Fighting the urge to smile, I took another deep breath and this time I let myself say what I wanted to say, “Yes, Kellan. I’m gonna kiss you. I missed you, too. Tell me where you are?”
“I’m in a bar,” he murmured.
“Which bar, babe?” I asked him as calm as I could muster.
“I liked you calling me that… babe…” he slurred. I could hear his smile.
“Yes, babe. Now, tell me which bar, okay?” It was like talking to a child.
“Close to your house. I wanted to come and see you, but… ended up here,” he said, “Come to me, Melody. It’s been so long since the last time I kissed you, smelled you, been inside you.”
My breath became faster, my heart beat louder, “I’ll be there in ten.”
I’d easily spotted him the moment I entered the bar. He was standing out in the crowd, staying inside of his own bubble. There was an invisible wall between him and the crowd. Something broke inside me when I saw him weak.
“Kellan,” I hollered, pushing myself between the barstools to get closer to him. A smile broke on his handsome face when he saw me, “You came.”
“Let’s get you out of here, shall we?” I tried to convince him, but he hugged me instead.
“Kellan, can we go, please?” I tried again, caressing his hair without knowing what else to do.
“You smell so good… beer has a bad taste, I didn’t like it,” he slurred, his mind was jumping from one topic to another. With a silly smile on my face I could manage to put him on his feet, “I’m not a fan of it, either. Let’s go home, right?”
“Ah… home, yeah. I missed you, Melody,” he sang the words with a huge grin on his face. His hands were caressing my body wherever he could reach.
“Shh, behave,” I giggled, couldn’t help myself. He was a cute, silly drunk.
“I’m a jerk, Melody. I’m sorry,” he murmured, trying to kiss me. He almost made us fall over.
The taxi I came to bar with was waiting for me like I told him to. Sighing in relief I let the driver help me to put him in the car. As I gave the address to the driver Kellan had already fallen asleep, but he kept murmuring –some unintelligent mumblings, some were enough to make me blush and make the driver chuckle, and some were so romantic I wanted him to be like this forever.
I groaned when he mumbled, “I missed your taste…”
When we finally arrived at Kellan’s home he started to wake up. I knew this phase, this was the worse level of getting drunk –throwing up. I hoped to get him inside before that started.
Fernando came to my rescue out of nowhere, “Ma’am, let me carry him.”
“Thank you. Please be careful,” I warned him before I could stop myself, caught the glimpse of a grin on his face even though it was dark.
I followed behind them as Fernando carried Kellan over his shoulder. I was worried Kellan would throw up just because of that situation. But thankfully Fernando managed to put him inside the shower.
“Do you need anything else, ma’am?” Fernando asked.
“Thanks, Fernando. I’ll take care of the rest,” I said, waving him off as Kellan tried to pull me inside the shower, almost causing both of us to fall.
“Behave,” I giggled at his attempt.
“Join me,” he smirked, his eyes still half closed, but he didn’t seem like he would throw up any second. He was stronger than I thought as a first time drinker.
Locking the bathroom door, just in case, I entered the shower and started to undress him. Our eyes locked with an intense stare as I took off his shirt. I didn’t even notice he was watching me till that moment. His eyes were so clear, shining bright like two silver orbs. What I saw in them, or maybe it was my imagination, made my heart beat harder, faster with hope, affection… and love.
“Why did you drink?” I whispered, afraid of breaking the magic of this moment.
“I was coming to you…” he slurred, but stopped when I kneeled in front of him to take off his pants. I didn’t have any sexual intentions, but I couldn’t ignore the tension that surrounded us.
“Continue,” I urged him.
“Would you accept me?” he asked instead of telling me the rest, his voice sounded more sober. Turning my back, I took of my clothes as fast as possible, ignoring his shallowing breaths with each piece I peeled off my body. His hands reached for me, following the curve of my waist till he reached my hipbones.