A sudden pout came over my lips. I opened the door for myself and wore the seatbelt. Folding my hands, I too decided to ignore him...

Rhys's POV...

I waited, looking at the entrance of her house for her to come. My gaze kept going back and forth from the door to the window, just waiting for her.

But when she didn't, I stepped out of the car...

Knocking on the door, I first met her dad, who was holding a newspaper in his hand.

"Oh, Rhys..." he called, and I nodded my head while greeting him.

"Goodmorning, Uncle. I came to pick her up," I said.

"Okay... Honey, Rhys has come," he shouted, letting Mrs. Morles know of my presence.

We talked for some time until the guy who was living here came...

What was his name...

V... Victor, I think. He informed Maya's mom about living here, to which she simply said okay and grabbed my hand, taking me toward Maya's room...

Once we were near the door, she let go of my hand and stepped behind me...

I looked back at her, confused, while she just gave me a soft smile...

Slowly knocking on the door, I called Maya...

And when the door opened...

She looked all messy, wearing a large white tee and black wide pants. Her messy bun was just too weird to look at. But her gorgeous face... My eyes went toward her cherry lips, where a small amount of drool was in the corner...

Her wide eyes captured mine again, and I gulped...

If her mom wasn't here, I would have pinned her on the bed...

She ran quickly before I could say something, so I waited, looking here and there. Her mom coughed and walked out, leaving me there...

My feet kept tapping the floor in desperation to have a taste of those luscious lips early in the morning...

I was busy in my thoughts until the unlocking sound of the bathroom door echoed in the silent room.

I was about to turn toward her when she suddenly asked...

"Are you mad at me?"

Why would I be mad at my butterfly? What is she saying?

These were the questions just going through my mind for a few seconds, and then a smile came to my lips...

Let me tease her...

I looked at the clock and was about to say, "Let's go," when she quickly spoke and ran again inside the washroom...

Fuck...

I should give her the cold shoulder, right? That's what people do when they're angry...

The next time she came out, I immediately sensed her presence when the fresh scent of after-bath engulfed my nose. She was all ready, looking overly pretty today...

I ignored looking at her, yet I was watching her from the mirror placed in front of me...

She looked confused...

I started taking steps out of the room while she followed me. I could feel her gaze on me the whole time until we reached the car...

To be real, I was enjoying this quite a lot...

Stepping inside the car, I chose not to open the door for her and sat in my seat.

She sat inside, fumbling with the seatbelt. She looked angry, and that pout was making me laugh...

Folding her hands, she looked straight ahead and started ignoring me. This time, her eyes did not once look at me...

And this made all the fun I was having evaporate...

I wanted her eyes on me...

All day...

A sudden idea came to my mind, and I turned the car...

She turned her head toward me for a few seconds before looking ahead again...

Oh, I'm going to paint the glass black on her side so she has no choice but to see me...

The drive was silent, and now I was craving to hear her voice...

Speeding up the car...

I finally pulled over at my dad's farmhouse when we reached there...

Getting out, I waited for her, and she did. Her pretty eyes stared at everything curiously...

And I knew what they were asking...

"It's my dad's farmhouse," I informed her, and she ignored my words...

My words...

Stepping away, she looked at the garden and then at the house, which was painted white. She took a few minutes and then started walking toward the garden...

I followed her from a five-step distance, which was bothering me quite a lot...

Her hands kept touching the flowers on the side, sliding through them...

And I felt jealous...

Until we reached the rose field...

"Careful! They have thorns; you'll get injured!" I shouted in panic. She turned toward me with a frown, took her hand back, looked at me with a "done" face, and started walking again...

I kept following her, and whenever she stopped, I would do the same...

Once she reached the large white swing, I stopped.

Caressing the swing with her soft hands, she sat on it and let out a soft sigh before closing her eyes...

I stayed, looking at her movements until she called...

"Come here..." she said, patting the spot beside her...

And I followed. Stepping toward the swing, I sat just beside her, our shoulders touching...

"I'm sorry..." she said, and I looked away...

Trying to maintain the cold image...

"Rhys..." she called so softly, and it made me crave more...

So I folded my hands just like her and looked at her with arched eyebrows...

"What..." I said, and she chuckled...

"Are you copying me?" she asked, laughing, and I frowned...

"No, I'm not," I said, unfolding my arms...

"Yes, you did," she said and placed her hand over her mouth...

"What's so funny, huh?" I asked angrily, and she stopped, coming close to me.

Suddenly, I felt thirsty...

My gaze went from her eyes to her lips, then back to her eyes...

Gulping, I tried to say something, but nothing came out...

"Well... you being angry....