Chapter 189: An Idea- Oh No...
Late in the night, Nora and Demetri walked hand in hand along the pier, enjoying the fresh breeze, their steps in sync. Nora could not help but sigh. She’d already accepted that she’d fallen for this man and yet, seeing this romantic, laidback and funny side of him made her fall deeper. All day she’d been thinking on how to woo him and make him fall for her but instead, she was the one falling deeper and deeper.
And somehow she felt as if she did not have to make him fall for her. Her heart seemed to be sure that no matter how impossible it felt, how ludicrous it could be, maybe just maybe, Demetri also was in love with her. And that stupid belief made her want to confess her love to him right at this very moment. She trusted him that he would not break her heart
Taking a deep breath for courage, she opened her mouth to confess when suddenly a rowdy group of drunken youngsters stumbled out of a nearby shop, their laughter echoing like a cacophony of chaos. Demetri pulled her out of their way and as she heard random words and what they were talking about, Nora had a whimsical idea...
Like Nora, Demetri too had been gearing up to confess his feelings to Nora. He turned to watch the noisy spectacle and cursed in his heart, their romantic moment interrupted by the unexpected intrusion.
As he shook his head at the loss of a moment, he continued to walk ahead only to have his hand tugged at by Nora as she stood motionless.
He turned to her; eyebrows raised inquisitively. She wore a mischievous smile that warned him that she was up to no good... As Nora waggled her eyebrows and tilted her head in the direction that the rowdy people had gone to, as she made a pleading face...
"Do you want to start a brawl with those drunkards?" Demetri asked, half-serious, half-teasing. "Because I must say, that’s not the best idea. Drunk fights never end well."
Nora rolled her eyes and poked him in the arm," I am not looking for trouble. Didn’t you hear what they were talking about? I want to do that."
Demetri frowned, trying to think if he had heard them say anything specific... But nothing... Shaking his head, he tried to divert her attention, "I have no idea what they were talking about. But whatever it was, drunk ideas are never good. So, let’s not..."