Chapter 120: Only For A Week
Riven’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson, the heat of his embarrassment coursing through him like wildfire. He only realised now what Ronan meant. How could he- name him something like that!
With a swift motion, he pushed himself up and away from Ronan, his movements hurried and slightly clumsy. His fingers fumbled as he adjusted his disheveled clothing, smoothing out the creases and tugging at the hem of his shirt and buttoning his pants as if that could erase what had just transpired.
Without meeting Ronan’s gaze, Riven turned on his heel and began to walk away, his strides brisk and purposeful. The cool night air brushed against his heated skin, providing a stark contrast to the warmth that had enveloped him moments before.
Ronan, still lying on the ground, watched Riven’s retreating figure with an amused glint in his eyes. His own clothing was in a state of disarray, but such trivial matters held no concern for him.
What mattered was the man walking away from him, the man who had unknowingly reignited a spark within him. A slow, genuine smile spread across Ronan’s lips as he propped himself up on his elbows, taking a moment to appreciate the situation.
But he wasn’t about to let Riven slip away so easily. With a fluid motion, Ronan rose to his feet, his movements graceful despite the disheveled state of his attire. He began to follow Riven, his long strides effortlessly closing the distance between them.
The chase was on, and Ronan relished the thrill of it. He was a predator, after all. There was something invigorating about pursuing Riven, about the playful cat-and-mouse dynamic that had developed between them. It was a game, yes, but it was also more than that. It was a dance of emotions, of unspoken words and lingering glances.
Riven, hearing the approaching footsteps, glanced over his shoulder and felt a surge of competitive spirit.
He quickened his pace, his feet hitting the ground with increased urgency. The garden’s path stretched out before him, illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the trees.