147 Wasted (1/2)

Inside Abi's room, Alex was once again looking around like a curious child.

Abi's room was made of wood and her curtains were yellow. There was a shelf filled with books on one wall and her bed sat on the corner by the other wall. He noticed that her bed wasn't that big. She also had a study table, a closet and a single sofa chair by the window.

Alex sat on her bed and Abi told him to wait there so she could go and get him some clothes to change into. Her grandma helped her find a clean shirt and trousers that might be big enough to fit Alex.

Fortunately, they were able to find some which Abi immediately brought to him.

Alex was the first to go into the shower. Once he came out, Abi couldn't help but gape at him. Well, Alex dressed in a normal printed shirt and printed pajama pants was just a sight to behold. He almost looked like an ordinary man, if not for his unfading gracefulness and built in imposing aura.

The man glanced at Abi as he dried his hair with his towel. How could he still look deadly handsome despite the fact that his shirt was printed with cardcaptor Sakura's picture?

Abi then entered the bathroom after him after telling Alex not wait for her and to go upstairs first. He watched the bathroom's door closed and he looked at the quiet living room. It seemed that her family was already in their beds and were probably getting ready to sleep.

Upon reaching Abi's room, Alex's gaze roamed around again. His gaze caught the yellow scarves hanging on the back of the door, neatly arranged.

This room, just as he expected, was so little-lambish. It was warm, pure and peaceful, just like Abigail. He thought that this kind of place would suffocate him, because a place like this would never be suited for someone like him but… for some reason, his body seemed to like it here more than what he could accept.

After a while, the door opened and Abigail entered. Her hair was tied in a bun and she wasn't wearing pajamas tonight. She was wearing a comfy pair of shorts and an oversized shirt which was printed with a superman logo.

She smiled at him, seeing that he seemed comfortable as he sat on the bed with a book in his hand.

She crawled on the bed and asked, ”What are you reading?” She tilted her head and when she saw its title, her brows creased. Shades? She didn't remember owning a book with that title.

Alex's lips curved sexily as he bent and pinched Abi's chin.

”I didn't know that you actually read something like this, little fruit,” his voice was husky and sexy.

”Hm, where did you get that?”

”Under your bed, Abigail.”

”Ah! That's Kelly's stuff!” she exclaimed. ”She told me not to touch the stuff in her box and asked me to keep it there until she picked them up when she came over.”

Somehow, Alex had kind of expected this.

”So this is what's inside her box? Why did she sternly forbid me from touching it?” she curiously said as she sat next to him. ”Is the book good?”