"Love cures people—both the one's who give it and the ones who receive it."
~Karl Menninger

I don't know which is more shocking, that Eli is standing in my room, or that he heard me get frisky and moaning while in the bathroom early, or that I am currently standing naked before him.

I haven't seen him since the night and because the light wasn't the brightest in the room when he came, I was barely able to make out his face and now standing before me, the last thing I want to do now is to look away from him. Firstly because that would mean that I am conscious of being seen naked by him, (which happens to be true,) but Anna wouldn't be because he is her fiancé so no need to be ashamed. And secondly, because Anna was wrong, he isn't a bit different from the picture I have, he's very different from the nerdy-looking man, I've stared at during my week of training. This one happens to be gorgeous and that's is a bad thing.

Unlike the picture, Eli is in an extremely low cut which only indicates that he's gotten tired of his curly hair. His glasses are sitting on the bridge of his nose and Anna told me his glasses were specifically designed to be worn from 7 am to 9 pm to not wear out his eyes and cause further damage to his rod and cones.

The picture was at least right about his olive skin tone, but unlike in the picture, his oval-shaped face has a few stubbles on and he seems to be raring it rather than trying to get rid of it. His eyes are now a radiant but unique aluminium-grey colour that brings out his manly beauty and his almost perfect nose is still covered with freckles. His lips are still the same rosy pink, thin and pale at the top and flushed and naturally curved in the shape of cupid bow at the bottom.

His left brow still bears the scar that can't be ignored and it just like always makes his face look imperfectly perfect. He's in black jean trousers and white long sleeve and a black tie on his neck that is half loosed and his hands are tucked into his pocket.

He seems to be watching me too, probably studying me to take notice of the changes on me, there was a slight difference between our body types had some of those differences. Anna and I had slim figures, I happened to be curvier around my hips and my breasts are fuller. My stomach is also one of the differences we shared 'cause while Anna's stomach is flat, my lower stomach seems to protrude a little. Only someone who has seen Anna naked couple of time would spot this difference.

Eli probably has and the longer he stays silent, the longer I fear for the worse.

He strolls towards me, picks up the towel beside my feet before handing them to me, "I'm sorry, Anna, usually I look away," he apologises, indicating the presence of his self control even though his carnal desire seem obvious.

I clear my throat trying to regain my composure as I take the towel away from him and wrap myself up. A few nuts seem to have been set off in me at the sight of him and I need to get them back as soon as I can.

"Don't worry, it isn't something you haven't seen before," I state, trying to sound as casual as possible and brush off the nervous feeling of having him stare at me for so long. I turn to the wardrobe and begin to fish for the sundress I'm supposed to wear while trying to ignore Eli's hot gaze on every inch of my exposed skin. "You didn't tell me you were coming over," I pointed out, a side of me is hoping to scold him for not giving me a heads up.

He steps away from me a little and I quietly exhale in relief, "I'm sorry, it's been a few days since I last saw you and I know it's my work's fault as always, but I wanted to make sure you were okay as well as tell you that I love you."

My lips run dry and I am trapped with not knowing what to say, but before I can regain myself, he speaks, "You're probably still mad at me for the last eight months." His grey eyes flicker with a little guilt.

"I'm not, Eli, why would I be?"

"Anna, come on, you don't have to act like you're okay with this, we are the only ones here."

"I get it, Eli," I pull out an orange sundress which is the perfect outfit for relaxing beside the pool just as the calendar states, "It's your job, your mission to save the world from itself, but you barely have time for anything else and most times you seem to forget about me. You are the only one that got my back Eli, I trust you and I barely have you when I need you or miss you and that's not fair." I finish talking and exhale sharply.

He chews over his lips and nods, "I understand, Anna and I'm sorry, tell me what you want and I will do it."

"The only thing I've ever wanted is you, just like I did when we first met," I reply, my voice going a bit weak in the end.

"Are you busy tonight?" He asks stepping forwards and my heart picks up a beat.

Yes, I will be at the pool, staring at the stars and then reading a book. 

"Why are you asking?" I demand, doing my best not to panic.

When someone asks if you're busy tonight, they are hoping to see if they can fit their agenda into your plans and Eli being present here is messing up the calendar for me and I don't think it would be cool to have him stay any further.

He's your fiancé, you can't ask him to leave.

"I was hoping if you didn't have much homework we could go out to the Grand Square and just like we used to have the times of our lives." He replies with a small smile that almost makes me go weak in my knee. It must be the sex starvation.

I need to find a reasonable excuse to decline.

"I still have a few collections I need to work on..." I trail off, not knowing where exactly I'm heading with the lie.

"Can I help?" He inquires with eyes genuinely interested.

I raise my brow, "Since when did you become a fashion expert?" 'Cause last time I checked, Anna didn't tell me that was one of the things you were good at.

"Since I haven't spent good time with my fiancée in the last few months, I feel like I've missed a lot. So if helping you will help you finish your homework and come with me, then I'd want to help."

This man is all type of cute.

"I had the night planned out, Eli," I inform him before turning to the clothes on the bed "so how about we do that tomorrow?"

His eyes darken a little and I begin to fear why that might be, could it be because I just broke the rule of never saying no to his request? I have no idea.

"I thought you wanted us to spend as much time together as possible?" His brow rises critically.

"I know and if you're as ready to commit to this, then you will make time out of your busy schedule to be around for the date tomorrow."

A smirk appears on the side of his mouth and shivers run down my spine in response, "You know how to drive a hard bargain woman."

"I know." I concur and wink at him. "But I also know how to dress up and turn heads when I give my word."

He grins before stepping closer towards me and my hands grip the towel around me for dear life. "Sure, honey, can you keep a secret?" He asks with his brow rising and when I nod, he proceeds to whisper, "I care more about what's underneath the clothing; the one I saw a moment ago." into my ears and I am trapped between turned on and surprised. Turned on because his hoarse voice, accompanied by the profane words he just said, are enough to turn me on and I'm surprised because I didn't see that coming. I mean he's a nerd in glasses and also partially blind, so the last thing you will think about when you think about him is his sex life much less him dirty talking.

I bit my lips and turn away from him, "Oh, right. If you keep whispering that in my ears and I am unable to finish up my assignment because of them, don't blame me when I don't show up tomorrow." I say and not letting my real self surface at this moment is extremely difficult, but necessary.

He clears his throat, "You're right, I'm sorry, there's just something about you in that towel that does terrible things to me," he admits with a slight chuckle as he steps back.

I didn't know how to react, Anna did give me a few things to say but at this moment a lot of them are gone. "Don't be sorry, I knew this towel barely held anything in when I put it on. You could step out and let me dress up." I tiptoe and peck his cheek and he nods and walks out of the room.

I throw myself on the bed.

How is this just the third day?

After dressing up and coming out of the room, I see Eli holding onto his phone and a worried look on his face. "What's wrong?"

He explained to me the call was from his grandma and told me he had to go I nodded and told him to call me and he kissed my forehead before leaving.

Though I hope Elizabeth Wilson is okay, I am eased at his sudden departure. Nonetheless, I know there is no escape for tomorrow. I will be trapped with him for hours, talking about a lot and God only knows what will be revealed.