Come to Me
Chapter 3

Jis' house was very close to the beach, and it made me realize that this place was less than a quarter of a mile from where I was. He led me, pulling on the fenced sidewalk. I could only see a single lane in front of me, no view of the house.

"Code 112774," he led me.

"Wow, are you entrusting me with your gate code? " I tried to maintain the distance between us to cover my nervousness by coming to this house. Will he invite me inside?

"You'll be amazed at what I believe in you, Put." I glanced at him and caught his frown. "In reality, this is how I am."

I ignored his comments and pulled the gate that was winding to the left and gasped at his beautiful modern home.

It's not big, it's simple, but the view from the beach is amazing, and the white house itself is new, with clean lines, big windows, and a whole new home, beautiful purple and blue hydrangeas fenced the front of the house, and trimmed bushes lined the car road.

"Wow. Jis.. it's beautiful."

"Thank you." Pride returned to his voice, and clearly he loved his home. I smiled at him, fully understanding the feeling.

I parked the car, so the passenger side faced the front door and didn't make me move to remove my seatbelt. Jis had jumped out, and shocked me by walking in front of my car and opening my car door.

"Come in." He reached out to me, but I did not welcome him.

"I have to go…"

"I'd be so happy if you'd go inside." He gave me a charming grin, and I felt myself soften. "I'll show you the view. Maybe take you to dinner. That's it, I promise." His eyes were shining mischievously and I couldn't resist them.

I don't want to refuse it.

"I'm not bothering you about anything?"

"No. I'm a free man Put. Come on."

I got out of the car and welcomed her hand.

Waw. The electric shock from his touch was still felt, and my eyes widened when they found his eyes. His smile disappeared, and he stared intensely into my eyes. She pulled my hand to her lips, then closed the car door behind me and led me to her door without letting go of me, as if I was going to run away.

I love how her jeans hang on her hips, forming her nice ass. Her white shirt was not inserted, and hugged her shoulder and arm muscles perfectly. I wanted to hug her from behind and sink my nose in her back, inhale her scent, and kiss her right there between her shoulder blades.

It's unfair to be so beautiful. He was obviously very self-serving. Suddenly I feel inferior. She's worth ten, and I'm lucky if I get a seven after I've been glazed and polished at my favorite salon. Not to mention, I've got hips and buttocks and a little belly bulge that as much as any sit-up and yoga I do won't get rid of. I know I'm not fat, but I'm not a super skinny model like Anna.

And to this day, it never bothers me.

Jis opened the door and turned towards me, and the look in her eyes said that she saw no lack of me. He looks fine with what he sees, and hopes to get close to me.

"Welcome, Put. Think of it like your own home." I followed him inside and could not stop the smile when I saw his magnificent home. The room is large, with double high ceilings and pale khaki walls.

The back wall is all glass and the view is White Water Beach. The items are large, with blue and white colors and a little touch of green. I could curl up in his chair and stare outside all day.

I walked around looking at the room, my slippers echoing on the dark wooden floor, and looked out the window for a moment. The sun was about to sink, on top of the mountain, bouncing on the choppy blue water, and the beautiful white boat glided gracefully. I turned around to see Jis who was still on the other side of the room watching me, her arms crossed in front. I wish I could read his mind.

"What?" I asked and reflected her attitude, crossing my arms in front, pushing my cleavage up a bit, showing it through the V collar of my red T-shirt.

"You're so pretty, Put."

Oh.

I dropped my arm and opened my mouth to speak, but no one came out, so I just shook my head and looked to the right which was a very beautiful kitchen scene.

"You have a great kitchen."

"Yes." Yeah." It was a short answer, and Jis moved, slowly walking towards me. There was no sense of humor in his eyes now, it was hunger. Hunger for me.

I can't move even if I want to.

"Do you like to cook?" My voice became higher than normal and the nervousness returned, but this nervousness was not scary.

I'm definitely not afraid of him. I was just a little intimidated by him.

"Yes." Yeah." He said again, and as he approached me he pointed his long finger down my cheek. I had trouble swallowing and held back his black gaze.

"You don't want to talk about your kitchen?" my whiskey.

"No." He whispered back.

"Oh." I looked down at his mouth, and again saw his black eyes. "What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't want to talk, Put." Since when does a whisper become so sexy? My groin tightened, and I was suddenly wet and hot and panting.

Jis clasped my face between his hands, still staring at my eyes intensely, as if he was trying to convey a deep message, or maybe he asked my permission? I slightly tilted my head back, and she oh slowly lowered her lips to mine. He left them there that felt like minutes, just a kiss sticking up, leading his soft lips to me.

I raised my hand and grasped his forearm and he puffed as he deepened his kiss, wooing my lips to open and tickling my tongue with his tongue.

Oh my God, it smells so good, and his experienced tongue is an opium I can't resist. He greeted the side of my mouth, biting my lower lip then attacking my mouth again. She pulled my hair tie, freed my pink hair around my shoulder and drowned her arms in my hair.

"You. Hugely. Pretty." She muttered in my mouth, every word between her sweet kisses and I was completely drunk. I ran my hand over her shoulder and twisted her hair with my finger and held it tightly.

Oh, this guy is good at kissing!

She slowed down her kisses again, cupped my face gently, and left sweet kisses on my jaw, cheeks, nose, then planted her lips on my forehead and took a very deep breath. I run my hand down her shoulder – shit, she's tight! – past her sex arm and hold her forearm, and I'm more than dizzy.

I don't want him to stop.

When my blurry vision became clear, Jis leaned back, still cupping my face and smiling gently at me. "I want to do it all day."

Where did the music come from? I then realized my phone was ringing from inside the bag, still hanging on my body and I cut off our intimate contact to search and find my phone. Jis' smile turned into a sneer as I answered the phone.

"Hi, Anna." I slashed a roommate at him when he raised his eyebrows.

"Snake! You didn't answer my message. You okay?" He sounded annoyed and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm doing fine. Sorry, I didn't see your message. My phone's in the bag, I might not hear it." I stepped back from Jis trying to clear my head and she put her hands on her hips.

"Do you have dinner plans?"

"Eat dinner?"

Jis leaned back and muttered in my free ear, "I'll make you dinner." She winks at me – winks! – and then walks towards the kitchen leaving me to call.

"Um, yeah, I have dinner plans." I cringe.

"Oh?" I know he raises eyebrows expertly. I also don't want to have this conversation with Jis listening to him. I heard the music chant and played watching Jis fiddling with her iPod.

"Yeah, something just happened. Wh why? What's going on?" I watched Jis who was in the kitchen right now, rummaging through the fridge, and I had a good look at her jeans-covered butt. Gosh

"I invited you to go out to dinner with some of my coworkers, but if you've got any plans I'll see you tonight." There's pause. "Is this the robber?"

I'm appalled. "Maybe."

"Cool! Have fun, be careful, take pictures of her if you can. Bye bye!" he disconnected his phone and I laughed at him.

Oh, for my friend's carefree attitude.

"So that was your roommate?" Jis asked as she poured the white wine into two glasses. I took a sip and was surprised by the sweet taste of the fruit.

"Yeah, he's checking on me." I sat down at the light-colored breakfast bar and opened my message. I got three, all from Anna.

Hey Puput, want to go to dinner tonight?

The put? Turn mobile!

Puput, I made a reservation...

Any dinner?

Oops. I put my iPhone on the counter and downed the wine.

Jis noticed.

"Sorry, that was rude." I smiled apologizing. "He was worried about me when I didn't respond to his message."

Jis shook his head. "You're not at all rude, Put. So, what do you think of alfredo sauce?"

I grinned at her teasing tone. "I've got a long love affair with alfredo sauce."

"really?" he chuckled and folded my messy hair strands behind my ears. "Lucky alfredo sauce."

He turned around again and started picking up teapots, fryers and materials from storage cabinets and refrigerators. She's so….Expert in the kitchen.

When he turned around to start his sequence of chaos, he saw me looking at him and gave me a half smile.

"What are you thinking?"

"You're very good at the kitchen."

"Thank you." She bowed gracefully and made me laugh.

"Who taught you how to cook?"

"My mother." He poured water into the teapot to boil it and started slicing the cheese.

"What can I help you with?"

"Sit there and be beautiful."

I'm blushing. "Really, I want to help."

"Okay, you slice this cheese and I'll take care of the chicken."

Soon this room smells like roasted chicken, making my mouth watery. Jis moved behind me and put his arm around me, checking his cheese, without actually touching me.

My skin feels burning. Touch me! Grab me! But he didn't, before I knew it he had gone and my body was almost shaking out of necessity.

I don't remember feeling any physical attraction to a man before. It's a little bit horrible, but it's also fun.

"Okay, I think we're almost ready to present it. Can you sift through this pasta?" I was happy to help her when she finished her sauce, and my stomach was rumbling.

Mm mm….A man who can cook!

Jis pulling plates, silver cutlery and napkins. "Let's eat outside, enjoy the view."

"Good idea." I smiled as we served the food, held the wine and headed to the veranda of this large room. The dining room outside is awesome. The color is warm with red and brown, a table with six chairs, and there is a large stainless grill with outdoor kitchen counters, a refrigerator and a sink.

We sat down and my nervousness from our previous delicious kiss was gone, I just felt hungry.

"Hungry?" tanyanya, read my mind.

"Hunger!"

"I know."

I took one bite and closed my eyes.

"Mmmmm.this is so good."

I covered my mouth with a napkin and laughed. Jis's eyes danced and she grinned, drinking her wine.

"I'm glad you like it."

"So" I scooped again. "Your mom taught you how to cook?"

"Yeah, she always said that all her cubs should be able to feed themselves after we leave the nest." I noticed him stabbing chicken meat with a fork.

"How many brothers are you?"

"I have one brother and one sister."

"Sister, sister?" my many. My God, this guy is good at cooking.

"Sister, younger brother."

"And what is their job?"

"Amam, my brother, is an editor for White Water Magazine." Jis' eyes look proud. "Denis got rid of his college to become a fish catcher at The Furnace."

"I assume you don't approve?"I raised my eyebrows at him as I sipped the wine.

"He's still young. I guess it was good when he did a lot of interesting things when he was young." Jis shrugged his shoulders.

"Your parents?" I like to hear him talk about his family. It's obvious he loves them very much.

"They live in Green City. Dad works at a company and Mom is a housewife." He glanced at my empty plate.

"That was so good, thank you." I leaned back in the chair and stretched my legs.

"Together." He looked so young with a shy smile.

"You want more?"

"Oh no, I'm full." I pat my stomach and look out, towards the water. "It's a very beautiful sight."

"Yes." Yeah." I looked at him, and he looked at me. My cheeks are warming.

"You're very good at praising."

"You're easy to praise."

I grinned.

He tilted his head to the side and raised my hand up, bringing it to the mouth. This is the first time she has touched me since the – kiss tightened the – thigh and I sighed at the touch of heat.

"You're so pretty, Put. Why don't you believe it?"

I'm stunned. No one ever called me out of my insecurities because I never showed them to anyone else. I shrugged my shoulders.

"You think I'm happy."

He frowned at my answer but did not press me. "Yes." Yeah."

"I wish I had a camera." I didn't realize that I was saying it out loud and I felt him stiffen next to me.

"Why?" his voice was cold, and his vision turned extremely cold.

"Because of this sight." I pointed at the water. "It can make a very beautiful picture."

He then relaxed beside me. "Maybe someday you'll be able to take a picture of it."

"There'll be another 'one day." I smiled at him and he smiled at me too.

"One day." He said it again and I felt dizzy inside. I shivered a little as the wind blew through the porch. The twilight had come, the sky was purple and orange, and it had become cold.

"You're cold?" tanyakanya.

"No, I'm fine."

"really?"

"I'm a little cold, but I don't want to go inside."

"I'll be right back." At the same time he stood up and gathered the dirty dishes.

"Hey, I'll clean it up. You've been cooking."

"will not. You're my guest, Put. Besides, I have a housekeeper who will do it all tomorrow morning. Be sitting. Stay here." He locked me in with a serious look, then walked into the house.

He's very bossy. I think I like it. No one has ever had the courage to act like a boss with me before. It's so much fun.

I heard the sound of the iPod turning into something softer and melancholic and some time afterwards he came back with a fancy green blanket and my iPhone.

"Your cell phone light was flashing, I thought you might want to check it out." He gave me my phone, but before I could see it he held my hand.

"Come with me."

"Where are we going?"

"Just over there." He pointed at the luxurious padded chair close to the edge of the terrace.

I grabbed her hand and she took the lead then sat me down, sinking into the pillow. He sat down next to me and wrapped the two of us in a blanket. His arms are around me.

"It's fast." I looked into his black eyes, unsure of being in his arms like this, this speed was entirely safe, as soon as I wanted to be here.

"We're just enjoying the view, Put." She pushed me closer to her, ran her hand on my side and I leaned on her shoulder. I remembered the phone in my hand and I took it out of the blanket to read it, there was no need to hide it from Jis.

Hey beautiful, any plans tonight?

That's from my friend Michael, lately we don't have sex, sometimes, if we're drunk or lonely, we do. I hadn't heard from him for a few weeks, and of course now, when I curled up in the arm of this sexy man he was sending me messages.

Shit, shit, shit. Jis stiffened beside me, and I lowered my head but pressed back, still not hiding this from his eyes. I have nothing to hide.

Yeah, I got a show. Excuse me.

Jis looks unrelenting beside me and I know she's upset.

Michael replied very quickly.

Tomorrow then?

Sorry Sasori, I'm not interested.

Okay, bye Toggle.

I put the phone in my pocket and put my head back on Jis's arm, not saying anything. What can I say? He snorted and tightened his arms at me, not saying anything long enough.

I finally looked at him.

"Are you okay?"

"Why not?"

"Um, I don't know. Just making sure."

The last two words are whispers. He looks angry at me, but I didn't make a mistake. I told someone to stay away!

Suddenly he moved and took his iPhone out of his pocket.

"How many cell phone numbers are you?"

I looked wide at him and he raised next to his eyebrows. "What's your last name?"

"Nad." He had finished putting my name and number into his phone and I closed my eyes, inhaling the scent while he continued to swipe his gadget.

My phone rings in my pocket.