A Flame From The Past

13: All For Him Pt.3

"You just love teasing me don't you", he came into the bathroom, as I leaned against the countertop.

"I'm just looking for a toothbrush", I told him, and he walked closer to me as I leaned down looking through the cabinets.

He came up behind me, right behind me, as he leaned down over me, reaching into the cabinet I hadn't looked in yet. But I saw a whole display of toothbrushes, and a small purple one still in its packaging.

"Whose toothbrushes are those? Your ladies of the night?", I teased, hoping and knowing how important this was to us both and that he would soon get rid of them.

And they were labeled too, specifically, why did he keep them?

"Actually it's my team's toothbrushes I told you they spend the night a lot", he said, which calmed those busy nerves within me, my conclusion jumping never did any good.

"Oh", I said, dotting the toothpaste along his own toothbrush.

I knew I had an issue, jumping to conclusions, but when I saw something concerning how could I not think of the worst.

"I wish I was your toothbrush", he said, looking at me with the strangest look in his eyes.

"I'm going to sleep", I said, kissing his cheek, knowing if he kept saying these things I would literally be his toothbrush.

"Come shower with me", he asked, taking his shirt off and swaying towards me, kissing my cheek happily.

"I can't", I said, as he kissed up my cheek.

"I'll be here in the shower, if you think-", he said, and I quickly assured him.

"I wouldn't", I told him, just as I heard his draws fall to the floor, and I walked out of the bathroom.

I made my way over to the second bathroom, which was somewhere down the hall, there were fresh towels, and a bar of soap still in its package.

My dress unzipped as I stepped out of it and made my way under the hot scalding water, my hair still had flour lost in the folds.

"Carina", the door opened, as I heard Luca come in and place something on the counter.

"I brought you some shirts and sweatpants", he said, and I peeked my head out seeing him wrapped in a towel and his soaking ends of his hair slowly drying and dripping on the ground. His back was shown to me, and I had to admit he looked great, if he hadn't left so quickly I would've invited him.

"Thank you", I told him, and he shut the door behind him.

I turned the shower off, drying off my body and most of my hair, but it was so thick it had a hard time drying.

I slipped my underwear on which was lying just on the ground, knowing he would've seen it when he came in.

He had left me a whole catalogue of clothes, the shirts ranged in colors, but the one that stood out to me was white.

I held up my bra, this one always cut into my skin and it was so uncomfortable to sleep in. And so I kept it with my dress, just slipping the white shirt over my head.