Beneath the Ink (COMPLETE)

Gazebo

Cecelia May

I was doing the dishes as my door opened, Rhodes was back from his secret errands.

He'd been 'busy' the past few weeks but came back every hour to see me and then left again.

He wiped his face, running his hands through his hair.

"Hey." I smiled.

He came behind the island, where I was and kissed my temple.

He turned off the sink and took the dishes from my hands, setting them down.

He turned me around and lifted me to sit on the counter.

"You alright?" I asked.

He didn't answer as he kissed me, the softness taking me by surprise.

Nothing needy. Just romantic I suppose.

"Come." He picked me up and carried me to my room.

He went through my drawers and handed me a dress.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he began changing me.

"Shhh." He whispered.

I laughed, just letting him pull the dress over my body.

He drug me to the bathroom and began doing my curls, refreshing them.

He turned me around, doing my mascara surprisingly well.

He gave me lip gloss and looked at my hands.

He pulled out a set of press on nails from his pocket.

They were short and French tip and so pretty.

"Rhodes. What are you doing?" I whispered, my stomach knotting.

He looked at me, unsure of my voice I guess.

He studied me.

"Why are you doing my nails?" I asked.

He gave away nothing as he began following the instructions of the press ons.

"Rhodes. I'm serious. What's this for?" I asked.

"You're n-not dumb. Don't p-play the p-pa-part." He whispered.

I held my breath as he glued the nails on.

He walked to my room, coming out with a nice polo, pulling it over his head.

He held out his hand and I took it.

I was so lost. I knew but I didn't know. I had no feeling right now. Just shock.

This man is externally emotionless and speaks no words other than occasional compliments but all touch.

Curiosity filled me.

He opened the door for me and I got in the car as he handed me a bouquet of hand picked flowers.