“You.. what did you just do ?” Tiffany asked, her eyes ajar.
“You were talking too much in your sleep, that was the only way to shut you up. Go ahead and sleep” Brent answered, looking everywhere but her face.
Tiffany stared at him, unsure of what to say. But she knew the kiss was deliberate , cos apart from the dimly lit room there was a funny look on Brent’s face.
She could also feel her cheeks hot from the warm kiss. It indeed bored something from her.
The room instantly became too stuffy for Brent, not wanting to spend another second in there, he turned left with a dry “goodnight” to Tiffany.
When Tiffany was sure he’d left the room, she touched her lips, earning another blush from her face.
“Gross..” She mumbled and laid back. Drifting to her world of imagination.
Brent hurried into his room, he stopped at the vanity mirror before his bed and stared at himself.
“What the fuck did you just do ? Did you realize you just kissed your niece and got an erection from that. Your niece Brent.” He said, glaring at his reflection in the mirror, more like a scolding.
“But her lips were too cute to resist…”
“Shut the fuck up, you freaking asshole. She’s your niece for fuck’s sake. Get your head together mehn.”
Brent ruffled his hair in frustration and left for the washroom. His erection protruding, hard and painful.
Tiffany yawned as she woke up to the loud ringtone of her phone.
“What asshole can’t let me sleep In peace.. huh” She groaned in annoyance and reached for the phone.
“Roman?…”
Brent was already done preparing breakfast, when he went to call Tiffany down to have hers as per a makeup for last night.
He stopped midway, in front of her door when he heard her voice giggling. His brows darkened angrily when he heard her blurt Roman’s name.
Brent pushed the door open and went inside.
Tiffany turned to look at him with a surprised expression, seemingly unaware of the anger brimming inside of him.
“We’ll catch you later. I’ve got to go.” She said and ended the call.
“You seem happy speaking with him.” Brent bit his tongue as soon the words left his mouth.
“You mean Roman ? Yeah he’s nice and chatty.” She answered, widening the smile on her face.
“Nice and chatty my foot” Brent mumbled beneath his breath.
“Well breakfast is ready, come down soon.” He said bluntly and left the room.
Tiffany’s eyes trailed at his manly back, seemingly surprised by his swing of attitude.
“What’s with him ?..” She mumbled and went into the washroom.
^~~~^
The breakfast wasn’t as chatty and lively as Tiffany thought.
Brent said nothing, not even a glance. He ate silently as if it was only him that mattered.
Tiffany kept stealing glances, wondering if he would look her way or ask her about the food, but that seemed to be her extravagant illusion.
“Are you just going to ignore me, after apologizing last nyt ?” Tiffany asked, staring at Brent.
“Who said I was ignoring you ? Or did you not know your table manners ?” He replied not even sparing a glance.
Tiffany glanced at him for a while, before sighing and looked away.
“Is this about Roman ? Thought we got over it last night ?”
“What about this morning ?” Brent asked, raising an eyebrow.
“He called to check on me. That’s all.”
“As if I were dead.”
“What about the girl from last night ?”
“She’s dead to me” He sneered.
“But you fucked her…”
“Cause that was what she wanted”
“You gets to fuck everyone cause they wanted it ? You can at least find a better lie.” Tiffany scoffed.
“Excuse me ?”
“Excuse you ?”
“Hold on Tiffany, don’t tell me you left because I went to blow off some steam ?” Brent asked, squinting his brows.
“I’m not ready to have this conversation with you, not to forget you still have Brenda to coax” Tiffany sighed.
With that said, she got up and left the table.
“Tiffy…” Brent called, as his gaze followed her back.
Brent huffed and got up, following after Tiffany.
Just as she was about to open the door to her room, She felt Brent’s arms on skin. He pulled her back, caught unaware Tiffany knocked her head into his chest.
She winced in pain, rubbing her nose while raising her face to look at Brent.
“Ouch!”
Brent knew he was crazy, but he couldn’t help the turmoil that was going on inside of him.
He took her hands, gently rubbing her nose with his thumb.
Somehow in between their gaze locked. Tiffany’s eyes were caught by his ocean eyes, pulling him into him.
All she wanted to do was to hug him tightly and probably kiss him, this time more intensely.
“Look Tiffany, I’m sorry okay…I know I shouldn’t have left you out there. I was an asshole, I’m sorry, I promise not to leave your side next time okay?” He said, staring into her brown eyes.
Tiffany’s eyes wandered around his face, there was a glint of mischief evident in them.
She burst out laughing, making Brent confused.
“You know…you look so dramatic right now” She laughed loudly, taking a few steps back knowing Brent could come after her.
“Tiffy I’m being damn serious right now” he sighed, ruffling his hair.
“I know right ? You’re just too handsome. I can’t help but feel embarrassed.”
“You!!”
Brent half yelled, hurriedly going after her. Tiffany seemed to notice him and ran off.