Just a Simple Love Story by Kimberley Nunes (best historical fiction books of all time TXT) 📖

the man with that outstanding chin. I turned back to the young Benz who seemed to have relaxed now. He smirked all of a sudden while pulling down my hand from his cheek, taking it into his hand and entwining his fingers with mine.

“Should we order?” he seemed to have regained his usual composure.

“Um, are you-?”

Before I could say anything further he waved over the waiter ordering some wine for starters. He started talking as if nothing had happened just a short while ago. Why do I feel so uneasy about this entire situation? Who was she? I didn’t ask him any of those questions, although I was dying to know. Maybe Nala knows something? Her name was Sylvia…

Our dinner went by and we conversed as usual. With no word did he mention anything about the couple we had encountered and I didn’t dare asking, not wanting to ruin the mood.

After an overly delicious meal Sebastian drove me home. He insisted on walking me to the building’s main entrance.

“Hey, Kaitlynn” we had reached the glass doors.

“You want to come up and join me for a tea?” I asked, as it had gotten really chilly this late in the night.

The cheeky Benz just grinned: ”Well, it depends whether you actually mean drinking tea or…”

He didn’t end his sentence, but grabbed my wrist and pulled me against his broad and muscular chest. His arms slung tightly around my waist.

“Or…” his hand slid up my back and he buried it in my hair, while pulling me even closer with his other arm.

“Or what?” I could hardly breathe.

My heart beat so fast, my cheeks were burning and the trail his hand had traced tickled. My eyes were captured by his and there was no escaping what so ever.

“Or…” he lightly tugged at my hair tilting my head back.

Sebastian bent down and the next thing I know or rather felt are his lips on mine. In that moment the world stopped spinning around me. I didn’t see anything, I didn’t hear anything I didn’t smell anything, I didn’t feel anything, but Sebastian and his soft and warm lips. He slowly pulled away leaving me wanting more. Seeing the look on my face he smirked.

“What? You’re not satisfied?” he knowingly tortured me.

I bit my lip and tried to calm down not wanting him to believe I would be at his mercy. But it didn’t seem to have worked as my eyes wondered to his perfectly shaped mouth recalling what I had just felt. He chuckled before pulling my head back harder this time and crushing his lips onto mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer. He took me by surprise as the arm holding me close just now snaked its way down to my butt, squeezing it harshly, making me moan involuntarily and granting his tongue access to slip through. The way he worked with his tongue was out of this world. He made me feel things in that moment I hadn’t been able to experience to such an extent. By now I had lost any self-awareness I ever possessed. He drove me crazy and I neither had the strength nor the will to stop him. He could’ve done anything with me.

We both pulled away gasping for air. Neither of us said a word but breathed heavily. Sebastian leaned his forehead against mine wrapping me in a loving embrace. My hands traced down his muscular chest unto the point I felt his heart pound wildly against my palm.

“And I thought the great Mr. Benz was used to such things” I joked referring to his breathlessness and hammering heart.

“I thought so, too” he replied smiling.

“You shouldn’t be saying things like that when holding some girl, idiot” I reprimanded playfully.

“When holding other girls I don’t have such conversations” his sharp tongue replied.

“And you shouldn’t talk about other girls, either” I pursed my lips.

“Then you shouldn’t talk about some girl, Doc” he bit my lower lip.

“Outch… Whatever you say” I felt drained all of a sudden.

“Kaity?” I heard him call me. “You should head up now. I need to-“

“Yeah, I know” I interrupted feeling slightly disappointed. “When are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Six in the morning” he played with my hair.

“You’ll be gone for one week, right?”

Since when did I sound so pitiful? Stupid Benz!

“Hn” came his signature answer.

“Then you better leave, Benz.”

“Hey, Doctor Noakes” he tipped my chin back planting a soft kiss on my now sensitive lips. “See you in a week’s time.”

I Found Someone

 

I hurriedly walked through the automatic doors of the hospital as it had started raining cats and dogs.

"Wow, someone looks beat" my close friend Nala greeted me from the reception.

"A good morning to you, too, Nala" I yawned lazily.

"So?" she scooted closer to her desk behind the counter and leaned in as soon as I had reached.

"So what?" I asked checking some files.

"Oh, come on, Kaite" she exasperatedly exclaimed. "How was your date with Sebastian?"

My hand covered her mouth the second she blurted out his name while I blushed deeply.

"Shut up, Nala!" I warned her. "I need to get going."

With this I swiftly walked to the elevator hearing the bubbly receptionist call after me: "Hey, Kaite. That's so not fair!"

I got into the elevator and leaned my head against the cold metal walls after pressing the button for the floor Ian's room was located. Two full days had passed since that night with Sasuke. He had left right after I had entered the building and was now on a one week business trip. Although we talked on the phone every day I felt lonely. Sure, at first I thought it would be awkward between us after that mind-blowing kiss, but after exchanging a few words we were able to converse just like any other time. I felt as comfortable as always and any uneasiness had flown away. The doors opened and I made my way to Ian's room, who was supposed to leave the hospital today. I knocked lightly and was granted entrance right away.

"Good morning, Doctor Noakes" he greeted me with a wide smile, while putting away the book he had been reading.

"Morning Ian" I walked over to the visitor's chair across the room by the window. "Didn't I tell you to call me by my first name?"

He chuckled: "But it suits you better."

I rolled my eyes at him. Ian and I had become great friends and to me he felt like the big brother I had wished for.

"How are you feeling?" I inquired.

"Great" he told me. "I'm able to go home, at last!"

I nodded happily.

"So, how was your date with my little brother?" Ian suddenly asked.

My eyes grew wide and heat rushed to my head. My opposite chuckled amused.

"Oh, c'mon" he ruffled my hair. "After all, you went to celebrate my discharge, right?"

He mocked me while having way too much fun.

"Sebastian... he told you then?" I stuttered.

"Whose idea do you think it was in the first place?" he grinned devilishly. "Well, at least the part with taking you out for dinner. I wonder what happened after that."

I felt my cheeks flush even deeper. It was just unbelievable what these Benz brothers did with and to me. Both of them enjoyed themselves on my accord.

"So?" Ian poked my cheek.

I hesitated feeling all embarrassed before staring at the ground and mumbling: "We kissed."

"What? I couldn't hear you" he teased me.

Suddenly I remembered something.

"Oh, Ian?" I looked up at him.

He wiped the tears from his eyes after laughing too hard. "Yes, Kaitlynn?"

"Do you know any Sylvia?" I asked.

He froze and his face turned serious. My heart clenched.

"How do you know her?" the older Benz cautiously inquired.

"Um, we met her in the restaurant on Friday" I explained. "She came over to our table and talked to Sebastian. Well, but he on the other hand seemed quite uncomfortable."

I had learnt that Ian was even better in masking his facial expressions then Sebastian. Something he was doing right now.

"Has Sebastian told you anything about her?"

I shook my head feeling the uneasiness rise in my pit.

"Kaitlynn?" he addressed me without any trace of warmth in his voice, "you should talk to him about this. I don't have any right to do so."

I swallowed hard before nodding and putting on a fake smile.

"Well, then I'm going to do that. Thanks Ian!"

Said man did not answer my smile but looked intently at me. A soft knock interrupted his stare allowing me to breath easily again. The door opened and Madeleine entered smiling widely.

"Ian! Oh, and Doctor Noakes!" her warm and happy voice addressed us.

"Mom" her son returned her smile.

She hugged him tightly before extending her hand towards me.

"How are you feeling, darling?" Ian's mother asked him.

"I feel great, especially whenever my favorite doctor visits" he winked.

"Ian!" Madeleine suddenly called her son excitedly.

He in reply arched an eyebrow.

"Sebastian told me he has a date for the ball."

She was so jumpy and happy. A date for a ball? Ian glimpsed over to me before asking his mother: "Who is his date, then?"

Her face fell: "He didn't tell me that, although I asked him so many times."

"Well, don't worry, mother" her son calmed her down. "You'll learn this date's identity latest on the day of the charity event."

Madeleine pouted making her look so cute!

"Oh, before I forget" she rummaged through her designer bag and pulled out an envelope. "Doctor Noakes, I formally would like to invite you to our yearly charity event."

She handed me the cream envelope with my name inscribed in gold on the front. I was surprised and moved.

"Both my sons weren't able to stop praising and talking about you, so I thought it would be a great opportunity to thank you for everything you have done, Doctor Noakes. Will you come?"

I looked up from the heavy envelope

"Mother," Ian sighed, "just give her some time to decide."

He smiled at me.

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Benz. I will let you know right after I check my schedule" I assured her.

She excitedly nodded: "It would be great, if you could come. Oh, and please feel free to bring anybody along."

Sebastian had been away for a week and was supposed to return early morning tomorrow. I had informed him about his mother's invitation. He had laughed and told me to decline. When asked why, he answered with the counter question, whether I was able to multiply. At first I didn't quite understand, so he explained, that he had already planned on taking me as his date. When I asked the young Benz what to reply his mother he sighed and told me to confirm while casually mentioning who my date was supposed to be. I called Madeleine three days ago. At first she was silent as I had done what Sebastian had asked me to. But she suddenly squealed in delight and was overly pleased, not just because I had confirmed, but and, I believe especially because she had at last found out who her son was bringing. She asked whether I had any dress to wear and if not, she would love to go on a shopping spree with me. I accepted her offer gratefully, as I knew I wouldn't find anything in my closet grand enough for such an event. Sebastian had explained that