The Sicilian Affair

By Stanlight All Rights Reserved ©

Romance / Drama

Chapter 20 - Not a Date

Change, he said. Laurie thought as she patted down on her yellow floral dress and sighed at her reflection in the mirror.

He did say that they where going for a ride, she pouted her lips and glanced back to the bed at her denim pair of jeans.

What if he decides to stop somewhere? A restaurant?

Shaking her head, she scoffed at herself. “This isn’t a date Laurie. It’s just a drive around town to please his mother.” She reminded herself.

Taking another look at her reflection, she tugged at her ponytail and shrugged her shoulders in resignation. She had already changed outfits three times already and Tomas would probably come storming up the stairs any minute now if she didn’t go down. Grabbing her clutch from bed sided table and gave herself a little pat on the back and told herself that everything was fine and that she was over thinking everything as usual.

The dress that she had on was safe - casual but not overly much. It was better to be safe, she thought, walking out of her bedroom and made her way downstairs.

The sudden roaring sound of the car engine startled Laurie as she was shutting the front door close. Turning around, she saw Tomas staring impatiently back at her in his blue convertible. He had the top pulled back, Laurie noticed, biting back the thrill of excitement that ran through her.

She had always been fascinated by fast cars - loved them, if she was being honest. But never had the chance to get behind the wheels of one.

It was only when Tomas creased his brows at her that Laurie realised that she was still standing on the doorstep, smiling like an dumbstruck idiot. Her lips quickly fell back in place, chewing on he inside of her cheek as she scurried down the step and sauntered over the cobbled stone, making her way over to the car and got in.

“Sorry for making you wait so long. I wasn’t quite sure what to wear.” She blabbered nervously, squeezing at the brow leather clutch on her lap.

The smell of fresh leather filled her nose and she shivered.

Oh God! She was nervous. Why was she so nervous? It wasn’t as though they hadn’t been alone together before, she told herself. It was probably because the idea of him taking her out sort of felt like them going on a date.

“It’s fine, Ms. Slade. And what you are wearing will do.” Tomas said, nonchalantly.

Will do?

Laurie blinked, uncertain if that he thought she was overdressed but was just trying to spare her feelings instead of asking her to go change. She glanced down at her dress and frowned before casting a look at his own attire.

The white long sleeves shirt, rolled to his elbows made her swallowed on a dry throat. His olive tanned skin complimented the saintly colour perfectly and navy blue pants that he had on... her head jerked up, suddenly feeling out of place. Like her sitting next to him, dressed the way that she was would somehow clash with his whole image.

“Maybe I should just go back and quickly change into something else,” She said, gazing back at the house.

Tomas frowned. She was acting strange and couldn’t seem to keep her eyes on him for more that two seconds without blushing.

His eyes trailed over the strapless dress that she had on. And when they returned to her face, a splash of dissapointment stung when he noticed her still gazing anywhere but at him.

“Strap in, Ms.Slade.” He said, taking a black pair of sunglasses that he had placed on the dashboard and plopped them on. “What you have on is fine.”

Laurie turned and looked at him. “You’re sure?”

“I would have said so otherwise. Now, are you going to put your seat belt on or do I need to lean over and do it myself?”

“Oh, no.” She blushed, her hands instantly flew to the strap. “Its fine. I’ll do it.”

Tomas watched as she nervously fiddled with the seat belt, his brows touched when he noticed that her fingers where shaking.

“Are you okay?” He asked, fighting the smug that threatened to form on his lips. She was a nervous wreck and it wasn’t even that hard to miss.

With a clicking sound, Laurie jutted her head and nodded. “Great! All strapped in.” She announced, smiling sweetly up at him.

Tomas sighed, shook his head lightly then switched the engine off.

“It’s not a date, you know?” He said, with the full intent of putting her out of her misery. But when the words left his mouth it sounded nothing like he had wanted it to. Because the instant that those words were spoken, the bright colours on her face vanished and a splash of hurt that she quickly tried to conceal, flashed in her beautiful brown eyes.

“Of course, not.” Laurie quickly agreed, praying that he wouldn’t notice the disappointment in her voice. It wasn’t that she wanted it to be a date date but the way he said it...she felt her heart squeezed.

“This is just you, stringing me along to keep your mother happy. I get it.” She said, tearing her eyes away from him, staring straight ahead to the black and gold coated gate.

Anywhere was better than to look at him. Not when she herself could feel the dissapointment on her face, in her voice and in her entire body. She couldn’t risk him noticing it.

Tomas wanted to curse himself out for being such an idiot. A moment ago, she had been nervous and excited and now, she looked about ready to cry. But he hadn’t meant to say it like that. He just wanted her to be Laurie and not whomever this was that was seated next to him.

He glanced at her for while and fought the need to further explain himself. It wasn’t a date, he told himself, it was the truth. He might have been a little harsh when he had said it - but it was still the truth.

“No, you don’t.” He told her before starting the engine again.

The blue convertible sped around the circular driveway and began to make its way down the long narrow road. The warm wind caressed her face and the tension in her shoulders gradually began to fade away. Laurie closed her eyes and rested her head back on the seat. The warmth of the sun on her skin brought a smile to her face. She didn’t know how long she was going to be here for but one thing was for sure, she was really going to miss Sicili when she leaves.

Popping one eyes open, she stole a look at Tomas and sighed when she caught the twitch in his jaw.

“We can go back if you like. I think that us leaving the premises qualifies as a drive.” Laurie said, turning away from him and allowed her lid to fall back in place.

Tomas gave her a quick glance and smiled. “We’ve barely made it out of the gate and you want to go back? Have you changed your mind?”

Her eyes flashed open. “No. I mean, unless you have. You’re the one who’s being forced to entertain me.”

Forced. Tomas bit back the need to laugh. He was the one that suggested taking her out for a drive around town, his mother had merely complained about her spending too much of her free time alone.

“Just relax and let your hair down, Ms.Slade.” He said, smooth voice then turned a gave her a dashing smile. “I’ll have you back before you turn into a pumpkin.”

Her lips twitched at the sides then they spread over her teeth. Was he seriously co-refrencing her to Cinderella?

“My hair is down, Mr. Carsigni.” She replied, lifting her head from the black leather seat and scooted closer to the rolled down window and watched a few weasels sprng their way into the bushes.

This was his queue, Tomas thought, and with a quick tug at the brown band, her hair was free.

“Tomas!” Laurie cried, gasping in disbelief.

“What? I told you to let your hair down.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t think that you meant it literally.” She said, prying a few strands from her faced. “Give it back before I end up looking like Frankenstein’she bride.”

“No!” He grinned, switching her band to his right hand.

“No?” Her eyes widened at him. “What do you mean no?”

“No means no, Ms. Slade.” He jokingly scolded her. “I’m sure that your parents must have taught you that.”

A laugh tickled her throat. “If we were in a public place I would have stumped on your toes for making it sound as though I’m trying to rape you. Now, give it back, Tomas. I’m serious.”

“So am I.” He smirked, “And just to show you how serious I am...” he lifted his hand up, dragging it out of the window and dangled her elastic band in one finger.

“Oh God!” Laurie gasped.

Her eyes went to his dark shade and trailed down to the mischievous grin on his lips.

He wouldn’t.

But in a blink of an eye, it was gone.

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