Let’s Talk

“WHERE’S ISLA?” It was Becca’s words the moment she saw Apollo.
Apollo grimaced and arched his brow as he got her luggage.
“Why didn’t you bring—”
“Can’t you just get in the car and stop finding the person that is not here?”
Becca arched her brow. “That’s why I’m looking for her because she’s not here,” she replied and rolled her eyes.
Apollo sighed. “Can’t you just stop talking and walk silently?”
Becca scoffed and looked at him. “God gave me this…” she pointed her mouth, “—to have the freedom to speak,” she added.
Apollo pressed his lips and didn’t utter a word again until they stepped inside his car.
“Geez, I hate white cars,” Becca asserted as she put on her seatbelt.
Apollo couldn’t help but react. “You’re free to take the yellow cars,” he replied and started the engine.
“I’m tired. Just drive. I want to go home—”
“Sure—”
“I mean to your house, honey,” Becca said.
Apollo was stunned for a moment, and when he met Becca’s eyes, he didn’t know what to feel. It’s the first time that she has called him like that.
“Surprised?” Becca teased and let out a sly smirk.
Apollo sighed and was about to turn the steering wheel when Becca touched the bulk in his between, making him curse out loud and step on the break. “What the fuck?!” he yelled and looked at Becca,
Becca bit her lower lip and smiled. “Ops. Sorry, I thought it was nothing,” she replied in a mocking tone.
Apollo scoffed, then suddenly, an idea came across his mind. “If you want to touch it, just tell me, and I will take it off—”
“Sure, take it off then—”
“Don’t provoke me to do such a thing, Rebecca,” Apollo warned.
Becca burst into laughter. “Come on, I know you want it to—” she didn’t finish her words when she felt a warmth pressing on her lips.
Apollo unbuckled his seatbelt while kissing Becca.
Becca was surprised, but their lips started to move after a few moments. Apollo nibbled her lower lip. His hand cupped her right cheek to deepen the kiss. At the same time, his other hand went into her waist and gripped it a little tight.
Becca let out a soft moan when Apollo’s hand started to go upward and rest his palm above her left breast. Even if she wore a cloth, she could still feel the warmth of Apollo’s hands.
Apollo formed smirked and let go to gasp some air. Afterward, he buckled his seatbelt and sped away.
Becca bit her lower lip as she looked past through the window. 'Damn, self, why didn’t you control it?' she thought.
After that abrupt hot thing, silence filled the car. No one dared to talk until they arrived at the Peterson mansion.
The moment Becca hopped off the car, she saw Isla’s approaching her side.
Becca smiled widely when she saw how happy Isla was. And when her eyes darted into her big baby bump, she couldn’t help but shed tears. When her eyes met Apollo’s, she wiped her tears away.
“Rebecca!” Isla exclaimed and hugged her tight.
Becca hugged her back.
“I miss you, bestie,” Isla asserted, and when she let go, they flashed a smile at each other.
Becca’s eyes landed on her bump and unconsciously touched it. “Wow… it’s really real—ouch!”
Isla slammed the back of Becca’s head slightly. “Of course, it is. And my baby was inside. Anyway…” she enveloped her arm into Becca’s, “—Apollo already agreed that you will stay here—”
“Of course, why he wouldn’t?” Becca asserted and let out a meaningful smile. She glanced at Apollo, who was on her side. She arched her brow, which made Apollo shake his head and walk ahead of them.
“However, he will not gonna sleep here—”
“Oh, don’t believe that,” Becca cut off the hum of her words.
Isla frowned. “Why?”
Becca gazed at her. “Just,” she replied.
IN THE EVENING, it was six-thirty when Zero came.
“Hey,” he greeted his cousin, and Becca smiled.
“Good to see you, cousin. So, how’s the feeling?” Becca asked meaningfully.
Zero sat beside Isla on the couch. They looked at each other. “Wonderful,” he replied, but his gaze was fixed on Isla’s.
Becca couldn’t help but feel a romantic excitement for the both of them. “A dream come true, Isla?” she asked and smiled widely, making Apollo on the side scoff and roll his eyes.
However, Becca didn’t bother to glance at him.
Isla nodded, and suddenly, the maid called them for dinner.
Becca couldn’t help but smile while seeing Isla and Zero hold hands, walking towards the kitchen. The two were laughing, and Becca could see gentleness in Zero actions.
Suddenly, she gasped when someone touched her from behind. And when she turned, she saw Apollo equaled her pace.
“What the hell is your problem?” she asked but lowered the tone of her voice.
Apollo smirked but never bothered to shoot a glance at her. “We’re even,” he uttered and walked ahead of her, making Becca’s blood boils.
Slowly, a sly smirk formed on her lips.
They don’t talk too much while eating, and afterward, they go to their rooms. Isla and Zero were already legal to the family, so they shared a room. And for Becca, stayed in the guest room on the left wing of the Peterson’s house. Of all the guest rooms, she chooses the space that is near Apollo’s.
Huh, that jerk will see how I should punish him, she thought while she was fixing her luggage.
Supposed to be, she’s lying on the bed to take a nap, but she can’t help but remember the scene inside the car earlier. It seems like she wanted Apollo’s touch and kiss again.
She’d be lying if she didn’t feel lust earlier. Damn, she could feel that she was wet down there.
She put her undergarments inside the drawer and closed her luggage. Afterward, she went inside the bathroom to take a warm bath.
She badly needed to take a shower since she couldn’t sleep without letting the water drip into her body. And when she’s done, she wears gray pajamas and a white sleeveless. She smirked when she looked at her chest. She didn’t wear her bra.
She glanced at the digital clock on the table, and it was already ten in the evening. Guess people right now are already resting—especially those love birds on the right wing of the mansion.
Since she couldn’t still sleep, she decided to get out of her room and went down to drink some water. However, on her way to the kitchen, she saw Apollo. The man is just wearing white sand and a short, and it’s her first time seeing Apollo's ears like that.
“Where are you going?” She asked.
Apollo frowned and stopped a meter away from her. “Kitchen. How about you? Why don’t you take a rest—”
“I can’t sleep,” she replied and bit her lower lip when she saw how Apollo's gaze wandered into her body, particularly into her breasts.
She knew that her nipples were visible since she was not wearing a bra. To cut his fantasies, she walked past him and entered the kitchen.
Better play catches me, she thought.
Fuck his muscles! She exclaimed inside her head. It’s so perfect. I wonder what his body looks like when he’s naked? She thought and shook her head while she pulled the fridge door. She gets one plastic bottle of water and closes the fridge.
When she turned, she gasped when she saw Apollo.
“What are you still doing here?”
Apollo looked at her coldly. “Let’s talk,” he said and turned his back away from her.
Talk?
Where do they going to talk? Why are they walking toward his room?
“Hey, wait,” Becca uttered and grabbed Apollo in the arm, “—where are we going?” she asked.
Apollo arched his brow and looked at her coldly. “My room,” he replied.
Becca’s eyes widened. “Why? We can talk in the living room or the garden—”
“Do you want us to talk or not?” Apollo asked.
Becca let go of him and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Suddenly, she crept a smile on her face. “Hmm… I think this is not just about—”
“Don’t imagine things. This will be quick. Don’t get naughty. I don’t do virgins,” Apollo answered, and he knew it was below the belt. However, it’s all he knew to stop Becca from overthinking. As he thought the woman would get hurt, his lips parted slightly when Becca smirked.
“Really? Fine. Come on, let’s talk then,” she said and walked ahead. She stopped in front of Apollo’s room. She moved aside to let Apollo open it.
Apollo heaved a deep sigh and shook his head. This is how hard to deal with teens at this time, he thought.
Becca and Isla were alike in terms of their behavior.
They stepped inside, and Apollo closed and locked the door.
Becca smiled in her heart. Talk, huh? She thought. She’s confident enough that Apollo won’t let the temptation slip away.
So, if she dares to get naked in front of him, Apollo will get tempted. Just like what had happened at the airport, inside his car.
Becca roamed her eyes inside his room and couldn’t help but get astonished. His room is simple and masculine. Its interior shouts luxury.
She guessed she needed to celebrate since this was the first time that Apollo had let her inside his room and even entertained her.
“What’s wrong with the wind, Apollo? Why all of a sudden?” she couldn’t help to ask anymore.
Apollo sat on his bed and looked at her. She just stood there; arms crossed.
“Why did you kiss me? I thought you don’t want teens?”
Apollo frowned and sighed. “Do I need reasons? Why do you need an explanation?”
Becca scoffed. “So, what’s this talk all about?” she asked, sarcasm filling her voice.
“Why do you have to stay here? Your mother called me—”
“Mom called you? Why?” she cut him off from Apollo’s words.
Apollo arched his brow. “Because she wanted you to go home, yet you insisted on staying here,” he replied.
She unclasped her arms and walked closer to him, then sat on the other side. “Dad is there, and I don’t want to see him,” she replied.
“Why?”
“I still hold the grudge.”
“You can choose your own dreams—you’re old enough to choose which path you need to take. It would be best if you didn’t let your father dictate to you what you need to do,” he asserted.
Becca heaved a deep sigh and leaned backward as she stared at her feet. “It won’t be that easy,” she replied.
“Why? There’s nothing impossible if you choose to fight for it—”
“You don’t understand, and you’re out of it,” Becca replied and glanced at him. “Is this the talk that you want?” She let out a sarcastic laugh. “You just waste my time and effort in going here—”
“Call your mother and tell her to stop bugging me with your whereabouts. You may leave,” Apollo asserted as he walked towards the bathroom, making Becca’s eyes grow bigger in surprise, and she jerked backward when she heard the loud bang of the bathroom door.
What was that?
What’s wrong with him?
Her thoughts are haywire now. Confused about Apollo’s attitude.
She has a strong feeling that it’s not about her mother whom he wants to talk about. She sighed. Guess she needs to wait for him.
She then stood up and walked towards the balcony of Apollo’s room. She pulled back the curtain and pushed the sliding door to the side as she stepped on the balcony.
The fresh air enveloped her body and slapped her face. She smiled as she looked up at the sky. The stars are glimmering, and it seems like they’re shouting hope. The night was beautiful as the sky was clear. The moon is smiling at her and beams its light to the whole place. She walked forward and leaned on the railings. She looked down and saw the circular driveway of the Peterson. The fountain in its center gives a royalty vibe. The blooming flower with different fragrances enveloped the whole place.
She couldn’t help but flash a smile.
God’s creations are beautiful.
She embraced herself when the wind blew strongly. She smiled and was about to turn when she felt the warmth from the embrace of the person behind her.
“Let’s stay like this for a while,” Apollo whispered. His warm breath touches her skin, making her close her eyes.
After a few moments, Apollo let her turn and face him.
Apollo never hesitates to brush his lips into hers. His right hand went into her waist and pulled her closer to deepen the kiss.
On this very night, the stars and the moon witnessed their kiss.