Bound To Him

Ava walked towards his car nervously. She's never snuck out like this before and she was wondering why he was out to see her at this hour.

Tristan was irrational when it came to Ava, he couldn't believe that he was outside her house right now, just like a high school student waiting for his crush to peer outside her window. But he couldn't stop himself because he needed to see and talk to her. That man she drove off with this morning made him very jealous.

He did not think that she would come out and see him, it made him very anxious. But he was going to wait all night if that's what needed to be done to see her. He knows that he won't be able to sleep without seeing Ava.

He got out of the car when he saw her walking towards him, opening the door for her so she could sit inside the warm car with him. He was wearing one of his unreadable expressions, and Ava did not know how to gauge the situation, was he mad at her? 

She slid inside the back of the car, and Tristan followed her to sit next to her.

They just stared at each other for a while, she was waiting for him to say something because he was the one who invited her to talk to him. 

She was getting more nervous with the silence, so she asked, "Are you angry? Is that why you're here?" Tristan was never quiet when he was with her, initiating her into different topics all the time and him not talking was unnerving. Was he mad that she did not accept his proposal as quickly as he wanted?

"I do not know, you tell me, should I be?" Tristan questioned.

While he was staring at her, he noticed that her hair was still wet, which meant she just had a bath and the smell of her shampoo was intoxicating, roaming his eyes on her body he noticed that she was wearing pajamas with strawberries printed on them, and it made him smile.

He did not expect her to be so conservative in choosing her nightdress, it was kind of childish, and she looked cuter than before. He wanted to pounce on her and kiss her right then and there for being so cute. He wondered what she was wearing under all that.

It was torture for him to control himself after seeing her and not do anything.

The print on her pajamas made her look like a high school student, which made him realize how big their age difference was. Suddenly he felt guilty for calling on a young woman to meet him at this time.

But his desire to see her took precedence, which pushed back the other thoughts to the back of his head.

"So, that's a yes, right? You are angry," Ava was sure of it now, but Tristan did not reply and kept quiet.

"Tell me why you are angry?" Ava asked.

"Are you seriously asking me?" Tristan mocked her.

"Okay, so it is because I did not accept your proposal?

I did not answer your calls?" she kept looking at him, trying to get a clue on why he was mad, but his face was unreadable. He didn't even acknowledge if anything she said was true.

She did not like that he was ignoring her, "If it's not those two, then I don't know. Why don't you just tell me?" she asked dejectedly.

Tristan looked at her angrily, then turned towards the window.

"Tristan …," she whined, placing her hand on his arm and pouting, "You're not supposed to ignore me," pulling his arm toward her because he kept on staring away from her.

He softened after hearing her whine to him, he could never stay angry at her. He knew he was being unreasonable, but he just loved her so much, and he wanted her to feel the same way about him already.

With a sigh, he turned towards her, taking her hands in his when he noticed they were ice cold. "Your hands are very cold. Why did you not wear a jacket before coming out?" he said as he rubbed her hands to warm them.

"I was in a hurry to see you. You said you were going to stay here all night," she complained because it was his fault that she became frazzled.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. Next time do not forget to wear a jacket. I will wait here all night, you don't need to worry about me," he consoled her.

"Tristan, I didn't mean to ignore your calls," she said. He looked at her waiting for her to continue.

She started getting nervous again because of his stare, "Your...your proposal was unexpected, and I did not know how to react," she said.

"I understand. I'm ready to give you time, but please don't ignore me. I can't stand it," he said helplessly.

"It's just been a few days, I just need a little more time," she felt bad that she couldn't give the answer he wanted right now. 

"I get anxious when I do not see you," Tristan said softly.

"Here's what I'll do, I promise to answer your calls whenever I can, and I'll text you if I can't talk," Ava said to cheer him up.

He was happy with her response, then he remembered that man picking her up today. He thought about bringing it up for a second, but then he did not want to spoil the mood. She had agreed to answer his calls, and for now, that was enough for him. Plus, he might just be one of her friends, so he decided to forget him for now.

Tristan touched her cheek, she was so beautiful, and as he leaned closer, her sweet fragrance beckoned to him. He could not help himself, he was losing control as he inhaled one more time and then it felt like someone else was in control as he touched his lips to her neck.

Ava gasped, "Tristan ….", she felt an electric shock course through her body, starting from where his lips touched her. Then he started trailing kisses up and down and her neck. 

"Stop… please…," she pleaded. He came to his senses and sat back trying to calm himself a little before he spoke, he did not know what came over him. He just wanted to sniff her, and he lost control.

He looked at her, embarrassed by what he did, and he noticed her flushed face. It seems like he was not the only one affected.

"I'm sorry," he said, looking at her, but she had her head bent down, "I did not know what came over me," still she wouldn't look up at him.

"Ava…" he called out to her hoping she would look at him. She lifted her head slowly while biting her lips. She felt very shy because a little part of her liked what he did, and she did not know if that was appropriate.

Tristan remembered that she was still cold, so he removed his jacket and placed it on her shoulders, he wanted to make her stay with him a little longer but he knew that he shouldn't keep her out for too long because if her parents find out, then it won't be good for both of them.

He tucked one of her wayward hairs behind her ears which made her look at him again, she noticed only tenderness in his face. 

"I love you," he reminded her, but she still felt uncomfortable because she still had no answer for him.

He kissed her forehead, "Go home and remember what you promised me," he said as he got out of the car and opened the door for her.

"I will," she said as she headed to her house.

He stood outside his car to watch until she got in. He didn't want her to leave him, but at least he got to see her.