Unexpected

• Chapter Twenty-Nine •

Abel drives a short distance of 5 minutes simply because it's pretty cold out and stops at an ice cream parlour called 'Sweet tooth'.

We walk inside holding hands and take a seat next to the window.

"What's your favourite ice cream flavour?" I look towards Abel.

"Rocky road probably."

I gasp loudly, "What! That's like the worst flavour out there!"

Abel raises his eyebrows and looks at me in amusement, "Relax Brown Eyes, it's just ice cream."

"Just ice cream?! What is wrong with you today? I'm saddened by your dismissive attitude to such a wonderful delicacy." Dramatically, I shake my head in disappointment and look everywhere but at him.

"What's so bad about rocky road?"

The fact that he even has to ask that question fills me with shock. I'm not even going to answer.

Abel catches on to this and moves his head directly in my eye-line. Rapidly, I turn my head to face somewhere else. This repeats a few more time before he physically grabs my chin to look at him, "You astound me Keziah."

He leans over the table and gives me a quick peck on the lips before standing up, "I'm going to get our ice cream."

"Wait! You don't even know what I want."

"I can probably guess Brown Eyes."

Abel orders for us relatively fast and returns to me.

"You better have got what I wanted."

Abel smirks at me, "We'll see won't we."

I look down at the table and find our hands laying close to each other. My first instinct would be to grab onto his and hold tight but I hold myself back, still feeling a bit shy in this new relationship.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Abel stares at me intensely.

"Our um relationship I guess."

Abel smiles tenderly at me and grabs my hand without the hesitation I had. "What about it?"

"Just about how new it is and how I'm not completely sure how to act."

"What do you mean?" Abel's eyebrows scrunch adorably in confusion.

"Am I allowed to hold your hand when I want? What about hugs and kisses? When do I do those things? Is it possible to do them too much? Is there anything I'm doing wrong? I just don't really know." I bite my lip out of nerves and embarrassment from my confession. What is wrong with me? Why did I just say all that?

"Oh, Brown Eyes. You really need to stop overthinking so much. I'm not expecting all of that from you straight away. I like how things our between us right now so let's just keep taking it slow alright? If that's you want anyway."

I think about that for a second. Do I want to take it slow? I mean, I like how things are progressing between us but I want to be more confident in our relationship.

"I want to be more open Abel." I play with his fingers. "Sometimes, I just hold myself back."

"Whatever you want Keziah. I'm just happy to be with you."

At that point, the server arrives with our ice cream.

"You got me cookie dough?" I'm shocked that he guessed correctly.

"You look like a cookie dough kind of girl. I was right, wasn't I?" Abel looks at me smugly.

I grumble out a response, "Yes."

Abel chuckles at me and takes a large bite of his ice cream. "This is so unbelievably good Brown Eyes. You sure you don't want to try some?"

He wiggles a spoonful in my face, "Get that monstrosity away from me. I will not and shall not ever betray my taste buds in such a horrific way."

Abel bursts into laughter at this, "You're so dramatic. Can I have some of yours?"

Abel reaches over towards my bowl of ice cream which I promptly move away. "If you wanted cookie dough, then you should have got cookie dough."

"Please?"

"My ice cream Abel."

He pouts his lips even more causing me to give in. I really am a sucker for this boy.

Abel takes a large spoonful causing me to gasp. "You basically just finished all of it!"

"You could always have some of mine." I scrunch my face in disgust at this.

"Not in a million years."

We both finally finish our ice cream and talk for a little bit.

"How come you don't wear make up Keziah?"

This question comes as a surprise to me. Does he wish I wore makeup? Is that why he's asking?

"Oh, I'm just not really a fan of it. I do wear it sometimes though I guess. Why are you asking? Would you prefer me with make up?"

"No! That's not why I was asking. Your skin is amazing and you look beautiful without it. I was just wondering since I see a lot of girls completely covered in it."

"So, you've been looking at other girls?" I tease.

"N-no! Not like that Keziah, you know I only have eyes for you." Abel looks at me worriedly as if concerned for the fact that I'm 'upset' at him.

I burst into laughter at his expression and tone of voice.

"Gosh woman, don't do that to me."

"I'm sorry. You should have seen your face though." A few giggles escape me still.

Abel shakes his head, "You're lucky you're so adorable."

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