FALLEN (NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON)

32.

"I am so scared to do something wrong and ruin the success your story could have."  He slowly admits, it doesn't seem easy.  He seems to search for every word.

"Hey... Marcel?"  I ask for his attention as my heart feels heavy in sympathy for him.  I slide my hand upper on his arm.  "I am proud of how my story has blossomed because of you.  It was good and we made it great.  Whatever the reaction is, I am proud of what we have done." 

I try to smile as I keep analysing the unfathomable expression on his face.  It had changed from worry and concern to become completely expressionless.  I have a second to notice the change in his breathing and look at his open mouth before I feel it on mine.

I am surprised and completely stunned.  He gets closer to me and slowly embraces my body as I seem to finally come alive.  I start to give more and more of myself when he pulls away and looks down between us.

"Never I have talked about my insecurities with someone.  I don't know what it is about you."

"Trust."

He winces at what I say, but it isn't from pain, the doubt is clear on his expression.

"Marcel, it is trust."  I tell him, but I sneak myself closer and slide both of my hands on his neck to hold his gaze steady into mine.  A soft grin, almost a sensual smirk, draws itself on my face.  "But not like one you have with Eddy or your mum...  It's a trust that runs deep into my soul, only for you.  I'm yours.  All that I am, every fibre in my being trusts you."

The happiness he feels is undeniable and I get overwhelmed to see his genuine carefree beauty.  I never thought he would react that way.  He is so beautiful.  His face seems to glow as he takes my hands from his neck to lay them flat, palm up between us. 

"Are you surrendering yourself to me?"  He frowns a second, but his smile doesn't fade.  I don't really understand the entirety of what he implied, but he looks at me with such intensity I melt instantly.

"Entirely."  I feel his hands hold my forearms like I do to him, but my eyes are locked into his mesmerising green gaze, hypnotised.

"What have I ever done to deserve you?"  He pulls me to him and I feel his breath on my skin as he whispers the most beautiful words I could ask for.

"I know you love me and you would never do anything to hurt me again."  I admit honestly, because I believe it with all my being.

He lets go of my arms and walks away.  I frown to his reaction, offended that he would walk away from me like that.  I step back and watch him walking in circles, running a hand through his beautiful quiff.  He definitely has something on his mind.

"What's wrong, Mace?"  I try to understand and step towards him.  I feel instinctively hurt and wonder what I did wrong.

"Nothing.  We should get to work.  I'll print our reviews.  I believe you know where the printers are."  He only retorts and walks to his desk to sit at his chair.

I am very annoyed.  Why did the mood change so suddenly?  I did nothing wrong.  The problem is him.  We were sharing a nice moment and he ruined it.  He always ruins everything.  I won't argue, I oblige, with a stern look directed at him, which he sees.  I make sure of it.  I take my phone and walk away from his office.

He tells me these wonderful things and then he pushes me away.  I don't even know on which foot to dance when I'm with him.  He makes me live so deeply wonderful emotions, but he can also make me crazy mad when he wants. 

I look down at my phone and remember that it had vibrated earlier.  I look at the notification and read Ash's name on my screen.

Ash:  Glasgow definitely has the best burgers ever.