Chapter 40: Twisted Heart

< Shirley >
"What is it?" I asked, getting anxious.
Dylan feigned innocence and scratched the back of his head. "I can't exactly remember in which drawer I kept it." When he noticed me huffing at his answer, he looked at a certain place and said, "Uh-huh, finally found you. I can't even remember when I bought this."
Dylan then took out another big box from his other drawer. He presented me with two different boxes. One was very small, while the other one was a big box, and I already felt like I knew what the big box had inside it.
I started grinning as soon as my eyes fell on the name of the chocolate brand. It was one of my favorite chocolate brands, Godiva. Damn, I love them. How did he even know? Or was he stalking me?
Then I recalled that I was the one who told him that I liked this chocolate brand the most, and he remembered. Wow.
"Aww, thank you. You are the best," I let out, wanting to pull him into a hug again but I wanted to have those delicious chocolates at first.
Dylan rolled his eyes.
I opened the little white box which looked elegant from outside. My jaw touched the ground when my eyes fell on the blue crystals. It was a sapphire heart-shaped diamond bracelet. I wanted this so bad, but the shops had run out of stocks. Plus, very few were made of this design. It was extremely rare.
It was simple yet elegant, something which was easy to wear and matched with every outfit. If someone thought that I was going to reject the bracelet because it seemed very expensive, then one couldn't be any more wrong. Because even though Dylan was filthy rich, my family wasn't poor either.
"Oh, my God!" I squealed as I took it out of the box and started admiring it.
"You think it's nice? I think it looks lame. Sienna made me buy this last year, in case I needed to give it to someone. Back then I thought this was useless. But I guess, everything has its own value when their time comes," Dylan explained, even though I didn't question him.
I could feel that it was a sign of Dylan Lewiston feeling shy. He was just too adorable sometimes, which he had no idea of.
I spoke up, "Sienna is awesome! She has a great choice." I chose not to embarrass him as he was being polite.
He put his hands in his pocket and breathed out, "Well, thank you. By the way, I was the one who chose it and Sienna was the one who sent those chocolates for me."
Giving a curt nod, I decided to try on the bracelet. When I was trying on the bracelet, suddenly something occurred to me. This was the first thing he ever gave to me...
Well, the second thing actually. He gave you his jacket too, poked my subconscious.
Could my damn subconscious stop spoiling my moments? Anyway, now that my subconscious mentioned it, I needed to give his jacket back. I didn't think he wanted it back though, rather he would make fun of me.
You need to give it back, urged my subconscious again.
That didn't matter at this moment. All that mattered was that he gave me this as a reward for getting a job. But this bracelet was different. Of course, chocolates too. It was from him after all.
I happily put on the bracelet on my left wrist. I grinned to myself. I couldn't figure out the strange pleasant feeling I have been getting lately whenever I was with him. My heart has been on a rampage recently. It wouldn't just calm down. Why was I feeling this way?
"You really like it, don't you?" Dylan asked, snapping me out of the trance.
I flashed him a smile after humming in response and started opening the Godiva chocolate box.
As soon as those delicious chocolates came into my view, I couldn't resist the temptation and popped one of them in my mouth.
It tasted heavenly.
I moaned at the pleasure of chocolate melting in my mouth. The blast of flavor in my mouth made me feel so good. It was definitely good for releasing stress. I devoured the chocolate slowly. I felt like I was swimming in a river of milk chocolate. I was so into the chocolate, I didn't even notice Dylan staring at me until my eyes fell on him.
When I caught him, he chuckled.
I raised my eyebrows, asking him with my facial expression what happened.
He shook his head lightly and mumbled, "You are such a kid."
I laughed at his words and continued savoring the taste of chocolate in my mouth.
"Since you're done eating the piece of chocolate, I will take the box back then," Dylan said all of a sudden and tried to grab the chocolate box.
"Excuse me, what did you say?" I stopped him by holding the box close to my chest.
"Just what you heard. This chocolate box is for me. Sienna sent those for me, not you. They are mine," he complained like a kid.
"And you call me 'kid'. We can see who is the kid here." I scoffed and stuck out my tongue at him.
"Well, you excuse me. I didn't give the whole chocolate box to you. Just one piece of chocolate from it." He frowned after saying that, which I found adorable.
Aww... So cute.
Fucking shut up, mind.
I questioned him, "So, are you gonna give me one blue diamond from the bracelet and keep the rest with you?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"What would I do with a bracelet? It is utterly useless to me. What I want are the chocolates," Dylan replied, eyeing the box, which I held tighter than before.
"You can't take back anything once you have given it to someone else," I protested, leaving no space to argue anymore.
His head fell down in despair. "No, my chocolates..." He grieved, trying to reach out for it dramatically. But suddenly his head rose up. "But no worries. I will just tell Sienna to bring me more."
"Why don't you just buy it yourself?" I gave him a suspicious look.
"I don't know where to find it―" he paused for a second and bit his tongue before he blurted out anything else, "I meant that I don't have the time to go and buy these things, you know."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, sure. Whatever."
Seriously, Dylan didn't know where to find chocolates. Could he get any more ignorant?
"If you don't have time at all, how did you buy this bracelet?" I asked, arching an eyebrow as soon as this question came into my mind.
"There is a term known as 'online shopping'. Ever heard of it?" he let out, sarcasm dripping from his tone.
"Well, if you are so well-known about online shopping, didn't you know you could buy chocolates from there as well?" I retorted back, which made him feel like a bucket of realization was splashed over his face.
The color drained out of his face as he froze for a few seconds. "Shoot, that never occurred to me," Dylan cursed himself.
I burst into fits of laughter. I was laughing so hard that I could fall off the chair at any moment. I stood up and continued laughing, walking all around the room like a maniac. Whereas, Dylan just mourned at his own stupidity.
"How did I get so stupid?" He banged his balled fist on the desk. His actions made me laugh even more.
As people say, 'Anything too much isn't good for health'.
When I was laughing at his desk, my heel bent and I lost my balance. I closed my eyes, ready to bash my head on the glass desk. I tried to grab something to save myself from the fall.
"Woah, woah, be careful." I heard Dylan say in a concerned voice. I opened my eyes to realize I fell on top of Dylan who was sitting on his chair. Phew!
I got lucky as I slipped near him, otherwise, I would be bleeding to death by now because that would have been a nasty fall.
My hands were on his shoulders and my face was really close to him. His hands were secured around my waist, trying to save me from slipping.
Why the hell was I getting so close to him today? This was the second time today, I was so close to him. Was destiny plotting against me?
"Are you okay? Did you twist your ankle or something?" Concern flashed in his eyes while he continued questioning me. 'Do you need a doctor?"
You might have twisted my heart.
Just shut the fucking hell up, subconscious.
Clearing my throat, I answered politely, "No, I guess, I'm fine. Thank you for saving me." I tried to get up but I slipped again, and that was the worst time to slip.
I almost kissed him on the lips. Almost. But my lips did touch his lips, not completely though. My heart skipped a beat and the tingly sensation in my stomach blasted off.
I immediately reverted back and stood up straight. I was damn sure that I was blushing like crazy. I cleared my throat and tried to speak. "Uh―I―I didn't―"
"If you're so eager to kiss me, you could just say, you know?" Dylan uttered with a smug look on his face as if it didn't affect him at all. Of course, it wouldn't. Either he knew how to hide it well or he was used to it.
"Like you would let me." I scoffed and looked away, trying to hide my rosy cheeks.
"You never know. I might." As soon as he said that, my head snapped in his direction.
Was that supposed to be a joke?
Sighing, I ignored his comment and walked away from him. I promised myself that I would never get up from the seat while laughing. Accidents like this might occur.
"As you are already done, so why don't you leave?" Dylan said.
I forced a smile on my lips and said, "Thank you for the gifts."
"Just a plain thank you? Nothing else?" he questioned me.
"What else do you want? Do you want me to write a 'thank you' letter?" I raised an eyebrow, stuffing the bracelet box in my purse. Even though I was in the process of being able to understand him, words like that would never get through me.
"You know it better than me." He shrugged.
I thought for a while before an idea came into my head.
"Do you want me to express my thankfulness by words?" I asked him.
"That's your wish." He rolled his eyes and opened his laptop to start working.
I let a small smile take over my lips and walked closer to Dylan.
"Wha―?" He was cut off when a pair of lips touched his left cheek.
Yes, I kissed his cheek. Not surprising. It was normal, right? I had no other ulterior motives, I swear.
"Actions speak louder than words." I winked at Dylan who was utterly shocked. But his shock didn't last long.
He put on a smug grin on his face, asking, "You really are eager to kiss me, huh?"
"As if." I scoffed and took my belongings before leaving. "Goodbye, Dylan." I flashed him a last smile and closed the door behind me.
As soon as he was out of sight, heat rushed to my cheeks. I touched my cheeks and tried to get rid of blush. It was supposed to be normal for God's sake! Why the heck do I feel so weird?
I touched my lips, feeling his lips on mine. Even if our lips touched for a split second, it felt mesmerizing. His lips were so soft and delicate. Our lips touched didn't mean we kissed or anything. Yet the goosebumps I got were no joke either.
I never felt this way. I didn't even get these types of feelings when I had my first kiss either. Everything was so different with him. My heart goes all crazy around him too.
I never knew a simple kiss on the cheek could feel so special to me. The moment my lips made a contact with his cheek, I felt electricity pass through me.
Did Dylan have a loose electric wire on his body?
Maybe.
No, he must have it.
Every time I was close to him, my twisted heart wouldn't just listen to me and go on a marathon. I hated that feeling so much.