Before you knew

113.

After a couple of days the furniture has been brought over, and Clay is about to pick me up to help with the small decorations. I hear a car honk and I hop down the stairs.

I hop into the car and smile brightly at Clay. He chuckles 'Hey'. 'Hi' I say back. 'You got everything?' he says. I nod as he starts the car. 'There is one thing I need to tell you' he says. 'What is it?' I ask. 'I put the tiny plant I bought at the the theme park in a spot, and you're not allowed to move it." He says as he looks at the road. I laugh at him 'You fount the permanent spot?' I ask. 'Yes, no moving it!' He warns.

When inside everything looks amazing, though it's still a bit empty. 'The boxes are over there.' he says as he point at the boxes I'm the corner of the room. 'There are some upstairs for upstairs.' He says as he takes his jacket off.

I start to work. When the living room is done I make my way upstairs. I walk over to the room where the boxes are. When I'm about to open a box, I hear a loud bang before glass shatters. 'Fuck!' Clay curses. 'What was that?' I ask. I make my way down the stairs and .

I find Clay standing in the kitchen, broken glass surrounding him. He's holding his arm. 'What happened?' I ask as I clear a path to him, moving the glass. 'The box tipped over.' He says. The box with cups and glasses. 'Jesus.' I say as I carefully make my way to him.

He has a cut on his lower arm and hand.

'Let me fix you up' I say as make my way back.
I hold his hand as I lead him to the couch. 'Wait here I'll get some bandages.' I tell him.

Clay starts the fire in the fireplace as I get the first aid kit. When I get downstairs he's sitting cross legged in front of the fire. I sit down across from him feeling the warmth of the fire on my left side. I wrap his arm up first and he just stares at me as I'm doing so. I know he's looking at me but I ignore it, though I'm happy about it. 'Your eyes are pretty.' He says. I look at him for a second before continuing. 'Yeah?' I ask. 'Yeah, especially in light.' He says as he tilts his head a little. I gently touch the skin around the cut on his hand and he jumps a little. 'I'm sorry' I say as he looks down at my hand. He holds my hand and looks me in the eye.

His gaze is intense and makes my heart race. He leans in closer until our heads touch. 'Can I kiss you?' He asks as he bites his lip. I chuckle, he's asking my consent even though we did it many times before. 'Yeah.' I say. He gently holds my chin and tilts my head up so I'm directly facing him. 'kiss me' I say. And he does. His kiss is passionate and gentle. After not long enough we break apart. He stares at me for a while before chuckling. 'You have to be kidding Amelia' he says as he shakes his head. 'What?' I ask as I smile. 'How can you be so good to me.' He says.

When he's wrapped up he leans with his back against the couch, wanting to stay close to the warmth of the fire place. I clean up the mess and I walk back over to him. 'Tea?' I ask. He nods and I get the two of us some tea. I hand him his cup and he places it on the ground next to him and he reaches from me. 'Come here' he says. I sit down in front of him and I let myself fall back, landing agains Clay. I curl up like a little ball and I rest my head against his chest. He wraps his arms around me and we just sit there for a long time. Enjoying the warmth.

After a while Clay gets up and starts dinner.