Chapter 8 You Stink Of Love

Needless to say, his car was amazing. It was a matte black Camaro. The car was perfectly clean, but I was pretty sure he wasn't the one who cleaned it. He didn't look like the kind of person who'd do such low chores. Suddenly, an image of him with an apron and pink latex gloves came to my mind.

When the feather duster magically appeared in his hand, I couldn't hold back a laugh, which seemed to intrigue him. He turned to me with a puzzled look on his face, while paying attention to the road.

"What are you thinking about that's so funny?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing, just forget it ..."

He brought his focus back on the road.

"You're thinking of me naked, aren't you ?"

As soon as he said these words, the image of him in an apron, with nothing underneath, formed in my mind. He still held that feather duster in his hands... This time I couldn't help burst out laughing.

Eliott was seriously intrigued now, and he hit me gently on the thigh.

"Hey, tell me, I want to know !"

I couldn't speak, I was just laughing so hard.

"I... Ahaha... If I say it... Ha-ha... My God... You'll definitely think I'm mad ..."

"Do you think you seem anything different from that right now ?"

He had a smirk on his face. I pulled myself together, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye, caused by so much laughter.

"Nah, seriously... You just can't fathom what passed through my mind ."

He laughed, already amused by what I would tell him.

"Come on, crazy girl, tell me !"

"You are really sure you want to know ?"

"Yes, come on! I'm waiting !"

"Well, the thing is ..."

I started laughing again.

"It's just that your car is clean," I said finally.

"That's all?" He sounded a little disappointed, obviously he was expecting something really silly. "You are indeed crazy !"

"No, that's not all... I suddenly told myself that you must have a lady who does your cleaning, since I can't picture you cleaning your car... And... I imagined you wearing an apron and pink latex gloves and holding a feather duster... And when you told me about you being naked, I just went off ..."

Hearing my explanation, he too burst into laughter, shaking his head in disbelief.

"You are really crazy! We shall be passing by the asylum, I can drop you there if you wish. All you'll have to do is follow the gentlemen in white ."

I was about to hit his thigh too, but he quickly grabbed my hand before I could muffle my blow. I blushed at the touch of his hand, and my heart raced. Embarrassed, I quickly withdrew my hand and tried to look away. My heart was beating so fast I felt like it would leap out of my chest at any moment. It was amazing that a man could bring out so many emotions in me. I thought they were all extinct.

Within a short while, we had arrived in front of my house. It was just then that I realized that I had not even given him the address...

"How do you know where I live?" I asked.

"You're realizing that just now? In addition to being crazy, you are quite slow of mind. Do you remember the flowers?" He looked at me with a smirk.

"Oh! Yeah... You're really mean! If you continue, we better not see each other again," I threatened.

He laughed at my innocent threat, though I wanted to seem as serious as I could.

"Do you really think you can bear to have me out of your life ?"

I just sighed to his comment. Deep inside me though, I knew he was right. I was already eager to be with him tonight.

"You see?" he said, winking at me.

"Dumbass! And you think you can do without me ?"

"Well, it depends ..."

"Hey!" I said, annoyed. "It depends on what ?"

"Well, it depends on whether I replace you... With a better girl of course ..."

Did he suspect for a moment that these were real fears that haunted me? And if he knew, would he dare to play with my feelings like that?

"Dare try !"

I got out of the car, slamming the door theatrically and heading for my front door.

I could hear him get out of the car and rush towards me.

Before I could unlock the door, he put one hand on the doorknob and the other next to my face, completely blocking my way out with his body. I was trapped.

"Mya, I was just kidding... Come on, you know I really care about you. I don't seriously consider replacing you!" He spoke in the hollow of my ear as if it went without saying.

I couldn't stand the serious look on his face. I tried to push him away.

"Don't be so serious, idiot !"

I lowered my head to hide a smile, how could he be so credulous.

Eliott then reached out to my chin and lifted my face, forcing me to look at him.

"How can I prove you that I really care?" he asked.

Without waiting for my reply, he slowly brought his face closer to mine. My heart started racing again, and yet I was petrified.

There were only a few millimeters between our lips... All of a sudden, he deviated from his path and rather kissed me on the cheek.

"Go change. I'll take you to work or else you'll be late." He had a mischievous look on his face. He was proud of the disturbing effect he had on me.

Without saying a word, I hurriedly opened my door to rush into my apartment.

Leaning on the closed door behind me, I placed my hand on my chest, trying to calm down.

When my heart rate returned to normal, I slowly walked over to my wardrobe, whispering a few heartwarming words to myself.

"Calm down, Mya ..."

I then took a deep breath and got ready in the blink of an eye.

When I finally stepped outside, Eliott was leaning next to my door, staring at his phone. A feeling of curiosity filled me and I tried to look at the screen of his phone. But he quickly turned away.

"Do you want to see if I'm cheating on you?" he asked me with a smirk.

"No, I do not care ."

'Bullshit, of course I want to! I want to know who you're talking to .'

Smiling, he silently put his phone back in his pocket. Then he headed for the car, and I followed obediently. He held the door for me and I got into the passenger seat.

"No, I'm not cheating on you. I was sending messages to my manager." He finally spoke.

A smile then lit up my face. It was cute of him to care enough to tell me.

"You just do whatever you want," I said, trying to seem distant.

Of course, this answer did not seem to please him.

"Ah, seriously? I can do whatever I want ?"

He leaned towards me again.

My heart started beating wildly, again... My God!

"Stop!" I said in a faint voice.

"Keep on going..." but my mind said. I think I'm bipolar ...

"I love seeing you panic with every move I make. You are just so cute ..."

"Dumbass! Who said I was panicking?" I tried to play it cool, but unable to support his gaze, I turned my head.

"Yeah, exactly like this. You stink of love, princess," He said pointing his finger at my face.

My only reaction, as any adult would do, was to show him my middle finger.

I burst into laughter.

"Dumbass." I pouted.

"So, you really like me, huh !"

I laughed, but didn't refute that. In order to escape from the awkward situation I found myself in, I reached over to the car's music player and turned it on. Coincidentally, the music played was the same as in my head.