Chapter 132 - Reminiscing The Love.

Kyra who just came back noticed his shocked face and smiled. "I am painting our memories so I could remember them even…", Kyra stopped. She was about to say, 'even if we break up in future' but decided not to ruin the moment they are having. However, it was too late. 

"Even?", Oliver asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"Uhmm…nothing." Kyra said, trying to hide her guilty face. Why should she be so pessimistic at a romantic time like this? 

"Kyra." Oliver called her and when she saw into his eyes, she couldn't help but cave in. 

"Even if…we br *cough* eak up.", Kyra finished the sentence. 

"Break up? Are you even thinking about it?", Oliver asked, displeased and disappointed. 

"I didn't want to think this pessimistically. But, most of my relationships ended so badly that I can't control this negative side." Kyra honestly answered. 

"But I have adamantly decided to give my best. And, with every passing day, this negative is being suppressed by the beautiful moments we are having. My perspective towards my ability to have a successful relationship is changing drastically." she added. 

"You are changing me." Kyra said with an honest smile and leaned to kiss Oliver on his lips. 

It was a short yet sweet kiss. 

But, Oliver couldn't react to it at the right time. Her words have moved him to his core and he was startled by her confession. 

It took him a few moments to register those words but when he did, a smile blossomed on his lips. 

He wrapped his arms around her waist and before she could avert her face, he pulled her into another kiss. This time, it lasted long and it was more intimate and emotional. Neither of them fought for dominance and savored the slow kiss. 

And, by the time they pulled away, their breath was ragged. They had a satisfying smile on their lips and their eyes are closed in content while they remained in each other's embrace with their foreheads leaned against each others. 

"Never talk about breaking up, okay Ky? I don't even want to think about that." Oliver said. 

"I will not think about it either. This time, I might not have to be pessimistic." Kyra responded. 

"Yes, there is no need for you to do that. You will never hear those words from my mouth." Oliver said. 

"You never fail to assure me.", Kyra spoke. 

"It's not just an assurance but a promise." Oliver replied. 

Kyra felt her eyes brim with happy tears and her nose became red, indicating that she is about to cry. 

"Yo.. you said that you want to see me paint right? Let's go." Kyra said and turned away before wiping her tears away. 

Kyra sat down on her chair and Oliver sat down beside her on the other chair. 

"You remember the scene in your mind?" Oliver asked. He could tell from this painting that she was painting the moment he kissed the back of her hand while they were in the car. He remembers that this happened when they went to drop Luther at the airport. 

"I do. As this is an important memory to cherish, I want to paint it before I could forget even a single detail about it." Kyra said. 

"Did you paint other memories of us?" Oliver asked, fascinated and moved by her intention. 

"Of course. They are inside. You can go and see." Kyra said, pointing to the garden house. This house in her garden is more like her mini studio. 

Oliver nodded his head and walked inside. He couldn't hold his excitement. 

He was her fan even before he met her. He purchased a handful of her paintings and that number might not be big but his whole house is filled with her paintings alone. The thought that she painted their memories excited him. 

Kyra could only chuckle and follow him inside. 

The first painting was of them on the hospital's terrace. The first time they met. 

The second one was of them in Oliver's research facility. It was the first time he confessed his feelings for her. 

The third one was of them in the park, sitting at the lake. The first time she confessed and accepted to date him. 

Next painting was of them in Oliver's island. Their first kiss. 

The one she is painting right now is the painting of them in his car. Not so special but it is the first time they confessed to each other at the same time. 

"All our firsts." Oliver whispered. He is all again moved by these paintings. Her dedication towards their relationship is clearly evident in the effort Kyra has put on these paintings. When he saw them, he couldn't help but live that moment again. 

"Yes." Kyra said, entwining their fingers. 

"There is one painting of this album missing." Kyra said. 

"Missing? You mean it disappeared?" Oliver asked. He will kill the person who stole the piece of their memory!

Kyra laughed and shook her head horizontally, indicating that it didn't disappear. From this face she could tell what was going on in his mind. Nevertheless, he looked so cute. 

"I was talking about the time we first danced." Kyra said. 

"Twins birthday three years agao?" Oliver asked. How could he forget that? He hadn't seen her face that time because of the masquerade theme but that dance is forever imprinted in his mind. It is that special to him. 

"Yes.", Kyra said, nodding her head. 

"You painted that as well?" Oliver asked, surprised. He thought that she only painted the things that happened after they decided to date. 

"Yes. I painted it long ago. It is in my studio in London." Kyra answered. 

'So, she painted it before coming here and meeting me. I was really special to her from before.' Oliver happily thought. 

"You have to ask someone to send it here. If it's not possible, at least a picture of it. I prefer seeing it live though.", Oliver said. 

Kyra chuckled. "I will ask my manager to ship it." she agreed. 

"We have to cherish all our first time, Ky. How about the night we spent in that house in the mountains. It's the first time we had our first open hearted conversation. The first time we felt bonded towards each other. The night that made us change our perspective towards our puzzling emotions." Oliver said. 

That night was special to him. 

"I am about to start it after I am done with this painting. It's the moment I won't be able to forget so, I can paint it anytime with no fear of forgetting the details.", Kyra said. 

Oliver wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the back of her head. "It indeed is special," he whispered. 

"I even thought about painting the time I first saw you. But it is at an accident spot so I am still contemplating how to put it on canvas." Kyra said. 

I like this. All our first as one album." Oliver said. 

'We could build a separate room in our home for these paintings.' Oliver thought inside and even that thought warmed his heart. He has to say, he can't wait for that day. 

'Maybe I should start looking for suitable land and hire an architect.' he thought, overexcited by the idea. 

'No. I will personally design our home' he agreed. 

"There are many first to be added into these." Kyra said, immersed in her thoughts. She didn't think how much impact her words would have on him now. 

Many firsts…

It can imply too many things. 

First vacation.

First love making. 

First honeymoon. 

First babymoon. 

First baby. 

Their wedding, his grand proposal, their first home and the firsts they do in that home…

For now, maybe the first cuddling on the same bed. If lucky, the first time they sleep in the same room, be it the same bed or not. 

The atmosphere started to get hot again with the same thoughts running in their mind. Even imagining all those firsts, they are getting turned on. 

They have so much future ahead. They just started their journey and the future did leave the sweet anticipation and spicy desires lingering in their hearts. 

After the moment passed, Kyra painted for a few minutes while Oliver sat beside her and watched her do that. Her nimble yet careful strokes, her focussed eyes and smile that blossomed on her lips once in a few seconds… Oliver didn't miss anything. 

When she smiles, he knows that she is thinking about their confessions they made in front of Lisa in their car. He almost had the urge to ask her to call him every time she paints something related to them so that he could see her expressions. But he didn't voice out as it could be troubling for her. 

He remembers from the interview she gave that she prefers to paint alone, with no one watching her. She already made an exception for him tonight. 

"I will finish the remaining part later.", Kyra said and placed her brush aside. 

"Oliver, I want to see you paint me.", Kyra said, taking him off guard.. No one painted her face and she wants that first time to be done by Oliver.