Chapter 47

After that misunderstanding, Emilyn found out that Christopher is a very touchy person. His hands got to be touching her, if it's not her hands, then is her waist. Sometimes place his hands on her lap or over her shoulders. It's just like she is his hand holder. There was once Christopher over-react over Emilyn by not saying the three words.

Flashback

"Did you let Gabe send you back?" Christopher asked through the phone.

Emilyn rolled her eyes and answered him. "Of course, I did. I'm in the car now."

"Just checking." He said.

"Wow, the trust." Emilyn scoff.

"I know you; you are one stubborn girl. Who knows you'll bribe Gabe with some money?"

"The audacity." She gasps. "I won't do that to Gabe. If I do that, he'll get fired." Emilyn saw Gabe smiled a little from the rear mirror. "Aren't you suppose to be working, Mr. workaholic?"

"I am. Have you heard of multitasking?" Emilyn can feel him smirking from the other end of the phone. "I'm going to end the call right now, and you should focus on your work," She told him.

"Alright, I love you," Christopher said.

"Mhmm...Bye." And she ends the call with a smile. Finally, she got back home and its time for food. But before she could even walk into her kitchen, the doorbell rang.

Emilyn open the door to find a guy at her door, "Rist? What are you doing here?"

"Why didn't you say it back?" He asked.

"Say what back?" Emilyn scrunched her eyebrow.

"I said I love you." He repeats.

"Yeah, I know." She stifles a laugh.

Christopher frowned, "why aren't you saying it back?"

"I should?" Emilyn ask

Christopher narrowed his eyes at her, "yeah." He said. "I-love-you." He emphasizes each word.

A small smile appears on Emilyn's face as she looks at his face, waiting for her to say it back. "I love you too." She giggles.

"See, it isn't that hard."

"Right, did you come here just to make me say it? You know you can just call." Emilyn told him. Christopher scratches the back of his neck, "so, are you going to head back to the office?"

"No, I brought work with me."

"Have you eat anything yet? I'm about to cook my dinner. Do you want some?" Emilyn offered.

"Yes, please," he opens his laptop on her coffee table.

"Alright, I'll be quick." And Emilyn rushes into the kitchen.

End of flashback

"Rist, let go. I need to get ready." Emilyn told him. Christopher got his arms around her shoulder.

"Get ready for what?" He asked.

"I told you before. I'm going to have a girl's night, a sleepover." Emilyn told him.

"Is it tonight?"

"Yes, and is at my house. Do you mind taking your hands off me and let me take a shower."

"No, I not letting go." Christopher nuzzled his head into Emilyn's neck.

"Christopher, please," Emilyn begged. "I really have to shower. I feel nasty after coming back from the hospital."

He shook his head in her neck, "I'm not letting you go. And you are not having a girl's night."

"Rist," Emilyn groaned. "Is just one night. Can't you live without me for just one night?"

"I can't. I need you with me every day. He said, lifting his head from her neck and give her a short kiss on the side of her neck.

"But we've spent time together half of the day, isn't that enough?" Emilyn asked.

"No." Christopher pouts.

"Rist, I'm serious. You have to go. The girls are going to be here soon." Right on time, the doorbell rang. Emilyn tried to move to get the door, but Christopher grip on her tightens. "Rist."

"I have to get the door, and you have to leave." Emilyn pulls his arms off from her waist."Don't make that face. It won't work." Christopher pouty face turns into a frown. "Is just one day, you can live without me."

Emilyn heads towards the door but got pulled back and spun around. Christopher quickly leans down and capture her lips. She turns her face to the side, and he kisses her jaw.

Emilyn's phone rang, and she pushes him away as hard as she can. "Don't", Christopher end the call from Ana.

"Emilyn Walker", Ana voice can be heard shouting at the door. "If you don't open in 5 minutes, I'll open it myself."

Christopher turns Emilyn's head to face him and claim her lips again. Once again, Emilyn broke the kiss and pushed him away, "Christopher Evans!" She shouted. "If you don't stop kissing me. I'm going to be mad."

He stops kissing her and pouts. "Now, let me answer the door before Ana spoils my doorbell." She crosses her arms in front of her and Christopher steps back and frowns.

"What took you so long?" Ana said when Emilyn opens the door.

"Sorry, I got to deal with something." Ana looked over her shoulder and saw Christopher standing in the living room.

"Oh, I see," Ana smirks.

"No, it is not what you think. Someone doesn't want to leave." Emilyn rolled her eyes and shook her head

"Hey, guys," Kelsea said. "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"No worries, not late at all," Emilyn said. "Come on in." She steps aside to let them in.

"Christopher leave," Emilyn said. He huffed and got out of her house. "You guys make yourself at home; I'll need to handle something," She told them before closing the door.

Christopher was found leaning against the wall in front of her door, "are you going to leave?" She asked.

"Yeah." He said, sulking. Christopher pushed his back off the wall and came closer to Emilyn. "Bye." He said softly, pulling her closer to him. He wants to kiss  Emilyn, but she turns to the side.

"I think you had enough kisses for the day," Emilyn smirk.

Christopher rolled his eyes at her, "whatever." Then, he let go of Emilyn and walk away. Emilyn watch as he walks down the corridor, she can't help it to shake her head at his behavior.

"Who would have thought that Christopher Evans can be such a baby sometimes?" Emilyn laughs at the thought of it.

Emilyn was going to twist her doorknob but was turned around and a warm, soft lip is placed on her lips. "I'll never leave without a goodbye kiss," Christopher said in a low tone. He smirks at her shocked expression and leaves.

Emilyn blinked multiple times; "what just happen?" She asked herself, recalling the scene.

***

"Ana, I swear..." Finley said but got cut by Ana.

"Goodbye, Finley!" Ana shouted at the phone and giggle. "Now is your turn." Ana giggle and drank another sip of her beer.

"Huh?" Emilyn tilts her head to the side. "Me? Who shall I call?"

"Your boyfriend, duh?" Ana said.

"I have a boyfriend?" Emilyn asked.

"Yeah, you are dating the hottest billionaire Christopher Evans," Ana said

"Ooh, I am." Emilyn giggled. "Is this true, Kelsea?"

"Yup, you guys are so cute together ." Kelsea squeal.

"Give me your phone." Ana held out her hand.

"Why?" Emilyn asked.

"Duh, to call Mr Sexy up." Ana giggled with Kelsea.

"Yes, please do it." Kelsea claps.

Ana press Christopher contact, and when it starts ringing, she passes it to Emilyn.  "What am I going to do?"

"Just repeat after me." Ana had an evil smirk on her face while Kelsea sat next to her, waiting for Christopher to pick up the call in amused.

"Hello," he answered.

"He answered," Emilyn whisper. "What should I do?"

"Hello? Angel?" Christopher called out.

"Follow after me." Ana whisper.

"Follow after me," Emilyn repeated. Ana smacks her hand on her forehead.

"Are you alright?" Christopher asked.

"Yeah, I'm great," Emilyn answer, following Ana's words.

"Why are you calling me? Is there something wrong?" He asked.

"I want your hands on my body." Emilyn giggled.

"What?"

"I want your hands on my body and you to touch me like you are molding a sculpture." Kelsea gasp loudly, and Ana shushes her.

"Sorry, what?!" What did you just say?" He asked. "Emilyn, what are you talking about?"

"Love, give me love, Anything you want, I'll give it up, Lips, lips I kiss. Bite me while I taste your fingertips." Emilyn repeat what Ana said.

"Emilyn, what are you trying to do?" Christopher asked.

"Continue." Ana whisper.

"Now, if we're talking body, you got a perfect one, so put it on me. Swear it won't take you long. If you love me right." Emilyn pause and said. "No, I can't say that." she shakes her head and whisper. Ana mouthed 'do it.' "We f** for life, on and on and on." Emilyn close her eyes, embarrassed.

"Emilyn Walker, are you drunk?" He question. Emilyn cannot take it anymore, she burst out laughing. Three of them burst out laughing, and Ana ends the call.

"That was so much fun." Kelsea giggled.

"Here's to girls night." They clink their can before drinking it.

***

"I'm coming!" Emilyn shouted, walking like a zombie towards the door. "Stop ringing the bell!" She called and opened the door. "Rist? What are you doing here?"

"I brought you guys breakfast and aspirin; you guys will need it." He steps inside her house.

"How do you know?" Emilyn asked, shutting the door.

"shh," He places his fingers on his lips, silencing her. "Someone is sleeping on your couch." He pointed.

"Please, if she can't hear the doorbell. There's no way she will hear me talking." They walk into the kitchen, and Christopher places the bags on the table. Emilyn places her head on the table.

"Rough night?" He asked.

"hmm..." Emilyn answer, not lifting her head. "I swear, I'll not let Ana be in charge of drinks anymore." Christopher chuckled. Emilyn lifted her head and said, "What?"

"You don't know what you did last night?" He asked with one eyebrow raise.

"Uhm...is it important?" She asked. "Did we or I did something illegal last night?" Emilyn gasp.

"Hmm..." Christopher tapped his fingers on his chin. "Should I tell you?" He said with a smirk.

"Tell me, please," Emilyn begged.

"alright", He walks closer to her, bends down to her ear, "you said that you want my hands on your body." Then, he grabs onto Emilyn's waist and pulls her closer to him. "And you continue saying that you want me to touch you like I am molding a sculpture." He whispers into her ear seductively. Emilyn swallowed the lump in her throat.

Emilyn chuckled nervously, "I'm pretty sure...I didn't say those stuff."

Christopher glances at her from the side and continues to whisper in her ear, "There's more,"

"More?" Emilyn choked on her saliva and cough a little.

He smirks, "Do you want me to bite you?"

"What?" Emilyn said.

"And then you said, we f* forever, on and on and on." Emilyn coughed. Christopher stood up and smirks.

"Did I really said that?" Emilyn asked.

"I don't tell lies," he said with a smug look.

"Oh god, why did I say all that stuff." Emilyn groan.

"I'm not going to lie, but you turn me on." Emilyn closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands. Christopher takes Emilyn's hands away from her face, "I think it's hot." He said

"I don't think I'm the one who said it; it's probably Ana who made me say it." Christopher's eyes are watching her as she talks; ever so often, he glances at her lips.

"Then I got to thank her." The left side of his lip tugs upwards, and he kisses her. Christopher's hands slide to Emilyn's waist as he groans at the height of him and her.  His grip on Emilyn's waist tightens and carries her up. Emilyn automatically wrapped her legs around his waist and arms around his neck.

Christopher deepens the kiss, and their lips move in sync. Somehow, they were so indulged in the kiss and can't be bothered if Ana or Kelsea walks in on them.

"Oh bless my eyes!" They broke the kiss and saw Ana standing at the entrance of the kitchen.

Emilyn groaned and dug her head into Christopher's chest.

Christopher chuckled.

"Woah, never in my life I would walk into my innocent best friend making out." Ana laugh.

"Innocent?" Christopher said. "I don't think after what happen last night she is innocent anymore."

Ana spits out the water she was drinking, "I'm sorry, what?"

Emilyn told Christopher to put me down, so he put her down on the kitchen counter, "You don't remember what happen last night?" Emilyn asked her.

Ana shook her head, "I don't think so? Why?" She took a seat on the chair.

Emilyn bit on her lip and told her, "Rist told me that I called him and said some really inappropriate things."

"Inappropriate things?" Ana scrunched her eyebrows. "You? No way." She chuckled. "How do you know he is not lying?"She narrowed her eyes at Christopher.

Emilyn turns to look at him for answers, "trust me, I'm not lying." He said. "If I'm lying, how do I know you guys need aspirin."

"Yeah, that's kinda true." Emilyn nodded.

"Okay, then tell me what did he told you?" Ana asked.

"I can't say it," Emilyn looks down, swinging her legs.

"Why not?" Ana asked.

"Because... I..." The doorbell rang, Emilyn let out a breath.

"I'll get it." Ana jump from her seat. "Is probably Finley."

"Good morning." Kelsea finally wakes up, walking into the kitchen.

"Morning," Emilyn reply. "Kelsea, this is my boyfriend, Christopher Evans. He is one of the orphanage sponsors." She introduced them.

"Nice to meet you." She said. "I've heard about you."

Christopher gave her a slight nod and a smile, "nice meeting you, Kelsea. I've brought breakfast for you guys."

"Great, I'm starving." Kelsea looks into the bag and pulls out a sandwich.

"Angel, what do you want to eat?" He asked, heading to the table to get some food for her.

"I'm fine with anything," Emilyn told him. He came back to the kitchen counter with a breakfast set. "Thank you." Emilyn took the box from his hand.

"I did it again." Ana groans, walking into the kitchen with Finley behind her.

"You did what again?" Emilyn asked. "Hey, Finley." She greets him. Finley greets her back, and Finley and Christopher did a slight acknowledgement nod.

"You know how when I get drunk; I'll sex call someone," Ana said.

"Uhm...yeah," Emilyn said.

"Well, guess what I did it again, and I probably made you do it too," Ana said.

"You what?" Finley shouted. "She sex call him." Finley pointed at Christopher.

"No, no." Christopher quickly reply. "Is not what you call as sex call, is more like less intense." He explained nervously. Finley stood there with his arms cross. "Trust me, it is just a mild dirty talk, that's all."

Emilyn slaps her forehead and groan, "can we stop talking about this?" She told them. But Finley keeps glaring at Christopher; Emilyn gave Ana a look to ask her to do something about it.

"Hey, I'm hungry," Ana said. "Thanks, Christopher, for buying all this food. Come on, Finley, let's eat." She drags him to the table.

After breakfast, Kelsea left with Finley and Ana, leaving Christopher and me to clean the kitchen.

"Rist," Emilyn called out. He turns to face her. "What did Finley said to you?"

"What did Finley said to me? What do you mean?" He asked.

"Remember that one time you appear at Ana's place."

"Oh, uhm...just some things about you."

"What things?" Emilyn asked.

"You don't have to worry about that, nothing bad." He said.

"Did he threaten you? Because just now, Finley was glaring at you. Why?"

"Nothing, you don't have to overthink about it." He held onto both of her hands. "Remember how you told me that Finley is like your brother? Well, you know he is just protective of you." He tucks her hair behind her ear.

"Alright, if you said so." Emilyn nods.

"You want to do something later?" He asked.

"You have nothing plan today?" Christopher shook his head. "Alright, tv marathon it is." Christopher laugh.

A/N: Hey guys, I'm updating again. So what do you think? I was having a hard time writing the dirty talk scene(or maybe for some of you, is too kindergartener); guess where I've taken some inspiration from.

Are you the clingy type or touchy type? I'm definitely none of them.😂

See you guys next time.