CHAPTER TWENTY:
As we stare at the beautiful stars my phone buzzes and that grabs Christian's attention, "We should get inside it is getting cold." Christian stands up and holds out his hand to help me up.
I shyly smile as I stand next to him, it has been an amazing night and for the first time I feel like things might actually work out between us.
Even though he likes to hide it, I know he is a very romantic guy. I have never had anyone do something like this for me. The last guy I liked tried to rape me, so this is very sweet.
"How about some hot apple cider?" He asks as we walk inside the house.
I nod my head, "I just need to use the ladies' room first." I smile and head up the stairs and to the bathroom. I grab my cell phone from the back pocket of my jeans and check for any messages. I'm surprised when I don't see any text from Paisley. Then I see a voicemail. I immediately listen to it.
"Good afternoon Miss Campbell, I'm calling from the Harvard financial office. We got your acceptance to the program, but we haven't received the payment for the down payment to save your spot. If we do not receive it in the next 10 days, we'll take it as you are no longer interested in attended Harvard University. We hope that isn't the case and we hear from you soon. Thank you and take care."
I hang up the phone and I'm freaking out. I'm about to lose my spot to the school of my dreams. I walk back and forth and realize that I have the money from the paintings maybe it is enough to save my spot.
I quickly sneak out of the bathroom and head to the room where I stayed. I left my purse there and I need to see how much money I have. Grabbing my purse, I immediately dump everything out on the bed and grab the envelop Nick gave me. I count and count until I am satisfied.
I relax when I see I have enough for the down payment, but I still need to figure out how I'm going to pay the rest. I know I don't have very much time, but now that things are working out with Christian I might be able to speed things up and get what I'm looking for.
I put my money away and inhale and exhale. Christian doesn't even image what is about to come his way.
"It smells delicious." I tell Christian as I walk into the kitchen. He smiles and finishes pouring apple cider into the cups. He looks so handsome in the low-lit room and I can't stop staring at him.
Christian hands me my cup, "Be careful it is hot."
"Thank you." I shyly smile and follow him to the living room where he has started a fire.
"You have a beautiful home."
"Thank you, this is my safe heaven." He tells me, and I can tell he really means that.
"Do you come here often?" I ask wanting to learn more about him.
"Yes. This is where I get most of my work done." He tells me between sips of his drink.
"You get to work from home?" I ask curious.
"I only work from home." He sounds a little uncomfortable with this conversation.
"Why is that?"
"I just do." He answers me with irritation in his voice.
"But why?" I ask again.
"Just drop it Anastasia I don't want to talk about it." He murmurs.
"Why don't you like talking about your life?" I ask a bit irritated. I have been trying to get to know him but he is making it difficult.
"There isn't much to know about me."
"I bet the difference. You seem so interestingly mysterious."
"Trust me I'm not."
"Fine prove me wrong."
He stays quiet gazing at me, telling me to drop this conversation with his eyes. "You don't want to know about me."
"I do actually. Why are you so afraid to open up to me?"
He stands up and begins to walk away, "Because you are too innocent to hear my life story." With that he walks out of the room leaving me confused, but not for long. I stand up and follow him.
"That's where you are wrong." I shout, "I'm not some innocent girl."
"You saying that doesn't make you not innocent." he doesn't turn around to look at me when he says that.
"STOP." I yell, "Look at me when you are speaking to me." I'm angry and tired of his games.
He stands still and soon he is facing me, "So not only are you an innocent little girl, you are a bratty one, who can't take a no." he yells at me with anger in his eyes. I back away scare at the look on his face. I have pushed him too far. His face rapidly changes when he notices my fear. He tries to come close to me, but I back away again.
He runs his hand through his hair "I will have someone take you back to the city tomorrow. Don't worry I'm not going to come near you. I'm sorry if I scared you." With that he storms out of the room and I'm finally believing he is too damage for me.
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