BASHing Trinity novel Chapter 11

TRINITY

A heat creeps on my cheeks when Bash pulls himself away from me.

I'm sure my lipstick smears over my lips. I bite my lower lip to avoid trembling. What was I thinking kissing Bash again? And this time in the office building.

It never occurs to me to have a relationship with my boss or worst my best friend. But it always been a part of my dreams to get his attention.

Does he even want to start a relationship with me? And is there anything he wants more than just those kisses?

God! I'm in so much trouble. I tilt my chin up to see Lizzy's grinning at me. My brows furrow with confusion.

"Well, aren't you two lovely?" Lizzy chirps.

My jaw almost drops. I feel a possessive hand on my waist that makes me stiffen, though I know whose hand belongs to.

This is so awkward.

His sister just caught us kissing in the hallway.

"Do you want something, Lizzy?" Bash asks. I can't even feel or hear any regrets in his voice.

Lizzy giggles crossing her arms over her chest as she glances at us with satisfaction. "You two need to do that inside the office and not here in front of dad's office."

"It's not what you think, Lizzy." I move closer to her and try to explain, but I have nothing in my freezing brain right now. I sigh helplessly.

"Oh, K. I don't need your explanation. In fact, thank God, you two finally figure it out. What took you two so long to finally realize that you two belong together?" she gushes with full of enthusiasm.

"Lizzy, enough of that," Bash stops his sister, grabs my hand, and walks away from her.

"K, well talk later!" Lizzy yells as I follow Bash's quick pace.

"Okay!"

"Bash, stop!" I pull off my hand back from his grip.

He stops and glances at me. I squeeze my eyes shut as I take a deep breath to calm my racking nerves and slow down my frantic heartbeat. I open my eyes and try to focus on what should I say and not how my heart is beating.

"We can't do that again, Bash. That was a terrible mistake to let you kiss me and kiss you back. It has to stop." I feel bad because I love how we kissed, and it's a dream comes true that he finally kissed me.

I've been dreaming all these years, and technically, I'm single right now, but I don't know why I am having these feelings that I should not be glad about it. Perhaps, we're friends, he's my boss, my best friend's brother, and I value the friendship I have with him, with his sister and with his family.

If I have to continue doing this, I have to put everything at risk; my family connection with Hughes and his mom is Mom's best friend.

I've been avoiding him this weekend because I have to choose our friendship over my feelings and over how much I love the kisses we shared. It kept me wide awake these past two nights.

The two kisses that we shared were the best kisses I've ever had.

"Trinity, please? You've been avoiding me this weekend." Bash's voice pulls me out of my deep thoughts.

"We can't do that again," I remind him again, press my lips together, and look at him on his beautiful eyes.

I need to be straight with him but it's killing me deep inside because this is not what my heart says.

I love him so much since I found out I have a heart. Even I was with Oli I never forgot Bash no matter how I've been broken because of him.

I should be celebrating that we finally back together and somehow, he finally sees me. But it doesn't feel right.

"Is that what your heart speaks Trinity?" I know he's not pleased with my decision clenching his jaw.

All I can do is nod.

"I want you to say it," he says quickly.

I bite my lip because I feel it starts to tremble. My eyes sting, but I try hard to control not to cry in front of him.

I take another deep breath. "Yes, that's what I want," I say it looking straight into his eyes.

He breaths shakily. His face turns red and his nose is flaring with anger. "You're a terrible liar, Trinity. Don't you dare lie to me again? I've known you since we started to walk, and I know how you feel about me."

I shake my head repeatedly to tell him he is wrong. "You don't know anything about me anymore. We've been away for years and things had changed between us. I'm not the old Trinity that you knew. I'm not the weak and coward Trinity that you used to bully. And I don't know anything about you too, Bash. We're both different people now."

He has no idea that I'm still the old Trinity by heart, the old Trinity who is crazy over him, who looked up the sky every night in my bedroom window, wishing that Bash would notice me and he would smile at me and kiss me. I did that every night before I went to sleep. I believe that there were stars that fell every night, but I couldn't just see them. So I did that because I read in some books that it would make your dream comes true.

"Is it because of him?" There's a hesitation in his voice as if he's ashamed.

"He won't come back, Bash. I accepted that fact already, and I can't just live in my past. He won't be happy if I keep on sulking because of his death."

He presses his lips into a thin line as he shakes his head. "He's not what I'm talking about, Trinity."

My brow cocks. "Then who?"

He groans and looks pissed. "That Indian guy."

I'm beyond confused. "Indian guy?"

"Yes, Trinity. What's his name? Banshee, Shanvi, Rashid?"

I burst into a laugh. I instantly cover my mouth when I realize my voice echoes in the entire hallway. I scan around to see if anyone is watching us.

"You mean Ranjiv? And what about him?" I ask, still laughing at him.

He shoots me a glare. Jesus, he looks hotter when he's glaring. He doesn't look amused, though.

"Lizzy told me that that guy asked you out." He throws his words annoyingly.

I laugh again, then bite my bottom lip. I feel suddenly self-conscious when his gaze falls to my lip.

I clear my throat. "I will desiccate your sister's ovaries. She's playing with us because Ranjiv didn't ask me out, and she knows it. She will pay for this." I groan and start walking away from him, but he won't just let me go. He grabs my hand before I can get far from him.

I look down at our hands then up at his beautiful face.

"So, it's not true, huh?" he seems to find it hard to believe that I am not dating Ranjiv.

I shake my head before I hear footsteps approaching, and speaking of the devil.

"K, thank God I found you here!" Ranjiv's strong Indian accent catches my attention.

"You're looking for me?" I pull my hand from Bash's grip.

"I called you, but you didn't pick up. So I decided to look for you instead," Ranjiv responds, arching his thick brows at me.

I know what he's trying to say. Bash fakes a cough.