When I found you... Chapter 23(Jaevon Fanfic)

Lightning streaked threateningly across the sky, illuminating the tall lone figure looming at the door, looking handsomely disheveled and drenched.

“James!” Devon exclaimed, appalled at the sight of the man she’d been worrying sick since morning. “What happened to you?”

James, who was so eager and impatient to see Devon, didn’t bother to change his clothes. He was still wearing the suit he had on during a business meeting and was carrying nothing but his briefcase, looking exhausted and drenched to his skin. His hair which was tousled a while ago from impatient hands, was now plastered to his head, all dripping wet.

“Nothing. I just had a little swim at this wonderful weather.” James said jokingly, with a lopsided grin while his eyes were hungrily inspecting every minute detail of her face.

It’s been what? ...a week since he last saw her? But it feels like an eternity. Oh, how I miss her so.

Devon, who was not expecting his humor, chuckled inspite of herself.

“What? Didn’t you miss me?” James asked, opening his arms wide beckoning her to his warm embrace. She went to his arms and hugged him tightly. She even forgot that she ought to be mad at him. She missed him so much.

James returned the hug more tightly. He smelled the familiar smell of her, lilac and lavender, that used to drug his senses. He missed her so much that he can’t help but to savor the feel of her in his arms. He shivered from the cold wind but didn’t mind it for the warmth he has been looking for is already here, wrapped in his arms.

Devon felt his body tremble and realized that he’s cold. But then, all her worries and fears she felt earlier resurfaced.

Devon leaned back and looked up at him angrily. All of a sudden…

WHACK!

Devon hit him hard on the chest.

“Ouch! What did you do that for?” James complained, rubbing his chest.

“You stubborn little idiot! You gave me a fright! I was worried sick about you. I told you it’s not safe to fly in this weather!”

“Is this what I get for traveling thousands of miles, enduring a bumpy flight, being stuck in a traffic jam and walking that last block with all the cold, freezing rain, flood and mud just to see you?!” James narrated, shivering from the passing wind.

“Oh…” Devon was speechless and touched by what she heard.

It took her a while to realize that James was shivering.

She ushered James inside. She immediately ran upstairs to get 2 fresh towels from the supply cabinet and gave it to James.

“You have to get out of your wet clothes before you catch a cold. You can take a hot shower in my bathroom. It’s in the room at the end of the hall. I’ll just make some coffee. Have you eaten?”

All the while, James was just looking at her, that she gave him a questioning look.

“What?”

James stared at her and held her arms, pulling her towards him. He brushed a strand of her hair on her forehead and kissed it.

“I missed you so much.” he said in a low, velvety voice that sent tingles of apprehensive excitement darting up her spine. His fingers sensuously splayed across her face and the darkening of his eyes as he watched her lips made her heart leap to her throat.

“I love you.” James said huskily and captured her lips in a fierce stirring kiss, fitting the contours of her soft mouth to his. With pleasure streaking through her veins, Devon leaned closer to his body and returned the kiss with sensual ardor. His arm went around her and his other hand curved around her nape, stroking it sensually. He traced her lips with his tongue, coaxing them to part and feeling the taste of her mouth. Devon gasped from the sensual onslaught that she tightened her hold on him, pushing her body towards him, so lost in the sea of pure pleasure. She answered his passion with her own, kissing him with sudden, urgent hunger.

He kissed her temple, her eyes and her cheek, and then nuzzled her neck, chuckling with delight as he nipped her sensitive ear and felt her body pressed closer to his. James took her mouth again in a demanding kiss. So lost are they to the sensations, that the wetness from James’ clothes didn’t seem to penetrate their senses.

James left her mouth and dragged his lips across her cheek towards her temple, leaving light kisses…

“Aachoo!” James sneezed.

The both of them was startled and stared at each other. Devon started laughing when James sneezed again. Devon’s laugh was so infectious that James can’t help but laugh with her.

“You better dry up.” Devon said, kissing his cheek and went to the kitchen.

James went upstairs to the bathroom and took a hot shower. Since his clothes are still wet, he went to Devon’s room and went directly to the cabinet to look for extra clothes. Rummaging through her clothes, he found an old box with a name `KEN` written on it. Thinking that there are some man’s clothes in it, he took it out and opened it. He found a few shirts and some shorts. He was taking a grey shirt and white short when a picture fell. Picking it up, he looked at a couple smiling at him. He recognized Devon immediately.

Who’s the guy? James thought.

He looked through the box again and found a photo album and some letters. He took the album and the letters, settling himself on the floor beside the cabinet. He flipped through the album and saw Devon with the man again. They really look so happy that James can’t help but feel jealous and angry towards the man. He took one of the letters and read it. Enrique dela Vega. Devon’s ex-boyfriend. James realized that these letters are from her ex-boyfriend including the clothes. A stabbing pain shot through him upon the knowledge that Devon is still keeping his things.

“James! Are you done? Come down, the food is ready.”

Devon called, pulling him out of his reverie. He returned the album and the letters back inside the box. He then put on the clothes and went downstairs. Devon was at the foot of the stairs, waiting for him.

“Wait a minute… where did you find those clothes? I thought I gave it to my grandma to be sent to a charity.”

“I found them in your closet...” James answered in an accusing voice.

“Really? I guess, you can wear it. Come down let’s eat. I bet you’re starving.” Devon said nonchalantly and smiled, beckoning him towards the kitchen. But James just stood there, looking foreboding.

“Is something wrong?”

“Why are you still keeping Enrique’s things?”

Devon then realized what’s making him look so ominous.

“James, it’s not what you think. Please hear me out first. I thought that I had disposed it. I even asked my grandma to give the clothes to charity and throw the pictures and letters away. But I was too busy with my work that it just slipped my mind.” Devon explained, coming towards him and stopped in front of him. She hugged him by the waist and leaned her head on his chest.

“Don’t worry. He’s all in the past. You’re the one I love now.”

James hugged her back and kissed her forehead. He felt relief flowing through him upon hearing the words and seeing the truth in her eyes.

“I’m sorry, love. I’m sorry for acting like a jealous jerk.”

“It’s okay,” Devon said smiling. “Come on, let’s eat. I’m sure you’re hungry.”

James was sitting comfortably on the sofa, drinking coffee while Devon was in the kitchen washing the dishes. The weather has still not improved and the trappings of the rain are lulling James’ senses.

Devon was done washing and headed for the living room where James was. But she saw him sleeping soundly on the sofa. She smiled and went upstairs to get a blanket.

She then covered James snuggly with the blanket. She sat down at the edge of the sofa, lightly touched his forehead and pushed a strand of hair aside.

I love you, Jaime.

I’m gonna make you happy. I’ll make sure of it. Devon thought.

James stirred and opened his eyes. He saw her sitting near his hip, smiling down at him.

“Go back to sleep.”

But instead of closing his eyes, James moved closer to the back of the sofa, providing a space beside him. He pushed the blanket aside and tapped the space next to him, inviting her to lie down beside him. Devon conceded and lay down facing him, burying her face on his chest. James’ arms encompassed her, pulling her closer and tightly to him.

“Hhmm… this is much better.” James said, smiling contentedly.

Devon giggled and reprimanded him.

“You better sleep. I know how tired you are.” Devon said, snuggling closer.

The rays of the sun were streaming through the windows, illuminating the rooms in the cottage-style house. James was taking a shower and Devon was in the kitchen, preparing for breakfast. The phone rang and Devon answered it.

“Hi, Devon. It’s me, Fretzie.”

“Oh, Fretz, why are you calling this early?”

“I want to invite you for dinner. Ivan and Yen will be coming too. I have some important news to tell you. Don’t ask me now. I want it to be a surprise.”

James was putting on his shirt, calling Devon.

“Devon! Have you seen my briefcase?”

Fretzie who was talking to Devon, suddenly gasped.

“Who’s that? Is there a man in your house?”

“Oh that was just James.” Devon explained and turned to answer James, “It’s in the hall, James.”

“What?! Are you living together now?”

“What? No, of course not. He’s just visiting.”

“Oh? At the wee hours of the morning?” Fretzie asked sarcastically.

“It’s not what you think! James arrived here last night. It was still raining heavily that I just let him stay for the night.”

“Oh… okay. In that case, you make sure he’ll come too. Brett invited him, but he said he’s not sure if he could come. Well, don’t forget tonight. I’ll see you both later.”

“Alright, we’ll be there.”