Chapter 8
*no longer in flashback*
It turns out that the hotel was not at all far from [where we were staying], well that's what Cal told me when he persuaded me to walk back with him. One hour later and we were still walking. Not that I minded, except for my sore feet and my tired legs.
"I disagree," I replied, "my father looks nothing like Eric Bana."
It was especially disturbing, as I remember thinking about how attractive he was in 'Hanna' - Eric Bana, not my father.
"It's the hair and the eyes and perhaps the nose bridge," Cal insisted.
"Nope, I just can't see it. I refuse to see it." I crossed my arms in defiance.
"Well fine, if that's what you think."
Damn Cal! I didn't just want him to give up, I wanted to win! Though I sensed that he dropped the topic in order to prevent an argument.
"Who do I look like, then?" I asked.
"No one, you look like you," he replied, no hesitation.
"Oh, come on, Cal! That's a BS answer and you know it!" I jabbed my finger into his arm to illustrate my point.
"I have thought about it, but there is not one person I would compare you to."
I didn't know what to say. I studied each feature on the side of his face that faced me (he was actually watching where we were going).
"You have the best jawline," I said, thinking out loud.
"Thank you, I moulded it myself." He grinned, seemingly proud of his handiwork and I laughed a little.
There was a pause, as my turn to speak had come up, but I had not taken it.
"We're not far now."
"You said that ages ago," I said, immediately regretting my whiny tone.
"I mean it this time."
We were walking past a couple of fields, one was sweetcorn, I think, too tall to see past and too thick to see through. On the other side of the road, there was a wheat field, which seemed to expand forever into the horizon with a classic scarecrow in the middle.
"Cal, are we in Kansas?"
He looked around and saw the scenery as I saw it.
"Well, not anymore, my dear Dorothy," he mimicked the southern drawl perfectly.
"Seriously? Do you have any more perfect accents I should know about?"
He tapped the side of his nose, to show that he wouldn't say, but the fact that he was trying not to smile told me that there were many more.
xXx
When we finally got back, my dad was waiting for us. His expression immediately reminded me of what we had done, from his point of view: gone missing overnight without telling anyone where we were or what we were up to.
"My office. Now."
I was reluctant to follow, but Cal placed his hand on my waist, in order to steer me to the office. I knew he was just making sure I don't run away.
"Where were you both?" My father asked, rather calmly (considering the topic). Cal had only just shut the door and neither of us had even had the chance to sit down. I didn't want to say anything, knowing that it would sound better coming from Cal.
"We spent the night in a hotel," he said. Actually, it sounds bad anyway. My dad visibly paled.
I cleared my throat, hoping my voice would return, sounding normal.
"But nothing happened."
Nope, it still came out a little too squeaky. Cal blushed, probably remembering the make-out session. This was so not helping our cause.
"I can promise you, sir, that we did not...consummate our relationship." My dad relaxed a little, the tensed up again.
"Nothing happened beyond holding hands," I said quickly. Then added "not even that," for good measure.
"There was a bit of kissing and-" Cal started. I hit him in the arm and he looked at me in protest.
'Not helping!' I mouthed.
"That's not actually my main problem here, though I am mainly concerned now that it has been brought to my attention-" Cal and I blushed, "-you just should have told someone."
"It was my fault," Cal and I said at the same time, though he added a 'sir' at the end. Cal and I smiled at each other briefly. My dad sighed and ran his hand over his face.
"Just don't let it happen again. There are all sorts of dangers out there."
I sighed in relief at the lack of punishment.
"And Sophia? You're not allowed to leave the manor for a week," he added.
xXx
A/N: Sorry it has been such a long time, guys, I have had some exams and some writers block and now I have a lot of work to do with so little time! But here we are, the latest mini-chapter for those reviewers, whom I actually adore!
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