Guardian
Chapter 37
He came into her vision, starting out blurred and then focusing on his dashing grey eyes. She never really knew, were they blue or grey? Or were they a little bit of both? She place her hand on his chest, pushing him slowly away for more space.
He got away slowly and she got herself up, trying her best not to wake James. Ada surprised herself by how easily she had let her guard down by falling asleep with a child. The salt on her cheeks felt dry yet sticky and Leon's hand helped her up by supporting her shoulder.
He tugged at her hand, asking her to go with him. With no declination, she followed him and his fingers released her slender arm. Once in a different room, he closed the door behind them and she saw in his eyes fire that lit her heart vividly. She wanted distance, and so she went further in the room.
"Isn't about time you explain why you're doing all of this?" Leon seemed impatient.
"Explain what?" She asked playfully.
"Cut the crap. I can't take this anymore."
Her silence was an offense to him.
"Is this your personal way of manifesting whatever it is that you feel or you've felt during the past?" His hard eyes darted at her for defiance, Ada knew he wanted to her answer him honestly.
But only one phrase hit her mind as she began making her way for the door.
Passing right by Leon she said "Well it's a little too late for that isn't?"
The indifference in her tone was the sign of a barrier building its walls around her.
He caught her wrist and brought her close to him, close to his body, close to his heart. It went beyond borders, it was forbidden and yet Ada knew the feeling of being thrilled by such subtlety. His eyes mentioned insanity for her.
"Why Ada?" It hit her like a rock, he said those words the same way he had said them in Spain. "Why'd you show up like this?"
"Hmph." She had a feel to be snotty. Just as she was when they met in that room. With her head to the side, Wong felt his breath on her jaw, tickling it with gentle huffs.
"What's it to you?" Ada whispered in the eerie hallows. Their eyes never met.
His fingers cupped her chin and before she knew it, Leon had place his lips on hers. The hesitation in his gesture was crystal clear. It wasn't a kiss, it was just his lips on hers. Under his she spoke worried words.
"Leon, we ca-" He cut her off quicker that light. Their contact broke, the time for him to express himself.
"Don't say it. I don't want to hear it."
And naturally the gap was closed and forbidden love was reborn under a sole kiss, the very same that lit their broken hearts in the city of the dead.