4 The Revelation

Kyle had a beach-front modern home and it was beautiful. It was a triple story and tastefully furnished. After he shocked me with his premonition or whatever that was, about me being his future wife, he just acted normal and told me to come and eat my breakfast. We made small talk during breakfast and he was very easy to be around. He told me he was here for some R and R and was just taking a break from his hectic schedule.

I went to shower and contemplated what I would wear afterwards. It's not like I could wear my outfit from last night again or raid Kyle's wardrobe, he was much bigger than me anyway.I would have to do a walk of shame back to my hotel I guess but it was miles awayand I had to go and visit Rita and Richard in the hospital. Visiting hour was between 1-2pm and it was about 11am now.I would not make it on time even if I went to get a change of clothes from the hotel.Or maybe I could Google the nearest shopping mall but I couldn't find my phone.

I stepped out of the bathroom and I was surprised to find apair of Sissy Boy jeans in a soft blue color, a plain white T-shirt and a pair ofwhiteconverse Chuck Taylor's.All in my size.All brand new.

"But how did he know..?" I mused to myself.

The only thing missing was underwear but as I lifted the t-shirt there it was. A black, lacy Wonderbra set in-you guessed it-my exact size.I would be freaked out but I'm surprisingly calm as I don my new outfit.I was putting on my shoes and found a pair of socks fell onto the tiled floor.I fell back on the bed and laughed out loud! Like literally. Kyle could qualify as a stalker-a classy stalker.

Kyle came and stood by the door watching me and joined in the laughter. "I take it you liked the "surprise." " he grinned widely.

"You're a freak," I said as I sat up on the bed "How do you even know my size for..well everything?!" I gestured wildly with my hands.

He came and sat next to me and when he was about to speak I raised my hand and said, "Please don't say Google!"

He rolled his beautiful, brown eyes and said "Yeah Google is my friend" he laughed, "I took a wild guess, and by the looks of it I was right."

I stared hard at him not believing a word he just said. "Okay, okay, I checked the tag on your clothes," he said raising his hands in defeat.

"And my underwear..?" I asked holding my breath.

"I checked the tag," he said inaudibly,backing away from me.

"What? You can't be serious?Arggh! I have no words for you!"I gritted my teeth, exasperated and slightly pissed.

Suddenly Kyle bursts out laughing "Sorry I can't take it," he says in gasping between laughs, "I wouldn't go that far.Ever!" his eyes shining cause of laughter, "I would want it to be consensual. I just wanted to see your reaction and it was totally worth it," he laughed gripping his stomach.

I visibly relaxed and sighed in relief.I tossed my hair over my head and pretended to staighten the covers.

"You need to chill babe" he places his hands on my shoulders and shakes me playfully "Loosen up okay?"

I gave him a bored look and asked him" Why do you call me that?"

"What babe?" he looks at me like I am crazy, "That's because you are ," hestated with finality.

"Kyle, we don't even know each other and I don't remember consenting to being your "babe" as you put it," I tried to protest but failed .

"Well we are going to remedy that today. right after we do hospital rounds," He pauses thoughtfully, then continues "there are another set of rounds that I would like to do with you-pun intended BTW..but..that will have to come much later," hewinks at me and then kisses me on my forehead. "I had a whole day planned for myself but you're allowed to crash the party" he says giving me a swoon-worthy smile. Gosh ,those dimples though..

"What have I got myself into," I groaned softly, rolling my eyes at him,

"Sit down and let me brush your hair," he gestures towards a chair in front of the dressing table.

"I can brush my own hair you know," I said.

He gently forced me down onto the seat in front of the dresser and pulled out a brush from the top drawer.

"I am brushing your hair as a form of therapy fyi.Studiessay it relaxes you and you seem to be in need of it.You have such beautiful hair," he says quietly as he parts my hair into smaller sections and starts brushing it from the roots to the tips.

"You seem to be very experienced with this hair brushing thing," I observed.

"My mum would ask me to do it a lot-when she was still alive that is," his voice trailed off.

"I'm sorry," I said, "But guess it makes two of us. I was orphaned just after Kindergarten."

"Yeah. It sucks doesn't it,"he frowned deeply.

He continued to brush my hair in silence and let it fall gently down my back.It was so sexy and soothing at the same time.Watching his strong, muscular hands stroking the brush through my long, thick auburn hair. He was topless and it was very distracting.I could literally count his abs. It made me think all sorts of wild thoughts. Probably the ones Rihanna was thinking when she wrote that song. I stopped my train of thought before I did something I would regret and decided to break the silence.

"Why are you so convinced we're going to end up together?" I ask as our eyes met through the mirror.

"When you know you know-you know?" He smiled as he turned me around and kissed me again, so naturally, like it was something we did everyday."We should go," he said breaking from the kiss.

"We need to talk about this," I said breathlessly.

"Sometimes words are so unnecessary," He said as he claimed my lips captive again without further protest from me.