[Twenty-One]
She Knows
|Chapter 21|
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When we arrived at his house last night, it was around 2:30 and we were both super tired. We each took turns in the shower and I immediately went to sleep straight after.
I fell asleep in one of his boxers and a t-shirt so, that's what I'm wearing right now. Now, I am brushing my teeth with one of his extra toothbrushes.
I go downstairs taking in his large, beautiful, home. It was too dark to see anything last night and I was too sleepy to actually observe my surroundings.
Downstairs is traditional however, his bedroom is more of a modern design.
I open the fridge and behold there were limitless amounts of food. I take out all the ingredients to make breakfast quesadillas. Mine are going to be vegetarian but, I grab sausages for his. I'm also making a fruit bowl on the side, in case he wants something sweet.
Whiles the food is cooking, I search on youtube how to use a coffee machine. It's fairly easy so, I get it done quickly. I add sugar, ice, caramel, and a bit of whipped cream because I know for sure he's never tried it. I haven't either but, I always see it on Tiktok and it looks good.
I also pour orange juice for myself. After everything is done, I place the food on a tray but, I leave the drinks to come back for because I do not want to drop anything.
As I enter the room, I hear his slow snoring and see his handsome sleepy face. He's so cute. I leave the room and come back with the drinks and he's still sound asleep.
I silently climb on top of him and straddle his waist. As I sit, I move a bit to get comfortable. He groans but, I try to stay as still as possible. I lean down and begin to slowly kiss all over his face.
"Seb, wake up. I made breakfast." I kiss him more until he finally opens his eyes and smile, "Good morning, love."
I shift in his lap to grab the tray from the bedside table, but he immediately places his hands on my hip. "You don't want to do that. Let me brush my teeth and take a cold shower and I'll be right out."
"But, baby the food is going to get cold," I pout.
He pushes a stray hair out of my face and kisses me, "No it won't. I'll be quick I promise." He carefully lifts me and places me down on the edge of the bed.
Sure enough, he is done within 10 minutes. He emerges out of the bathroom with grey sweatpants. I am tempted to look down but, I don't want to be caught. "Hold on, let me grab a shirt."
"Why?" I don't know why he needs one when I'm his girlfriend who's going to be living with him. He smirks at me and leans down to kiss me.
"Come, sit down. This is supposed to be breakfast in bed."
He let out a deep chuckle, "Alright."
"Ok, so, I made us breakfast quesadillas and I added a fruit bowl to the side," I place the tray in his hands.
He takes a bite of his quesadilla and feeds me a piece of mine. Not to toot my own horn but, it's delicious.
"Love, you have to make this more often," he says taking another bite.
"Okay but slow down," I giggle. "Is it that good?"
"It certainly is," he says seriously. "Are you going to eat yours?"
I take a few more bites until I'm full, then I give him my plate. "Dig in!"
I turn to get my orange juice then I remember he hadn't tasted his iced coffee. "Baby look what I made you." I place the cup in his hand.
"What's this?" he looks confused.
"Iced coffee. I added sugar, caramel, and whipped cream just how you like it."
"Love, did you learn how to make coffee just for me?"
I look away and shrug my shoulders, "Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't."
He moves everything to the bedside table, including the coffee. "Come here," he pats his lap. I sit on him and he pulls me in, pecking my lips 4 times. "I love you."
I run my hands up his chest and wrap my arms around his neck. "I love you too. Now taste the coffee before it gets cold."
He takes a sip and there's whipped cream left all around his lips and on his mustache. I throw my head back laughing and he stares at me completely and utterly confused. "What?"
Instead of telling him, I lick the whipped cream off of his face and he looks at me shocked.
I smile, "What? There was whipped cream still there."
He shakes his head, "You're something else, love."
I get up from on top of him and tell him, "I'm going to clean up, and then you can drop me home."
He looks at me confused, "I thought we were spending the day together and maybe you can sleepover again."
I take a second to contemplate whether I should stay with my baby, or go home alone. Although I'm pretty sure he's going to want to stay with me.
"Well, you have to carry me to get clothes for that to happen."
"That's no problem at all, and I'm cleaning up." He pecks my lips leaving the room with the tray and I look for my phone to message Sarah.
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Me: Good morning Livð
Livð: Gm hun ð
Me: Guess where I amð
Livð: Emilian's house???
Me: Yupð
Livð: Oh my gosh. Is it nice?
Me: Yes girl, it's so freakin cozy and it feels like home. I could literally see myself raising a
family here. This house is just different.
Livð: Ooo that's nice. How was y'all date? Did he like it?
Me: Of course he did and that outfit was amazing. He loved it. I have so much to tell you omg.
Livð: We can meet up on Tuesday after work. If Emilian lets you.ð
Me: Girl ofc I'll be thereð. Anyways I'll talk to you later x
Liv: Ok. mwah.
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Shutting off my phone, I stroll downstairs to see him typing on his phone. "Baby are you ready?" He quickly puts his phone away. Nah, I don't play that.
I furrow my eyebrows. That completely rubbed me the wrong way. I can't even spend the rest of the day with him anymore. I'll just see if he tries to be slick again.
"Emilian I'll just catch an uber," I kiss his cheek. "See you tomorrow."
"What? Why? I'll carry you."
"No. I need some time to myself."
He sighs, "Alright baby, I love you. " I love you too.
That just ruined my mood. I could be overreacting but, I'll find out tomorrow.
I catch an uber back to my apartment and watched Netflix all day. I thought about calling Sara too but, I'll just call it a night.
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