Chapter 28: Feeling special

**Nala's P.O.V
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"I don't know, it's a bit too late," I told him.

"I won't allow you to stay too long, I promise," Kyle responded back to me.

It was so hard to say no to him and so I told him I would.

Along the way, having only the moonlight to guide us, Kyle held me close to him as usual. As he did, I couldn't help worrying about what if he was just bringing me to his house just to have sex with me just like all the other girls he brought there. Soon that thought slowly started to fade away by a question of why he had introduced me to his mom if he only wanted me for a day just like all the girls he used and put aside. I began to really think that he really did have something to show me.

We both were soon at his place another large home. The place was dark so I could barely see the true color of his house whether it was white as well or grey. My heart suddenly began to beat heavily within my chest as I thought about being alone with him inside of his home. Who knows what him showing me might end up leading to?

Is this the pickup line he uses to carry the she-wolves here? I again began to worry. I softly bit my bottom lip annoyed by that thought and too not wanting to think about it worrying anymore. As we approached his home, he opened the door. He turned on the light before allowing me to enter first. Soon we were both inside. I looked around the house amazed by its beauty. It had more paintings than his father's home and antiques. It felt like I was in a place of arts. It didn't feel like a home but still, it was a great place to be to enjoy the beauty of art.

"Do you like the inside of my home so far?" Kyle inquired me as he closed the door.

I nodded as I remained to stare around his place.

Is this what he does when he brings his ladies here for the night, shows them around his beautiful home, and later seduces them? I again began to think worriedly.

"Do you want something to drink, perhaps wine?" Kyle inquired me as he now stood beside me.

My eyes went away from the fascinating arts in his hallway.

"No," I answered him. I thought he brought me here just to show me something not to drink wine. 

"Come on, I really want you to taste an expensive wine I had bought and would love your opinion about it as well," Kyle insisted on me taking the drink.

"No, I have work tomorrow and I don't want to drink anything too strong," I told him.

I didn't drink anything that as alcohol inside it and drinking wine for the first being with him only would not be good, I don't want to do anything stupid.

"Okay, I won't force you to do anything," Kyle said. Within his voice, I could hear that he was very disappointed with me turning down his drink.

"Let me show you why I brought you here for I don't want you to think I brought you here just to get drunk so I can have my ways with you, I'm not that type of person," Kyle told me.

What he said made me feel like a big let-down. I felt really bad about it.

"You know what I'll take just a small cup of wine," I said to him as I giggle nervously.

"Good," Kyle said. Now within his voice, I could hear that he was happy by my response. This sadly made me start to think of all the offers Blair and Dr. Annie had given me to have fun but disappointedly I had turned them down being a tight shoe she-wolf. Occasionally, I should learn to loosen up and do something out of my comfort zone as long as I was not hurting anyone.

Kyle informed me that I could have a look around his place while he went into his kitchen to pour us out a glass of wine. My brown handbag with an extra underwear hung loosely from my right hand while I helped myself around his house as he had said. I went into his living room. It was beautiful. It was painted white, and all the furniture was bright white that I feared soiling them. I walked carefully enjoying the beauty of the large room and more antiques I saw. There were more paintings but larger one that was as large as a window. Amazing pictures of nature.

"I see you're enjoying the pic of the forest," I heard Kyle say to me as he entered the living room with two glass cups of wine, stopping beside me.

I turned to look at him and he gave me my glass of red wine while he sipped his. I remained to hold mine as I turned back to face the fascinating picture.

"That's one of the things I wanted to share with you, but you found it yourself," Kyle told me.

I turned to him curiously.

"I painted it," Kyle informed me.

My eyes went back to the picture right away staring at the painting of the forest, carefully examining the beauty of the green trees and the brown earthly ground. My eyes opened amazed I couldn't believe what he was telling me.

"You really painted this?" I inquired him stunned. I couldn't believe it.

"Yes, and too made some of these antiques, another thing I wanted to show you."

My eyes widen even more as I turned to look at a white glass antique that looked like two hands holding on a small table in his living room.

"Did you make that as well?" I inquired him as I pointed to the antique.

"Yes, but I have some better looking one with more paintings in my private bedroom upstairs," Kyle answered me.

Hearing the word bedroom, I froze not liking where this was going.

"Okay," I responded nervously.

"Let me show you," Kyle told me as his hand gently touched my lower back. I nodded as I lowered my head nervous as hell.

Kyle started to exit the living room and I followed him holding the wine glass tightly within my hand.

"Aren't you going to taste some of the wine?" Kyle inquired me as he stopped at the stairs. "It's very fruity and tasty."

I sipped some but end up almost drinking the entire of it out of nervousness. I choked.

"I'm sorry," I apologized as I choked.

'It's okay," Kyle said to me as he rubbed my back very slowly.

"I'm fine now," I told him as I stopped coughing wanting his hand to move away from me.

I walked away from him leading the way like I knew the interior of his house. Kyle caught upon me and soon he was leading the way. My heart raced heavily within my chest that I felt it in my head the moment we stopped at a very large white door.

"It's the first I'm carrying someone within this section of the house," Kyle told me as he turned to face me with a smile.

I smiled back at him shyly. Kyle reached for my right hand and soon we were both entering his room. He turned on the light and my eyes widen by the beauty of the inside. It was filled with a lot of paintings, not only on the walls but resting on the side of the walls, antiques that seemed completed and uncompleted, and too there was a section where he painted. The only furniture inside was his bed covered in a dark blue sheet spread with pillows.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Kyle inquired me.

I nodded still staring around amazed.

Kyle turned to face me holding both of my hands staring into my eyes. I returned his stare.

"You know you're the first she-wolf I've told that I painted and made these antiques," Kyle told me.

I smiled feeling very important and special in what he was telling me.

"I don't know Nala but there's something about you that makes me feel like I can tell you anything," he told me.

"Really?" I said to him softly.

He nodded. We both remained to stare into each other eyes and soon I saw him moving closer to me.