Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 405

405-Cursed Feelings.

Christina and I spoke for hours before we finally went to bed. I had to sleep on the couch because Lazio was occupying the entire bed. The instant I closed my eyes, my story in the dream world began.

Every night when I go to bed, I see my mate in my dreams. I see my Thiago!

He would only smile at me and never approach. I would be standing beside him, staring at him with hope-filled eyes.

I woke up before everyone and headed straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I had a lot of dishes to prepare now that we had guests.

I was busy preparing the sandwiches when I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched. Upon turning around, I found Maynard standing at the door. Time seemed to have passed for a minute before I gave him a smile and looked ahead instantly.

"Morning!" he said, walking into the kitchen and standing beside me. He was towering over me, wearing a black shirt and black shorts.

"Morning! How are you?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

"I am good. What about you?" he asked in return. "You have been very silent. This is not the Enya I remember," his voice sounded playful when reminding me how I have changed in the course of only two years.

"People change," I shrugged as I continued to cook for them.

"I noticed something. I know you will not be comfortable talking about it with me---," he said, leaning his back against the counter and not breaking the stare from my face.

"Then don't talk about it," I interrupted him, but in return, he only let out a scoff.

"You and Lazio! you two are not happy?" He went ahead and asked me the question, anyway. I slowed down while chopping the carrot and zoned out for a minute. Everybody was able to notice the dullness of our relationship except for Lazio.

"What makes you say that?" I asked, and when he didn't answer me, I turned to look at him.

"It is obvious. When you left the restaurant and he didn't even blink an eye, I knew instantly that you are being mistreated," he uttered, hunching over and tilting his head when his face was merely a few inches away from mine.

"Why didn't you tell me he had been hanging around with Valerie?" I asked him, not turning to him or letting our eyes connect.

Although I have been deprived of attention and affection for the past two years, his attention didn't seem right to me.

"It's too late to talk about it all now," I said as I moved away from him when he tried to get close to me. I would not let him do this to her.

"Enya! I knew it was you that night," he murmured as he turned to leave.

"What?" I asked, a frown appearing on my face.

"The night in the cabin when I expressed my feelings. I knew it was you. Those words were never meant for her. But because you didn't respond, I had to back away and lie to her. That's when I made a stupid mistake and spoke about taking a step further with her in this relationship," he confessed to everything and then out of the kitchen.

I was once again left in bewilderment. Was he really never over me?

But why does it matter now? We both parted ways years ago. It is better that it stays that way. I forced myself to focus on the food when I heard him walk into the kitchen once again.

"Please! There is nothing left to say. She is waiting for you in her room. Go be with her," I whispered, and when he didn't say anything, I turned around and realized it wasn't even Maynard.