The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 65

Chapter Twenty-nine

Kenna

Thinking back of the way he reacted and how he left without saying goodbye or bothered as I was the one who was supposed to drop him off—it's starting to tense me, more and more.

''Kenna,'' I turn around to see Lucas walking towards me with a smile plastered on his face; both of his green eyes are piercing deeply into mine without showing any signs of looking away in the nearest future. ''How you've been?''

My lips curve up into a smile, ''Fine. How about you? Still getting high demands?'' I ask, receiving a light chuckle from him as he shoves his hand into his coat's pocket.

''Can't run away from that,'' He grins, continuing to look at me as his mind wanders off to think. ''Is it too late to ask you out for lunch?'' His voice almost inaudible as the hallway is being filled with busy doctors and nurses walking around, tending to their patients.

''I just ate,'' I answer with a small smile on my face; it's not that I wouldn't want to have lunch with Lucas but something as simple as having lunch with him can lead into more—people might know that I'm married and he's aware of that but I fear being the one who might trip and fall.

''Ah . . . I really need to work on my timing, don't I?'' He asks, slightly squinting his eyes as we both break out into a laugh.

I shove both of my hands into my pockets before clearing my throat, ''Did you come to my department just to ask me out for lunch?'' My question came out a little bit more obvious than intended as he tries to hide away his embarrassment by smiling down at his feet.

''Isn't it obvious?'' He raises an eyebrow, ''Should've asked you sooner—probably a year or two sooner, maybe then . . . I'd consider it the perfect timing.'' He says, leaving me to understand the words he said, seeing as it had a different meaning.

I chuckle, ''You need to be twenty years sooner.''

His eyes widen before laughing, revealing his pearly whites. ''Yikes . . . I guess my time was long up, huh? Too bad,'' He continues to smile, leaving me to mesmerise just how his green eyes matches well with someone as attractive as him.

We both stare at one another, not uttering a single word afterwards as I'm deeply sinking in my own thoughts—wondering if things could really turn out to be different if I ever made different choices. What if mum chosen a different kindergarten? What if I didn't pursue to become a doctor? Those kind of questions will forever remain unanswered.

''I'll see you around, Lucas.'' I say as I smile before starting to walk away.

''Kenna!'' Lucas calls out my name, causing me to turn and see him standing in the middle of the hallway near the information counter where nurses have already looked up at him, ''My offer still stands . . . you know where to find me,'' He says with a grin, making me laugh before shaking my head and walking down the hallway.

I walk straight towards Albert's room, seeing him staring out the window which causes me to breathe out, knowing his thoughts are mostly filled to be about his late wife.

Slowly, I begin to knock onto the door as he turns to look at me—slight surprised to see my presence, ''Knock knock, Grumpy Pants. How are you today?'' I ask, a wide smile begins to appear on my face, trying to hide away the sadness overcoming me.

''Better now that you're here,'' He replies.

We both laugh, ''Here are your prescriptions for today . . . you know the rules, Albert.'' I say and he sighs, nodding his head but doesn't make any movement or glance to look at the pills.

''Deep in thoughts?'' I ask, trying to break the silence between us—it's always like this with him. We always have a session of pouring different kind of things daily, just to make sure that he's able to let someone know how he feels while I listen, considering him as an old friend. ''I heard about what happened when I was gone, do you want to talk about that?''

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My eyes fixed onto the ground in front of me as I am deeply buried in my own thoughts, holding the bread in my hands without having intentions to take a bite of it. Sitting alone on the bench at the hospital's park seems to be a great way to ease my tension but all I can feel is more and more stress radiating.

I lean back before looking up at the sky, seeing it blue and bright, hurting my eyes if I bother to stare any longer—making me drop my head in between my hands, closing my eyes.

''Is it still bothering you?'' I tense as I hear a familiar voice in front of me which causes me to look up, seeing an attractive figure looking back at me; his brown eyes lightening due to the sunlight.

The way his hair is messily being blown by the wind and how his eyes are never looking away from mine leaves me in oblivion, ''You're—you're here.'' I mutter under my breath.

Aidan takes a seat beside me, ''Can I be completely honest with you, Kenna?'' He asks.

My eyes wander away from his, scared of something he might say; something that might impact me in ways I can never explain but I brace myself for the worst as I nod, turning back to look at him, seeing him licking his lower lip, hesitating on whether it's best to say.

''I'm feeling something,'' He starts, gazing onto anything but me.

''Are you sick?'' I ask, earning myself a smile from him as he looks down at his pair of shoes while I think back of the words I said, was it enough to humour him as how it did? Then again, all I can sense in my voice was a slight concern.

''Perhaps. I'm not so sure myself,'' He replies as he lets out a deep sigh. ''There's this tingling, funny, feeling inside of me when I look at you. Something not easy to be explained but I'm aware of it, just not fully sure of how I feel towards it. I have to admit that I was jealous with Sam . . . I hated how you smiled when you talked to him even though I know that your smile is always that beautiful.''