He first takes me to meet his mom, introduces me as his wife, have lunch with me in between the field of dandelions making my heart go crazy with love for him only to forget me completely once we come back.

What is his problem? Why can't he make up his fucking mind? Why does we have to go round and round in circles...I start to feel like our relationship is progressing, that we have some chance and then he goes to a reset mode, ignoring me and being a jerk like he used to be.

All these thoughts made me feel so sick that I couldn't bear to sit any longer in the office, I had to leave. And Zeke being the sweetest, allowed me to leave immediately but then Elysian didn't pick up his phone. I tried. I tried thrice.

So I left. Alone. Took a cab to his penthouse. And that was a huge mistake.

"Do you have any idea what I went through in the past twenty minutes?" I have never seen him sound so pissed off and it was scary but I didn't show it.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't know. How am I supposed to know?"

He looked like he wanted to hug me and kill me at the same time. "I fucking lost my mind thinking something happened to you!"

And covering the distance between us, his lips descended on mine in a punishing kiss.

Maybe I saw that coming already or maybe it was supposed to happen one day or maybe it was the burning tension between us that I kissed him back immediately and desperately, holding his shoulders to support myself.

He tasted like fire, burning me with his flames but there's beauty in the flames and I love it. I love him. And his everything.

We were kissing for a second before I felt his body go rigid and his lips stopped moving as if he didn't know what to do suddenly.

No. He can't label it as a mistake now. We have come too far for that.

I pulled back slightly, enough for our lips to just graze. His eyes were closed and he was frowning hard. "Please", I whispered desperately. "Please, Elysian, kiss me."

His eyes fluttered opened and gazed into mine with so much intensity that I felt a dip in my stomach.

"I..." He looked lost for words and his eyes flickered down to my lips. "I don't...I..."

He had this helpless look on his face. "I don't know...I have never...kissed anyone before..." And he shut his eyes firmly as if embarrassed.

Warmth spread through my whole body realising I'm his first kiss and I remembered all those moments where he was uncomfortable to see me in a bikini or how he blushed whenever I said something inappropriate and I cupped his cheek. "Elysian...are you a virgin?"

His jaw clenched and he licked his lips and nodded.

I'm his first kiss. And hopefully his first other things too.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and proceeded to pull back but I grabbed his collar and pulled him closer.

I wanted to tell him that I love him and I don't fucking care if he is inexperienced.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter." And I kissed him again, this time more firmly and passionately.

It took him a couple of seconds to react and then very slowly his lips started to move against mine in a very unsure manner.

When I didn't back down and continued to kiss him not giving a fuck if he never kissed before, he placed his palm on my lower back pulling me closer and he kissed me back hard.

My fingers tangled themselves in his hair, tugging at it making him groan softly into the kiss.

My tongue sweeped across his bottom lip demanding access and he slowly parted his mouth and my tongue slid inside his mouth causing his arm to hold my waist firmly, his other hand around my shoulders.

I wanted him so much but knowing taking this further won't be right at the moment so instead I took the opportunity to explore and taste his mouth.

His tongue slid against mine making me moan and tug harder at his hair.

When it became difficult to breath, only then Elysian forced back himself, breathing heavily, his lips swollen and hair messy. Overall, he looked like mine.

His cheeks were red and so was his ears and he refused to make eye contact with me.

"You better be not regretting it or I will kill you with your own gun and then throw your body into the river." I threatened and his lips twitched and he bit his lips but smiled eventually, his eyes still lowered.

"And we need to have a talk." I made him sit on the couch and climbed over his lap, straddling him, his eyes widening in surprise.

"What are you--"

I pressed my finger against his lips silencing him. "I am not going to have sex with you, not yet so relax." And God bless his sweet soul, he blushed harder. "I just need to clear a few things."

"One: you are not going to avoid me again, okay?" He nodded hesitantly. "Second: you are not going to be that pissed off with me ever again because...that was scary."

Guilt etched over his face and his fingers grazed my cheek. "I'm sorry. I was just so worried and scared."

My palm covered his fingers that were touching my face making him cup my cheek. "It's okay. And the third and the most important thing: I am not judging you for being inexperienced. On the other hand, I feel very special instead that I got the honour to be your first kiss."

"I am guessing this wasn't your first kiss though." There was a hint of jealousy in his voice.

I smiled sheepishly. "Well...you see...um..."

His eyes narrowed. "Tell me, have you ever kissed Zeke?"

I gave him a blank look and slapped his chest. "Again Zeke! Of course not! I have never kissed him, I had plenty of men to kiss other than him."

That didn't help as he frowned and pouted angrily. "Plenty of other men..." He repeated in a low voice, jealousy dripping in his tone.

I leaned forward and pecked his adorable pout. "Don't need to be jealous, dear husband. The last time I was with someone is more than many months ago." And I grinned widely. "Now, I am all yours."

He kissed the tip of my nose, his fingers stroking my neck. "Yes, you are mine now. And I am yours."

I giggled like a teenager on hearing that. God, I love this man.

"I have a question though." I raised my hand. "Again, I am not judging you, I am just curious."

"You can ask me anything, Farren."

"So...I was wondering...how come you have never kissed anyone before? Why did you never have a girlfriend? I mean look at you..." I said truthfully.

"I wasn't like this always..." He admitted in a soft, sad voice. "I...love ice cream since always so I was kinda fat when I was a kid and for that I was bullied a lot in the school causing me to turn... insecure about my body. And even though after puberty I started to lose weight but I couldn't gather enough courage to get myself a girlfriend and well...no one approached me either."

"Do you know the addresses of those people? I just want to have talk with them."

He chuckled loudly. "No, Farren...I don't. It's okay, they were all kids too, they didn't know what they were doing."

"No!" I whined. "You aren't supposed to be so pure! Let's go take revenge on them."

He smiled widely this time with his teeth on display and his eyes crinkled and for a second I stopped breathing cause his smile was so pretty. "It's okay, wifey. I don't want to talk about them anymore. I hardly remember their faces."

Feeling tired I rested my head on his shoulder. "Okay... let's not talk about them. Tell me about yourself."

He stroked my hair. "What do you wanna know?"

"Your mother...why does she lives so far...? I mean I get it that you were in Canada but Hector was here always, why didn't he ever mention her?"

"She is just my mother, Farren." He tilted his head and rested his cheek against my head and sighed. "Hector and I had the same father and different mothers. My father's wife was Hector's mother but she died and my mom, she used to work for my father. I was a result of an accidental pregnancy and they didn't love each other either so my father provided her with a house of her choice and everything else that she needed and I grew up with him. I hardly ever saw my mother until I grew up...I started to go meet her everyday."

He continued. "And since I wanted to be a bodyguard, get trained, Hector and my father sent me to Canada when I turned eighteen and I never saw her again until now."

"Oh... that's sad..." I didn't know what else to say. That was kinda bad of his father. "You are coming back to DC after twelve years?"

"I'm afraid so."

In order to lighten the mood, I lifted my head and gave him a sly look. "So, that means you came back to DC after twelve years, just for me?"

He threw back his head and laughed. "Yeah, that's one way to put it."

I flipped my hair. "I knew I was special."

And leaning forwards, he swallowed my smile with his mouth.