Her Mysterious Life – In love with her secret savior

Journey back to Kyra's house was a lot silent. Except for occasional smiles and peeking at each other, neither of them did anything. 

They could have started a conversation but they have already spoken a lot while they were at the party. Even after scratching their heads they couldn't think of any relaxing and fun topic to talk about. 

Talking about their work would have erased this silence but they have decided not to act like workaholics at least when they are with each other. 

'It's getting hot.' Kyra thought as she rolled down the window for some fresh air. The anticipation of what might happen after dinner started to set the mood in the car. 

Oliver unbuttoned the first button of his shirt and loosened the tie. He moved his fingers through his hair while his other hand made rhythmic tappings with it's fingers on the steering. It is obvious that they are thinking about it at the same time. 

'That little devil! Why should she twist the intention of her words so much.' Kyra cursed her friend. Her words were nothing but innocent, however, the real meaning was obvious in her teasing tone and playful eyes. 

The fresh air didn't help Kyra much. She had to roll her hair into a bun and pin it to her head in order to feel less 'hot'. However, her innocent move has unintentionally made the person sitting beside her suffer. 

When his eyes fell on that pale neck and it's sexy curves, they turned dark. His throat started to dry as his eyes fixed on her collarbones. 

Oliver gulped and cleared his throat which caught Kyra's attention. It was so quiet that even a small sound could be heard, let alone his nervous cough. 

When Kyra turned her head to look at him, their eyes interlocked and it only made the atmosphere more hot and stuffy for them. The car honk saved them and they swifty averted their eyes. 

Oliver focused on the road and Kyra had nothing to do but scroll down her phone. 

God! It's getting out of hand! 

"Ky" Oliver spoke with his hoarse voice. 

"Hmm?", Kyra immediately responded, startled. This is the first time they are speaking after they got into the car. 

"You…better…wear this.", Oliver said as he passed his blazer to her. 

Her shoulders, neck and the collarbone are making him go crazy. Why should she love off shoulder dresses this much?? It's cruel towards him. 

Kyra flushed, understanding why he was getting tensed. She is distracting him with her unintentional seduction. 

She hastily took it and covered her shoulders with it. A beautiful shade of red spread to her face, neck and shoulders which made Oliver chuckle but he knows that he is at a disadvantage now. This is not helping his situation at all!!

After a few minutes of stressful self control, they reached Kyra's house. 

This was not his first time coming here but it somehow felt different this time. 

"What do you want to eat?", Kyra asked, at last breaking the silence as they walked to the main door. 

Kyra unlocked the door as she asked the question. 

"Anything is fine, Ky. I am not a picky eater.", Oliver said and Kyra raised her eyebrow, amused. 

"Are you?"she asked, making Oliver laugh. It lightened the atmosphere but the tension is still present. 

"I might be. But, I can eat whatever my girlfriend cooks.", Oliver said as he followed her into the house. 

"Says the person who made a puppy face to drink his herbal medicine.", Kyra teased. She is referring to the time when he was sick and she took care of him.

"My girlfriend prepared that medicine? I didn't know.", Oliver told a white lie, smiling at her knowingly. 

Kyra rolled her eyes as she smiled. 

"I will change and start cooking dinner. Are you hungry?" Kyra asked and they awkwardly stood in the middle of the hall, not knowing how to act normal. They have been alone in a house before but it was when Oliver was sick and bedridden. They didn't have time to think of anything else. 

"I am not that hungry. You can proceed and in the meantime, I will finish the call from my secretary.", Oliver said. 

Kyra indeed her head in appreciation. She knows that he is only trying to make her comfortable with his presence. He wants her to proceed with her work without worrying about him. 

"I will be in the garden." Oliver said with an affectionate smile playing on his lips. 

Kyra nodded her head and went upstairs while Oliver walked to the outdoors. 

In fifteen minutes Kyra removed her makeup, took a quick bath and changed into a homely dress. It is a white nightgown that reached her thighs. Nothing special but enough to make her look beautiful and alluring. She looked dainty like an angel. 

By the time she reaches outdoors, Oliver is still in the call. He wanted to finish it soon but his new secretary is not accustomed to her job so he had to be more patient. 

Oliver smiled when he saw Kyra and gestured to her to sit beside him. Kyra didn't deny and walked to her boyfriend and sat beside him and snuggled into his embrace and in return, Oliver draped his arm around her and kissed her forehead. 

They have done nothing more than this snuggling and kissing till now. What happens after dinner is yet to be decided depending on their self control and the circumstances. 

Call went for another five minutes and even after that, they stayed in the same position, enjoying the light breeze and the serene surroundings. 

"You wanna freshen up?" Kyra asked after a few minutes. Staying in this three piece suit for this long might be uncomfortable, especially at dinner time. 

Oliver raised his eyebrow amused. 

Kyra blushed under his ministrations but hey, she is just trying to be a good girlfriend. 

"What?"Kyra asked. 

"I am just trying to be nice!", she added. 

"I know, Ky. I don't know what is going through your mind to blush like this." Oliver teased. 

"All I meant to say is, my brother have new, unused home wear clothes if you want to freshen up.", Kyra said, slight anger evident on her face. It only made her more enticing!

"You want me to stay tonight? I don-", before he could finish, Kyra shoved her elbow into his stomach, gentle yet enough to make him stop speaking. 

"I am speechless. What can I do if my boyfriend is this shameless to imagine too much. Hmph!", Kyra said as she furrowed her eyebrows and pursed her lips. 

She stood up and was about to go away but Oliver yanked her arm and Kyra was back in his embrace and was sitting on his lap. 

Oliver laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I am just teasing you, Ky.", he said, his voice husky and playful. 

Kyra didn't cave in. She averted her face when he was about to turn her face to look at him. 

"Where are those clothes? I had to stay even if my intentions were not shameless. Your friends are not coming tonight and want me to stay here so that you won't be alone.", Oliver said. 

"Not coming?" Kyra asked. 

'I knew this would happen!!' she thought. Just looking at Sophia she thought there was something naughty going on in that mind. 

"I will bring them to the guest room on the right of the stairs. You can, for now, use that room.", Kyra said. 

"For now? You mean till I fresh up? What about later??", Oliver asked, teasing. 

Kyra gave him a smile and moved her lips to his ears. "Later? You mean at night?", she asked.

Her voice was low and alluring that he gulped. He nodded his head in unintentional anticipation. Even if she agrees, which she might not, all he would do is hug her to sleep. He wants her to give her heart to him, whole heartedly first and the other things would proceed only after that. 

He doesn't want her to regret anything. 

"You, my boyfriend, are going to sleep in that garden house.", Kyra said and pointed at the garden house on the other side of the garden. 

Before Oliver could respond, Kyra has already left his side and is on her way to her brother's room to fetch clothes for him. 

Oliver chuckled and followed her inside. His girlfriend is really cute!

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After a few minutes. Oliver walked out of the guest room, changed into black T-shirt and black track pants. 

He noticed that Kyra was busy in the kitchen and stopped in his tracks. He leaned against the wall and took his sweet time, observing her. Her gentle expressions, her nimble moments and occasional biting of her lips. 

He couldn't help but fish out his phone and take a short video of her. Whenever he will miss her, he could see this video. 

After being satisfied with the video he took, he walked into the kitchen and back hugged her. He placed his chin on her shoulder and asked, "Any help from your boyfriend?"