Emerged

Chapter 7: The divergence

Elijah’s POV:

“So you are stalking me hey?”

Ellie Renè jumps at the sound of my voice, which she was not expecting to hear. Embarrassment flushes her rosy cheeks and her eyes catches mine and turns murderous when she sees the smirk on my face.

Oh I think she likes me.

I came to get her to go for a coffee with me after our little encounter this morning on my run. My entire body sizzled in anticipation when she looked at me with those ‘take me’ eyes. I could not get her out of my head. She challenged me even when her body screamed she wanted me.

Why does she fight it so much? Did I ruin my chances?

“I-I-I don’t know what you talking about, we were researching a story protagonist that was based on a real life person.”, she stammers. Clearly trying to regain her composure without letting me know I caught her out.

“Hmm, and the protagonist of this story you trying to find has the same name as I do and you searching f*******: to find him?”, staring at her with a cocky grin.

“Sounds like you have a lack of proper research skills then.”

Now for the switch.

“Anyway, I came to return the books , seems like my nephew does not care to read about trains , just likes the toys.”, feigning nonchalance.

Her friend— who I did not pay notice too, was staring at me jaw on the floor, trying to eye f**k me pratically— piped up finally.

“I can check those in for you, I’ll leave you guys to talk.”

For this she earned a glare from Ellie and a smile from me— to which she blushed profusely.

“So Ellie, you like torturing people with those f**k me eyes or am I special?”

Choking on her spit , she looks at me appalled.

“What the hell’s wrong with you , you psycho. I barely know you and you coming on so strong. First you scream at me and then you feign like you don’t like me but want to f**k me. What the hells your deal?”, arms crossed over her chest draws my attention to her bosom. She looks adorable when she’s mad.

“It’s my way of getting to know your crazy level before I bother getting to know your name. But now that I see what I like, I plan on taking it. So you can fight the attraction all you want but I’ve made up my mind about you already. So I’ll pick you up after work ends and we going for a coffee. Be ready for me. Okay babe?”

This got her mad. I thought woman liked men who were assertive.

“Oh you got some nerve you motherfuck—“

“You all done! Thank you , please come back soon. Have a good day”

The friend piped up. Oh saved by the h****n. She was about to ream me for s**t.

“Be ready at 5 Ellie, I’ll be here waiting”. I said , walking out with confidence exuding from me.

Yet my heart was beating out of my chest. Did I mess up even more , she did not seem excited but rather pissed and her friend seemed to have been signalling me to leave.

Well I guess if I’m being burnt , I’ll gladly take her flame.

What is it about her that has me hooked and acting crazy?

She is a stranger after all. Yet she encapsulates me in this bubble I have never been in and I have spoken to her 4 times for 5 mins each time , always ending in me being roasted or glared at.

Clearly she doesn’t like me, so why can’t I let it go?

Oh Ellie. You have me hooked and I’m afraid I can only get off this drug once I have you.

I used the books as an excuse to see her, afraid she might think me creepy if I showed up without proper reasoning.

Now as I stroll back to my apartment , compiling the pros and cons of what I just did, I realise something important.

For the first time since I moved to this town 3 years ago, I’ve actually felt my heart race.

I am thinking about her more than work and I only met her 3 days ago. What the hell is happening to me?!

Is this a divergence from my work? Am I losing the plot?

Fear set in to my bones; Scared I may have played with fire too fast and will end up burning us both to the ground before it even begins.

Alas , despite that fear , I can’t stop myself from burning to taste her. So I will.

Elles POV:

“That arrogant son of a b***h , who does he think he is telling me what to do and when to be ready , cocky asshole!!!” , yelling while pacing up and down, furious he had the nerve to come to my place of work and ruin my day with his arrogance.

Somehow, deep down however, I liked it. Being taken charge of , experiencing a man who asserts his dominance and openly declares he wants me.

I underestimated the guy. His bolder than I gave him credit for.

“His one step ahead of me.”, I whispered to myself. Feet dragging across the carpet in the back office of the store. Bella is sat on the couch dazed as well.

“That man is gorgeous. If you don’t want him give him to me please”.

I snapped my head in her direction, strangely alarmed at her words as though she was attempting to claim something of mine. What is this feeling?

“Don’t be silly Bella, he seems like trouble.”, I say. Sounding like I’m trying to convince myself more than her.

“I’m only kidding, I can see he has the hots for you only , didn’t pay me no mind the whole time I was there. So he is all yours. But seriously, give him a chance, I mean look at him.”

She swivels her phone in my direction , showing me the picture she snapped of us staring at each other. My face contorted in anger and his in a cocky smirk.

Oh he is sexy.

“He is a stranger Bella. A stranger that demands things and talks at me and not to me, is not a person worth my time.”

To think I was going to entertain this man’s game. No. I have no time to play games.

“You scared Ellie, that you might fall in love again after Brent left.”

This pauses me in my tracks for a second, but I continue walking out the office and leave for the day. Knowing he will be here tonight and find me gone.