My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 144: Something or Someone
The rain had finally stopped, leaving behind the scent of damp earth and fresh blooms. Droplets clung to the leaves and petals, glistening under the morning light filtering through the thinning clouds. The air was cool but gentle, carrying the soft fragrance of roses and lavender that lined the garden path.
Raelynn sat quietly in the gazebo, watching the world glisten in the aftermath of the rain. Her dress was slightly damp, but she didn't mind. Her fingers absentmindedly traced the wooden bench beneath her, still cool to the touch from the rain. Across from her, Elion leaned against the pillar of the gazebo, his sharp eyes watching her with quiet intensity.
She had been unusually silent, her expression thoughtful. He had expected her to say something about the rain ruining their walk, but instead, she just sat there, her lips pursed slightly, lost in her own thoughts.
Was it because of what he said earlier about her wanting a kiss? He was just messing with her.
"What's on your mind?" Elion finally asked, his voice low and smooth, breaking the silence between them.
Raelynn blinked, snapping out of her thoughts. She turned to him and hesitated before puffing her cheeks slightly, a rare playful expression crossing her face. "I was just thinking about how the rain ruined the moment."
Elion tilted his head slightly, a small smirk forming at the corner of his lips. "The moment?"
Raelynn quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks turning faintly pink. She was clearly regretting saying that out loud. "Forget it," she muttered.
Elion, however, wasn't going to let it slide so easily. He pushed off the pillar and took a slow step toward her. "Tell me," he urged, his voice amused yet smooth like silk.
Raelynn's fingers curled slightly against her lap, refusing to look at him. Instead, she exhaled sharply and muttered under her breath, "You were about to do something before the rain interrupted."
Elion paused, watching her closely. A flicker of something unreadable passed through his gaze before his smirk deepened. "Was I?"
Raelynn finally turned her head, narrowing her eyes at him. "You were," she accused.
Elion didn't confirm nor deny it. Instead, he merely studied her flushed expression, the way her lips pressed together, the way her fingers fidgeted slightly against the fabric of her dress. She was adorable when she was flustered, and he found himself enjoying it far more than he should.
The wind stirred again, lifting a few strands of Raelynn's damp hair, causing them to stick to her cheek. Before she could brush them away, Elion moved first. His fingers, cool yet gentle, tucked the loose strands behind her ear, lingering just for a moment.
Raelynn's breath hitched slightly, and she instinctively leaned back a little. "You…" She started but lost her words when she noticed how close he had gotten.
Elion was watching her again, the teasing glint in his eyes replaced by something softer, something unreadable. His thumb brushed lightly against her cheek before he pulled away, stepping back just enough to give her space.
Raelynn swallowed hard. "You keep doing that."
Elion raised an eyebrow. "Doing what?"
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She gave him a look, her lips parting slightly before she sighed, deciding it wasn't worth arguing over. Instead, she reached up and ran her fingers through her hair, trying to shake off the lingering warmth from his touch.
The silence stretched between them again, but this time, it was not uncomfortable. It was heavy with something unsaid, something neither of them were ready to voice yet.
Trying to distract herself, Raelynn's gaze fell on the ground near the gazebo. A small white flower had bloomed through a crack in the wooden floor, standing resilient despite the rain. Without thinking, she knelt down and gently plucked it.
Elion watched her curiously as she stood back up, the delicate flower resting between her fingers. Before he could ask, she suddenly reached up and tucked it into his dark hair.
Elion's entire body stiffened slightly at the unexpected gesture.
"There," Raelynn said, stepping back and tilting her head in satisfaction. "It suits you."
Elion stared at her, his expression unreadable. Slowly, he reached up and touched the tiny flower now nestled in his hair. "You're teasing me," he finally said, his tone even, but there was a trace of something unfamiliar in his voice.
Raelynn grinned, folding her arms. "Maybe."
Elion let out a soft exhale, shaking his head. "You're bold, Raelynn."
She shrugged. "You're the one who keeps making me flustered. It's only fair I return the favor."
Elion chuckled softly, a rare sound that made Raelynn's heart skip a beat. He let his fingers drop from the flower and instead took a step closer to her. "You shouldn't test me."
Raelynn's confidence wavered slightly at the intensity in his gaze. Her lips parted slightly, but before she could respond, Elion gently took her hand in his.
Her pulse quickened at the coolness of his touch. His fingers were long, elegant, yet firm as they wrapped around hers. He lifted her hand slightly, brushing his thumb over her knuckles, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Raelynn," he murmured, his voice low and deep, sending a shiver down her spine.
She felt lightheaded for a moment, unable to break free from his stare. Her fingers twitched slightly in his grasp, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she could only watch as he slowly lifted her hand toward his lips—
A sudden gust of wind rustled the trees, and with it came an eerie stillness.
Elion suddenly straightened, his expression shifting in an instant. His grip on Raelynn's hand tightened slightly before he released it and turned his head toward the garden's edge.
Raelynn frowned. "What's wrong?"
Elion didn't respond immediately. His entire body had gone rigid, his sharp gaze locked onto something unseen in the distance.
A feeling of unease crept up Raelynn's spine. "Elion?"
He finally turned back to her, his expression unreadable but his voice firm. "We should go inside."
Raelynn hesitated but nodded, sensing that something had shifted in him. Without another word, Elion led her back toward the mansion, his demeanor calm yet alert.
As they disappeared inside, the garden returned to its peaceful silence—except for the faint rustling of leaves in the distance, as if something… or someone… had been watching.
