His Triantafyllo

CHAPTER 17

The water hears and understands. The ice does not forgive.

Scarlett's pov

"What?" I asked.

"What?" He asked same.

"What did you just say?"

"I'll be waiting." He calmly answered.

"After that."

He thought for a minute, " Triantáfyllo."
He said it really fast.

"What does it mean?"

"What does what mean?"

"The thing that you just said."

"I didn't say anything. I questioned you, I said what does what mean"

"No, before that."

"No, before that." He copied me.

"What you just said."

"What you just said." He again did it.

"Listen, stop copying me." I said putting my hands on my hips.

"Listen, stop copying it." He copied my posture too. That little Mr. Silencer.

"Stop it." I whined.

"Stop it." He whined too. He tried to do it my voice. He sounded really funny doing it. His voice was so hilarious.

I Burst out laughing at him. I couldn't control my laugh.

I was laughing so much that I didn't notice him staring at me with a small smile on his face.

I stopped laughing and looked at him. I wanted to ash him his reason of marrying me. There must be one, right?
"You asked me why I agreed to marry you. Why did you say yes?"

He looked away for a moment, then again looked back at me.
"My badima wanted me to."

"And?"

"I couldn't say no to her." He shrugged.

I stepped a little closer to him.
"Any other reason?"

"Yes, there is." he answered.

"Which is?" I asked. I don't know why but I wanted to know.

"Hmm. Let me think." He tapped his finger on his chin. Then raised his eyebrows  and widened his eyes as if he found what he was looking for.

He came closer to me.
"Not gonna tell you." He whispered leaning his face close to mine.

"Why?" My voice turned into a mere whisper.

"You gotta wait." He gave me a lopsided smile.

Oh, I see. He used my words against me.

I gave him a smile of my own.
We kept looking into each others' eyes.

Being this close to him, my breathing increased. I couldn't keep looking at him.
So, I lowered my eyes and looked towards the tiled  floor.

He moved more close to me.
It was getting hot there suddenly, even with the cold wind blowing. I wanted to move further towards him and close this distance between us.

I took a step back and moved my head upwards to face him, "it's... it's getting late. I should go."

He nodded looking at me.
"Yeah. You should."

But I didn't move. Instead I asked,
"Don't you have to go to bed too?"

"I do. I will. Just not now." He answered.