His Lovely Obsession novel Chapter 28

(Stacey)

She has been asking herself if Derick is just playing with her. Maybe he is just using her for his own sexual pleasure. He probably doesn't want her to see his face so he can easily leave her when he gets tired of her. She also thought of Nick Alcantara. He made a pass at her but after kissing her on the lips, he said he is not interested in her. Seems like Tyler is the only one who has good intentions but now she is doubtful. Maybe he just wants to woo her because she is like a challenge to him and once she says yes to him and he got what he wants with her, he would soon lose interest too.

She blinked twice to erase her thoughts and focused her eyes on Blake. They are on the dance floor. She whispered his name. He stopped moving and put a little distance between them so he can lower his head to look at her.

"Miss Hotness? What's wrong? Do you want to sit down?" he asked worriedly.

"No.."She chewed the bottom of her lip. "Y- You s-said before that if you don't have a girlfriend now, you would court me again. Did you mean that?" She asked him. Maybe she wants a sort of assurance that some men really like her for being her.

His eyes narrowed and his forehead creased. "Let's get out of here. There's a garden outside the bar, we can talk there. " he suggested before holding her hand.

Eve and Lance are dancing next to them . Blake tapped his cousin's shoulder before leaning down to whisper something. Her friend threw her a worried glance but Blake said something to her which she couldn't make out. After a few seconds,she finally nodded at them.

***

The air outside is a little chilly.

"Are you cold?" Blake asked while he removed his jacket and put it around her shoulders.

She thanked him. He then took hold of her hand again to lead her to a shade on the far left of the garden. When they reached it, he made her face him by gently turning her shoulders so they can look at each other's faces.

"We can talk in private here. So now Miss Hotness..what was your question again?" He cupped her chin with his right hand to raise her face.

"You heard me the first time.." she said before chewing the inside of her bottom lip. She doesn't want to repeat what she asked him because she's a bit embarrassed. She felt her cheeks turned pink.

He released a sexy smile. " And I thought alcohol makes people lose their inhibitions but you seem ill at ease. I wonder why." he joked.

She rolled her eyes and tried to remove his hand on her chin.

"Let's just go back inside. Forget it. " she said.

His eyes turned darker and his face became more serious "Why did you ask me that question Miss Hotness?"

She pouted. She has no choice. "What did you like about me?" she finally asked.

His lips twitched upwards to one side. "I think your question should be, what I like about you, because I still like you until now. " he said before framing her face.

She was like in a trance because she just stood there staring at him in disbelief.

"You are not only beautiful. There is something about you that draws men to you though I can't pinpoint what that is." he added , sounding serious.

She lowered her lashes.

" I haven't seen you drink a lot. What's wrong? Guy problems?"

She moistened her lips before she raised her eyes to his blue ones again. Before she can speak, he said, " You can tell me everything. I will listen."

She tried to hold the stare.

"I don't have any male friends so at this point, you are the only one I could ask. Please be honest with me. Am I not the type of girl who men want to have a serious relationship with?" she asked directly.

Blake's brows furrowed. "And what made you ask that question?" he sounds puzzled.

She bit her bottom lip instead of responding to him. After a few moments when he felt that she will not answer him, he uttered a bad word and pulled her closer to him by her arms.

"Only a fucked up whacko would think that of you! Look Stacey, I..." his frown deepened as if he thought of something which made him not continue what he was about to say.

He let go of her arms and raked his fingers through his hair. He looks uncomfortable.

"Blake? Is something wrong? What is it?" She asked him worriedly.

"We better go back inside. " he just said in little chilly voice.

Before she could open her mouth again, he made a gesture with his hand telling her to walk ahead of him. She just sighed and headed to the bar again.

Inside, Eve and her fiance stopped dancing and are already on the table. Blake pulled a chair for her and once she sat down, he got a chair for himself and sat next to her. She looked at his handsome face. She thought of flirting with him a little because as he said, he is harmless. Maybe it's wrong but she needs something to boost her ego. Images of Derick and Mr. Grumpy came inside her head so she she shook it to erase them.

To hell with them! She thought, feeling irritated.

"Give me some! " she instead said with a light laugh and got Eve's glass with vodka. She gulped the content.

Eve raised her brow but smiled. She just let her.

Her fiance, Lance chuckled before saying, " Wow! I haven't seen you drink so much alcohol Stacey!"

To others they probably look like a couple. Blake's eyes never left her pretty face as they sway to the slow music. When she felt that she can no longer bear his eyes on her, she asked him to go back to their table. She felt relieved that he agreed without any protest.

She finally realized one thing. She should not flirt with him. It will be playing with fire. Blake is very good-looking too and she can't afford to fall for him. He can't rekindle his feelings for her too because he has a girlfriend and a son already. She should keep that in mind.

***

Blake parked his car in front of her house. No one said a word during the drive but she knows that she has to apologize to him before she gets off.

"Thank you Blake and I'm sorry for what I did and said."

She heard him sighed.

"That's okay. I also want to say sorry if I said something inappropriate too. I had no intention of being fresh but I don't want you to be roaring drunk because of any man . Your beauty is not only skin deep Stacey. And whoever that dickhead is, forget him! You deserve someone better." Seriousness lies in his tone.

****

(Nick)

He had been trying to contact Stacey but she didn't pick up. He was aware that finding her from all the bars which she might go to is like wishing for the moon. He finally gave up after a few hours and decided to wait for her to come home. He had been waiting for about half an hour. His big bike is about 50 meters away from her house . He parked it behind a white van which is on the opposite side. He saw a car stopped in front of Stacey's house. His eyes narrowed when he remembered that the car belongs to one of the owners of the bar where Stacey works. He can't see the inside because the vehicle's windows are heavily tinted. Trying to keep his cool, he waited for them to get off but more than two minutes had passed still no one went out.

"FUCKING HELL!" he swore while gritting his teeth.

A lot of nasty things are playing inside his head.

What the fuck are they doing?--he asked himself angrily.

He got his phone from his pocket and dialed her number.

***

(Stacey)

" I think your phone's ringing." Blake told her before he reached for her bag which is on the backseat.

She said thank you to him and took out her phone . She chewed the inside of her bottom lip when she saw the caller.

Derick's number is flashing on her screen.