5
It's was already past 10pm.
Allure and Eden had been chatting for a while, the moon seemed to enjoy their conversation, so it illuminated the earth with it's beautiful white light.
'yaaaawwnn'.
"Tired?"
"Mhm" she squeaked childishly.
Allure felt butterflies hatch in him. He had never seen Eden so down to earth, her smile, it was different, it wasn't the usual official and serious her, it's just, a simple and beautiful woman, his woman!
He loved the feeling. The thought of his brother's health bothered him but he was more than happy to have Eden by his side.
"Good night sir. I'm going inside." She said and stood up adjusting her skirt.
Allure stood up too
He didn't want this night to end, at least not now. He wanted to spend some more time with her, regardless of what time it was.
Eden walked to the door, she knew he'd want to hug or kiss her so she opened the door and walked in. She turned to face him and waved
"Good night sir!" She smiled.
Allure stood there, waving, wondering what was going on in her mind. He wanted more and more of her, every single bit, without a doubt he knew he was madly in love with her; or worse, he was obsessed with her.
He had to go home, not like he wanted to. Seeing his brother would just stir up something in him, a feeling, a sad feeling, the feeling of knowing he was going away, forever, very soon, as soon as 'he could touch it'.
Allure was only five years old when Alfred took him on a grande tour around North America and East Asia.
It was in fact a sight to behold. The cuisines, culture, dressings, festivals, people, cities, landscape, transport systems, religious sites, it was one of the best moments he shared with his beloved big brother.
Alfred always thought Allure on the importance of being incharge of anything or anyone he was associated with.
Alfred took charge of whatever he was interested in!, and that had always been a model for Allure to follow.