Drunken Mistake..........or not? #Wattys2015

Surprise Encounters

trailed off with a sly smile.

“Yeah right.” She scoffed. “My parents will have a fit if they ever come to know

about him.” She shuddered, picturing their first meet

“I’m pretty sure your dad will have a seizure, and your mom is a different story

altogether.” I teased, but all amusement faded away when the pain in my feet made

itself known. Taking care, I took the god awful sandals of my feet. An ugly, red gash

already making it’s appearance. The sides of my feet slightly scraped from the

constant grinding with the rough material.

“Thank god Salvatore's not here, or he’ll have my head.” Naina muttered.

“Who told you to apply in the first place?” I asked in irritation.

“No one, but damn, Santiago has some serious persuasion skills.” She smiled with

a dreamy look on her face.

“Ew!” I covered my ears. “Too much information.” I said, making a face at her.

“Well, whatever. I’m still good at my job.” She shrugged.

“Apparently not.” A smooth yet angry voice responded from behind us. Naina

whirled around, only to confirm my suspicion.

“Salvatore! What are you doing here?” Naina asked innocently. I narrowed my

eyes at him. He gave Naina a pointed look who scurried over to Santiago just as he

stepped into my line of vision.

“How’s it going, sis?” Santiago asked with a mischievous glint. It seemed that

Santiago had taken the charge of making me feel welcome, calling me sis and all.

“Never better.” I smiled at him, he beamed back. Then he moved forward and

lightly clasped Salvatore's shoulders.

“Take it easy.” He murmured in a low voice, but I heard him loud and clear.

Salvatore nodded, his eyes never leaving me. I looked at Santiago and mouthed a

‘thank you’. He winked in return, then took Naina in his arms. I looked away,

straight into Salvatore's eyes. He slowly moved towards me.

“I’m starting to think your some kind of a disaster magnet.” He muttered as he

kneeled down in front of me, holding my foot up for inspection. I gasped and tried to

pull my foot back but he was having none of it for he simply held it tighter.

“Salvatore!” I furiously whispered, looking around for signs of Marcie. “Marcie’s

here!” I tried to snatch my foot back, he simply tightened his grip. I winced at the

pain that shot through my leg at his grip, he immediately loosened it, looking

pained.

“I’m sorry….” He started but I stopped him by putting my hand on his lips. Then, I

weaved my hands through his hair, moving them in a circular motion. He closed his

eyes, his shoulders relaxing.