His Drama Queen novel Chapter 44

"Nicole?" He asked in a hoarse voice, ruffling his hair and squinting his eyes at me like as if he couldn't believe that I stood in front of him. "Is that you?"

A small smile made its way towards my face, but soon sadness and guilt overpowered me. I thought I could be strong and just deliver my speech without bursting out into tears, but the exact opposite happened.

"Ethan I'm so sorry." I sobbed as tears welled up in my eyes. My lips was quivering and my hands were trembling as I spoke further. "I should have never let you go and I know you just had sex because of your voice and your hair. And I know who that girl is, but honestly I promise you, I would make a better girlfriend. I really really miss you and you are my home." I choked back another sob and couldn't see anything through my tears except the blurry outline of his body. "And I love you so much and I'm so sorry about everything, but I will not change right away if you consider taking me back. It will take time, but I promise it will be worth it. And I---did I already said how sorry I am and how much I miss you? I was so stupid and---,"

Suddenly I felt a warm body pressed against mine and a pair of lips claiming my own, stopping me from further ranting. With his free hand he grabbed my left hand and placed my open palm on his heart, and holds it there, while still kissing me like there's no tomorrow. I hungrily kissed him back until we were both out of breath.

Slowly he pulled away, a satisfied grin plastered on his face as he let go of my hand. He slowly runs his fingers through my wet and sticky hair and gently guides my face closer to his, eventually leaning me in to rest my head on his chest.

"God, you're so dramatic." He mumbled into my hair as he wrapped his arms around me.

I let out a shaky breath as I felt the warmth of his body against my cold skin. My body trembled under his touch and he must have felt it.

"Come on, let's get you changed." Ethan said as he put his hand behind the small of my back and guided me inside the mansion.

"I-I just need to know if I'm forgiven and--," I couldn't finish my sentence, because he placed a quick peck on my lips shutting me up immediately.

"We will talk about that later, princess. Come on, let's get you changed. You're soaking wet."

I nodded absentmindedly and followed him to his room. When he was about to open the door, I took a few steps back, my heart stammering wildly. "Y-your girlfriend." I managed to choke out.

Ethan chuckled and shook his head. "What girlfriend are you talking about?" He opened the door and I peeked inside, only to find it empty.

"Oh."

"Yeah...Here." He threw a white shirt at me that was lying on his bed. "Change into this and come downstairs. I will make you coffee."

I quickly changed my clothes and dried my hair before heading to the kitchen where Ethan was waiting for me with a steaming cup of coffee.

I took a sip of it and felt my insides warm up instantly. I looked around and everything was still the same.

"What girlfriend were you talking about?" Ethan questioned as he sat next to me on the barstool.

"The one in the gossip papers?"

Ethan scoffed and put his coffee mug down. "Really? You out of everyone should know not to believe in gossips. The girl you saw me with... she is my niece."

Oh damn you, Hayden. Why was I so stupid to even listen to you?

"Oh."

But I can't. I honestly can't wait anymore.

I wanted him to know how I feel about him.

About this. About us.

I wanted him to know that I'm also here for the long run. I may have walked out of his life, but I came back.

And I think it will always be like that. No matter what, I will always come back to him. Because he is my home. My peace. My safe haven.

Ethan leaned in closer to me and tilted my chin up so I could stare right in his eyes. A small smile appeared on his face as he softly caressed my cheek. "I love you, too."

This time I was the one that was star struck. I couldn't believe what I heard and I had to blink my eyes a couple of times to assure myself that I was not dreaming

I hadn't expect him to say it so fast. I stared in complete awe at the handsome guy in front of me before leaning in further and kissing him briefly on his lips.

"I still cannot cook." I murmured against his lips as I slowly pulled away. His warm breath was fanning in my face.

I felt his lips curling up into a smile. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear as he studied my face. "I will be there to cook."