have to. I don’t want to lose you too.”

“You won’t.”

I grinned at him as we kept on eating. I had to hand it to him, his sandwiches were always the best. I did the dishes and then went to sleep early Mateo still in my mind. He was just something else to do this much to me.

My mind kept on bringing the image of when he kissed me on the cheek. His lips felt like fire on my icy skin. A fire that consumed me. Was Gordon, right? Was he just like us? A gifted? I couldn’t just ask him directly at dinner tomorrow, but I could try to bring it up, right? I didn’t want to put myself on the line of something I couldn’t quite turn away from. The next day went by quickly and it was already five. When I asked Dean if I could leave early, he was more than eager to let me go at that time. I got into my other vehicle and feeling slightly excited about tonight. I turned on the radio and played the first station it connected to. It was only a few weeks to Christmas so only choral songs were playing.

Christmas was the only holiday I didn’t mind. Mainly since if I froze a lamp post no one would know that it was the work of a gifted. It was the only time I could truly appreciate my gift and use it without seeing it as a curse. I arrived to an empty house. Gordon was still at work at this hour, but he called the office and told me he stopped by to drop a dress he had bought for me. I was just planning on wearing something from the clothes I owned but Gordon refused. I took a hot shower, not that I felt the heat, then went to my room. I looked at the dress laid out on the bed. It was a beautiful red dress. I would never have chosen such a dress for myself. I think he was more excited about this date than I was. I felt a bit of butterflies in my stomach. I was anxious. I couldn’t remember the last time I went on a real date.

In high school I never had a boyfriend. Only guys I slept around with out of curiosity when I found out about s*x. But him, Mateo, he was something different. It’s only one dinner Carlie. Just one dinner.

Sighing heavily, I wore my inner clothes then slipped the dress over my body. It fitted me perfectly and emphasized on curves I didn’t even know I had. I applied a bit of make-up and wore a pair of heels from my closet. I picked a thin sweater from the closet and wore it. I added a shawl around my neck to complete the look. It’s not that I felt cold, I just didn’t want it to look like I was dressed too lightly. The minute I was done fixing my hair I heard the doorbell ring. I went downstairs and opened the door. His eyes roamed over my body taking in how I was dressed. I could see the hunger in his eyes. The fire burning in them.

“You look beautiful,” he gritted out, his voice betraying his emotions. I had to say the same for him. he had on dark fleece trouser and a black button up shirt with the first two buttons opened. The black and grey scarf around his neck did not hide this fact and the jacket he had on fit him perfectly over his broad shoulders. His black hair looked quite darker and messy in the cold chilly night. It made his green eyes stand out even more like gems.

“You look marvelous.”

“Shall we?” I closed the door and followed him to his vehicle. “Where are we going?” I asked him. “a hotel I quite fancy. The Daun.” I loved going there with Gordon. Did he know? “that’s a coincidence, I also like it.”