Nights in Nepal (The Vagabond Series) by Tarrah Anders

Author:Tarrah Anders [Anders, Tarrah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tarrah Anders, LLC
Published: 2021-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

“We officially met here, right before I found out that you and your friends were going to be spending the next week and half with us.”

“I thought this place closed like normal business hours.”

“They’re open until ten at night. I thought that we could have dinner here.” She smiles, handing the guy at the door something as I follow her in.

It feels different here in the late evening. The sun is setting, and the gardens are lit up. The swoosh of silence fills the air as we step alongside a path. Her hand still in mine as she leads us to a bench, the very same bench that I was at when I saw her in here.

“I like to come here a lot. It’s one of my safe spaces, gives me the freedom to think without all the sounds from the city co-mingling. Plus, it smells delicious being surrounded by so much nature.” She leans her head against my shoulder as I place my arm behind her on the bench.

“I thought that this place was a little slice of heaven when I first stepped foot in here that day, then I knew I was right because off in the distance, I saw you.”

“Oh, smooth talker.” She jokes.

“Amore, I’m Italian, we’re taught that at a young age.”

“That and how to make incredible pasta.”

“All true.”

She looks at me and I close the distance between us. My mouth slants over hers and I cup her jaw with my free hand. Then pull back and gaze into her eyes.

“Spend the night with me tonight?”

Tazmin

I look to him and see vulnerability in his gaze. Part of me wants to take a step back, to put a slight bit of distance between us to avoid mixing my emotions, but another part of me is telling me to not let apprehensions get in the way of having a man, a partner –especially since he is leaving soon.

Just because I see a vulnerability with him in the way that he asks something of me, doesn’t mean that spending the night with him means anything more than that. We are having fun, we’re exploring one another. No one said that he was my boyfriend or partner. Where did that idea even come up?

I thought it. No, it was all me. I’m not going to lie and tell myself that I don’t want someone to share my life with, to be my partner. But Gio is not that man. I live here in Nepal, and he lives in Italy. He travels the world, and well, I just travel back to the states a few times a year to appease my parents.

I smile and nod. Not wanting to voice any of the crazy thoughts that are going through my mind.

“Come. The dinner menu is even better than the lunch menu.” I tell him standing.

His hand meets mine and we walk down pathways, through a few mazes, and across the steppingstones of the lawn until we walk up the stairs to grab ourselves a table.

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