"Huh?" Cayenne turned to her side in order to face the Stefan who was driving beside her. She thought she was just hearing things. "Did you say something?"
Stefan shook his head to deny his words. He didn't want to alert her and make her felt alarm; and he needed to be careful when it comes to pursuing her. He wanted her to feel that he was sincere and it will all start on the next day.
The two of them went back home and Cayenne was ready to take a shower and rest. She was really tired from all the afternoon activities she had with him. But instead of going to sleep, Stefan told her to pack up.
"Where are we going?" Cayenne questioned while watching him pull out a suitcase from their closet. "Why are we packing up? It's in the middle of the night. Are we moving?" She was starting to feel distress over his actions. If she had known that they'd be going somewhere, she would have packed her things in the afternoon before leaving the house.
"And I don't have any suitcase or large bag to place my things."
Stefan stood up straight and walked towards her. The things they bought were just placed on the couch since they needed to quickly pack their things. "You can take a rest. I'll pack up our things."
"Can you tell me where are we going?"
"Somewhere you'll really enjoy." Stefan responded. He held her on her shoulders and let her sit on the couch. "You don't need to do anything. I'll take care of our clothes."
Cayenne was left to ponder over things. She really had no idea what was going on in his mind and he wasn't telling her anything either. Surprisingly, her heart was calm because she knew that he wouldn't bring her to any dangerous place. She had this complete trust on him for no apparent reason.
"I'll help you." Cayenne stood up and brought out some of the clothes that she can bring. "Am I supposed to place them inside your luggage?"
"Hn. We'll share with the luggage and we can just buy a new one for you later."
"O-okay." Cayenne placed her clothes on the other side of the suitcase but when it comes to her undergarments, she blushed and couldn't bring herself to place her things inside the suitcase. "I'll place somethings in my bag."
He raised her head from arranging their clothes and grinned at her. He wasn't really making things difficult for her but he wanted to tease her a little. "Why don't you just put every thing inside the suitcase? In that way, you can only bring a small bag to put our wallets and phones -more convenient."
"No need. No need." She insisted and kept hold her underwear behind her. "I don't mind carrying a bigger bag."
"But, wouldn't it be a little inconvenient for you every time you open your bag?"
Realizing the hidden meaning behind his words, Cayenne blinked her eyes with uneasy expression. He was right. It's embarrassing for her to open her bag with her undergarments in front of many people especially when she wanted to get her passport or wallet. And she didn't have any spare bag to use.
Left with no other choice, Cayenne slowly put her things inside the suitcase with a red face and trembling hands. She wasn't trembling from rage but from too much embarrassment. They might have been together for quite a long time but she never left any of her undergarments in his view. She would always put them inside her bag and bring it home for her to wash.
The only clothes she left in his house every morning were her shorts and other home clothes.
Stefan took a small zip lock container at the bottom of his drawer and gave it to her. "You can use this. If you are not comfortable placing it inside the suitcase, you can just place it her and put it at the bottom part of your bag and place your other things on top of it."
As if receiving her salvation, Cayenne grabbed the zip lock plastic and took her undergarments from the suitcase. She turned her back on him and arranged her things inside her bag while he was carefully selecting clothes. He had been waiting for her to pick up her clothes in order for him to find a matching outfit with the clothes she chose.
'After tomorrow, everything will change. I can only hope that the change is the kind of change that I am expecting.' Stefan thought while looking at her back which was facing him.
"Hn?" Cayenne abruptly turned and because she was so focused in arranging her things, she didn't notice that he had climbed the bed and crawled towards her side. His face was so close to her and when she turned to look at him, her lips brushed against his lips. Even if it was just a brush between their lips, it was enough to send Cayenne's heart in flame.
She immediately covered her lips with her hand and scrambled away from him. She looked like she had seen a ghost which scared her out of her wits.
Stefan was also stupefied. It was not his intention to kiss her. In fact, the moment she turned around was also the moment he raised his head to face her. He was looking at her things before he called out her name to get his attention. "Sorry, Ayen. I didn't really mean for it to happen.
I was just about to ask you something when you suddenly turned. I'm really sorry."
"This is the second time. You broke your promise." Cayenne's words were bitingly cold and it sliced through his heart like a sharp dagger. Accusation, disappointment, and fear were reflecting on her face.
Yes, she liked him. However, Cayenne didn't want to be kissed casually. She always wanted to give all her first time to the person that she likes and someone who likes her back. But, Stefan stole her first kiss already as well as the second and they don't even have any romantic relationship. She was starting to fear him.