Chapter 32: Just what you think
The tension in the living room took a different turn following Davis question. Silence engulfed them both as neither of them was willing to speak but is more concerned about gathering their emotions and thoughts.
Jessica shifted uncomfortably on his thigh but his grip was firm and his gaze on her was fixed on her without blinking it’s more like he wants to carve her into his memory but the more he looked at her, the more he feels she is familiar but the recollection—blurry.
Their sitting position is too ambiguous for her liking. She didn’t want to raise an unnecessary suspicion. Should anybody come into the living room and find her saddled tightly on his immobile leg will never believe anything she had to explain.
"Can you please... let me go", she said her voice coming out almost in a whisper as she twitched her body due to Davis’s restless hand. Jessica felt like slapping herself; it is clear that Davis was doing this on purpose but then her body is so sensitive to his touch, an experience he never felt with other male friends around her
"So tell me, are you scared?" He asked again with all seriousness.
His grip on her waist tightened lightly, almost as if he feared she would disappear the moment he let go. His gaze on her was intense and boring into her as though hoping to see through her heart with emotions undescribable swirling around in his deep brown eyes.
Jessica shrugged her shoulders, it is not as if she will change the signature on the marriage certificate.
Jessica averted her gaze on him but Davis wouldn’t have it. With his index finger, he lifted her chin lightly to meet his gaze . She felt her breathe hitch, his eyes like a whirlpool continuously drew her in.
Jessica couldn’t really understand why gazing into his eyes wil always mess up her senses and reasoning. No, she can’t let him, She refused to be bewitched, she swatted his hand away from her chin.
Jessica seeing his dazed look took the opportunity to pry his hand away from her waist and stand up but no matter how she tried, it wouldn’t budge. It is clear that Davis was doing this intentional but what did he stand to gain.
"Davis Allen! Are you planning to let me go or do you plan to clasp me here all night?" she asked with irritation, her heart pounded hard against her ribs as she plots her escape.