Healing the Ruthless Alpha novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

I was happy but I didn’t think Cahir was impressed. Who knew something as simple as ice cream could make me feel this way? After I went through a tub of ice cream while Cahir watched, he asked if I wanted more. He shouldn’t have because I knew I shouldn’t have more but it didn’t stop me from wanting more. With his prompt, I decided to have a cone which I carried along with me as he got some clothes to change into.

After we visited two stores and couldn’t find anything that fit his taste, he started to get huffy. Unfortunately, this was an island and because of their festival most shops were closed and the ones open catered to tourists. They stocked colourful attires. There were very few suits on display but none fit him- well, there was one but it was a bright lemon that made him flinch. No dress shirts, no black trousers and thus nothing of his taste. I’d been nursing my ice cream but it was starting to melt and create a mess but it pained me to see it go.

“You can get another one.” Cahir caught me looking longingly at the mess of strawberry ice cream coating my fingers.

“No, I -” I looked around the store. There was only the manager and the sales attendant trying to find something for Cahir to take with him. Would it be too shameful to lick my fingers?

“Don’t lick your fingers,” he warned. How did he – Did he secretly have mind reading abilities?

“You – How are you reading my thoughts?” I demanded, biting into the ice cream cone.

“I’m not a mind reader but you have a loud face.” I touched my face, feeling insulted. What did it mean to have a loud face? “By that I mean your face tells everything you’re thinking.”

Oh – Why did I have to have such an expressive face?

“It’s not a bad thing to have an expressive face but it’s going to fuck you over during negotiations.” He spread his legs, dug his elbows into his thighs and clasped his hands. “I remember telling you that you need to work on your deception.”

Before I could respond to that, the sales attendant and her manager brought over a couple of items for him to try on. Even before they got to us with their selection, Cahir already wore a look of disgust.

“These are – These are the least colourful clothes we have, sir. This – Avron Mall is geared towards tourists and this – this is the kind of things they like.” The manager held up a couple of blue and green shorts. They were indeed less colourful than the array of colour-blinding outfits we’d checked out so far. “They’re pretty,” I mumbled, looking at the shorts.

Blue and green were two of my favourite colour but what made them pretty was thinking of how Cahir would look in such short shorts. I pressed my lips together so he wouldn’t read the perverse thoughts running through my mind. Thinking of his muscular thighs on display made me make a weird face.

“You’re terrible at this.” He chuckled and I blinked.

The sound – the sound did funny things to my stomach and when I looked at his face, I was surprised to see he had a dimple on his left cheek. It made me blink more times, like a fool. He looked like a whole different person when he chuckled and smiled like that and the feeling I got then – it was weird, not unpleasant but it made me uncomfortable and self-conscious.

“What is it?” The smile disappeared from his face, replaced with a look of concern. To my surprise, I struggled to look up at his face. The feeling in my guts intensified and heat spread through my insides.

What the fuck was happening to me?

“My stomach feels funny,” I confessed to Cahir with the sales attendant and the manager listening in. “Maybe – Maybe I had too much ice cream.” “Do you need a doctor?” I looked away from his face.

What – what was this sudden weird feeling and why did it keep getting worse the more his face drew closer to mine?

‘You want to kiss him,’ Asena butted into my tumultuous thoughts with a giggle. “Ah – I see.” Cahir smiled again as if Asena had addressed him directly. My heart stuttered. His smile widened.

“Umm – Alpha ?” The manager drew our attention back to him. “Do you – Do you want them?”

“I’ll have them all,” he said with a wolfish grin that had the manager nodding in alarm. Again, I cursed my face for being so darn expressive.

“I – Cahir is here so I’m fine now,” I answered, rubbing my neck.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.