MIRA'S POV:

FLASHBACK TO THE DATE NIGHT

After the Bellamy scene, I don't know how I end up taking a small nap in his arms. The comfort pushed me to the very edge, in his embrace, and I couldn't help, but sleep peacefully in his arms.

It was almost 1 am at night when I woke up to the chills of the air. We were still on the rooftop. He was sleeping beside me. I couldn't help but, smile at his face, which was so close to me, that maybe with one swift movement, my lips would end up on his.

I'd very much like the idea, but the chills in the air, made me abruptly sit up on the bed.

Technically, the whole place was beautifully decorated with a small bed for us in a corner when we came here. Which was further decorated with lights and a few flower petals, all around giving an aesthetic vibe all over the place. A few scented candles for the aroma and there was a small table with champagne and a guitar, which we never touched yet.

Everything was as it is, as before we left when we dozed off.

"You, awake?" His voice startled me for a minute. I turned back to see him staring at me with a smile on his face. "You look really cute, when you sleep, you know?" he asked in the muse. His face showed a hint of tease.

What? Do I drool in sleep? Or do I snore? I mean I have never had this insecurity before, because, most of the men I slept with, never end up with a woke up conversation with me. I'd left before they even woke up. And even in these months he never mentioned any such things to me. Then why bring it up today?

I am freaking out too much.

"Relax" His voice broke into small laughter, you don't look like a monster in sleep. I said cute, not a monster, Mira." Sarcasm breaks in the air and honestly, that did not muse me at all. My nostril flare with a deadpan at him.

But instead of taking that seriously, he kissed my neck, making me gasp all of sudden. A chill shot on my spine when his teeth moved into my skin, giving a mixture of pain and pleasure. I won't lie, a warm pool of liquid moved to my core and I pressed my legs together, to control everything.

I don't want sex. Not right now. Rather, I wanted to do something else. "Do you play?" I asked, all excited, pointing at the guitar. I'd say I have a soft spot for the guitar in my heart. I never knew if he played the guitar. But since, it is here, I hope he does.

"Only on request," he said as he guided himself toward the guitar. "I wanted to play for you, but you slept before that." He said with a low chuckle.

"Well, you could have woken me up."

He looked at me, before taking up the guitar and coming back to sit beside me. His fingers feather on the strings, making a soft tune come up from it.

We sat on the edge of the comfy bed and I looked up at the stars. The sky was oddly beautiful today for some reason. The moon was surrounded by the night sky and millions of stars in its sea. A slow chilly breeze, surrounded us, and as the gentleman he is, he made sure to cover me up, pulling up his jacket on my shoulder.

It was so beautiful here, that for some time it convinced me, that don't want to leave here.

But my mind snapped to the earlier thoughts. Did he bring them here too? Did he do the same thing, with them too? Did he make them special as he made me tonight?

I know, this is all wrong, but I cannot suppress it, even if I try hard.

"Despite the fact, that, I have brought many girls here before, I have never brought them to the rooftop," he said suddenly gaining all of my attention.

How did he know what I was thinking?

My eyes widen at his sudden confession. As I looked up at him, he didn't show any emotions. He sat casually while looking up at the sky. I could see his eyes sparkling with sincerity from the corner of his eyes. He was not lying.

Does he read minds?

No, it can't be.

"Why me then?" I asked out of curiosity. My heart beats so fast, in my ribcage, that I think it might leave a bruise later.

He looked up at me and gave me a beautiful smile. The smile stopped my world. The smile that almost could drag me to hell, if he wants. The smile made my heart flutter for some reason... He didn't say anything, but his eyes were saying all the required emotions.

He gets back his attention to the guitar, before saying, "Because none of them had made me feel like, what you make me." His voice was so soft, that it was more chilling than the air outside. Something so strong that could crumble the ice tower in my heart with one swift movement.

I was flushed by his compliment but at the same time, it made me scared, thinking of the unforeseen future us. But he never felt it, from making me blush and smile with his cheesy words. I don't know, even if he is real. But sitting here, watching his ocean eyes, make me feel, that this is very much as real as my own heartbeat.

Before I could say anything, a tune played on his guitar, and to add more surprise, his voice swoons my heart away.

"Girl, you stole my heart and changed it
Took all of my plans and rearranged them
Now I finally know what amazing grace is
When I look into your eyes
Baby, I see my whole life

What you, say we put us down some roots?
Find a house up on a hill
Travel 'round the world
Put some pictures on the shelf
Hold you close and keep the faith
Raise some kids with our last name
Well, come on baby what do you, say we do?
I feel like growing old with you
I'm growing old with you"

- By the Restless Road.

His eyes remained fixed on mine the entire time he played. Despite the fact that he was just playing the guitar, his melody sounded like a symphony filled with his feelings.

All I could do was lose myself in his voice as he played the melody. As pure as his voice sounds, the lyrics made me feel queasy in my stomach. Every word he said and every tune he played got me all lost in him. Even though I know, that it was just a song, I felt his emotions in each and every word. By now, I could say, my heart took the pace of a rocket, and I fear, he could almost hear it from there.

A frown reached my forehead while thinking, what should I do? Should I be happy and lost on this beautiful evening, or should I be scared and run from the feeling he is making me feel? Suddenly, through the debates of my thoughts, his ocean-blue eyes met mine and I could see my whole world in front of me. My eyes focused on those beautiful, ocean eyes and his rare dimple smile, while everything else faded away as if they'd never existed before.

What we had for all these months, somehow seemed so small to me. There was something more than I could even imagine. Something I never knew. And right now, sitting here with him, made me realize, that all my beliefs these years could be false. Could they be?

I understood, that there was more to what he was telling me through the song. And that he understood, that partially know now, what he was trying to say.

The song played on the back of my head, and I almost forgot to even breathe for a second. He put down his guitar, before he asks, "Do you like it?"

Did he think, I didn't like the song, seeing my tensed face? Shit. Mira, you certainly know how to spoil a good mood. I mentally snapped at myself.

"It was beautiful." I almost whisper. There were bundles of emotions that rushed through my veins, and my voice almost gave up.

We stared at each other for some time getting lost in each other's eyes once again. There were ocean-blue eyes staring at me, looking for answers I didn't know how to give.

"I love you, Mira". He said suddenly, making my face drop a little finally.

He didn't just say that. I panicked.

No attachments. That was one of the Claus in the contract.

"I don't know since when. But I am pretty much sure, since the day I ever saw you." His face had a different glow. Was he shy? "And despite the fact that we once agreed for this arrangement-ship of our mutual benefit, I know we have passed that long ago."

That is true. Maybe we have passed that long ago. Or maybe not?

I wasn't sure what to say as I sat there speechless. No wonder I feel something for him, but this is all forbidden. I cannot fall for anyone. And I cannot let anyone fall for me. I stood there all shocked.

"Though I never thought that I'd fall for someone again, but you..." he breathes softly. "You made me fall for you like a crazy one."

I fisted my hands in a ball to control my emotions and kill them right there, so they couldn't peek again into my nerve. My nails dig through my skin and it stings a little, but I don't care right now. I do not know what to do, or what to reply to as I just keep looking at him blankly. Tears started building in my eyes. I don't believe that all this is real.

As much as this is all beautiful and I want to endure it till the very last, it is also scary, thinking all those darkest parts of my soul that he didn't even know, could end everything right there.

"I know, you had certain rules in your life, and I don't expect to break that right away." His voice softens as much as possible and I could feel myself melting away. "There is no pressure to reply to me soon. I just wanted you to know how I feel about you."

His thumb wiped off the tears from my cheeks slowly as he held my face in his palm, staring at me with his beautiful eyes. "But I want you to think about us. I know we are still trying to name ourselves with a more proper name... And I can only think love would be more perfect for us." I could feel his voice more genuine than ever. "That week away from you, made me realize, that no matter how much I try not to see it, I have fallen for you."

I was taken aback by all his sudden action as his lips slowly touched mine. He didn't move. We didn't move. We just stood there feeling each other's touch for a moment. All of my thoughts got carried away and pushed back on the metal box once again as I was caught in this euphoric moment of my life.

Slowly, his lips started to move as he sucked my lower lip in his. At first, I debated if I could respond or not, but as his lips started moving like those deep waves, I was forced to respond back by my consciousness. That day I was proven that actions speak louder than words. And his action is screaming the sincerity of every word he told me.

The kiss was slow and passionate. Nothing like we had before during those sex sessions. This was something special. Like this evening. He held my head with one hand to balance my posture. His lips linger on me as he slowly draws his lips letting me feel all his passion and love for me.

I could taste our shared breath as he began to kiss harder, each second. His body heatedly pressed against mine as we kissed each other like there was no tomorrow.

If sin was too much to bear, it tastes like heaven, that I couldn't ignore. No matter how many times I wanted to stop, I started feeling something for him and despite knowing that all of this could end badly I just cannot let him go. I gave myself to him, feeling all the beautiful emotions that I had never experienced before. That evening was the most romantic we could have had in all these months.

END OF FLASHBACK:

As I awoke from my daydream with a loud horn, I realized I had already reached my office. Tom stopped the car before the gate as he said, "we are here."

I awkwardly looked at him as I seemed to have lost track of time, his eyes look skeptically at me for the first time. Probably because he noticed how red I am from blushing all this time and lost in someone's thought with the same amount of tension on my face.

After all, that really is a bad combination.

It was true, this is the first for me too. But the question keeps replaying in the back of my head, like the radio on the air. Even though he said, that it was just his emotions, he wanted to confess and there is no pressure on me to reply to him back any soon, but there unfortunately is. I know, unfortunately, even if I don't have to answer him right away, I have to answer one day. And right now, I don't want to think of that day anymore.

I have time. To think. So will think about it. Though I was sure, for me loving someone was near impossible, I don't really see that option with Alex. He was the only one that end up bending all my rules and I don't know how far will I go for him.

"Thank you, Tom," I replied awkwardly as I stepped out of it quickly.

He left as without saying anything, no matter how hard he tried to control those concerned faces of his. About Tom, he is someone who has never bothered me. I like that about him. Despite the circumstances, he never questioned or judge He was a very quiet person and very professional. And I just need my day, like these.

No questions. No pressure. No judgements. So that I can finally think about what really, I want.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: AAAAAHHHHH!!!! He finally proposed to her. He also sang a song for her. Is there anything more he has to do to be declared the sweetest guy alive? TT But on a serious note what do you think Mira's answer will be?

This is a bonus chapter