I Want You

Chapter Eleven

I was working on some paintings for Mrs. Harvey when Armand came into what used to be his guest room. I wasn't startled since I was changing brushes, otherwise I might have done a stroke I shouldn't.

"Where's your sling?" I asked as soon as I noticed both of his arms were down his sides. His hair looked wet, he probably just got out of the shower; a black shirt that was a bit lose covered his torso and he only wore briefs. Ever since Maeve left he's been wearing less and less clothes. I can't say I mind. It's been two days of seeing my boyfriend half naked almost every day, who could complain?

"Called the doctor, he said as long as I don't feel any pain, I can have it off. But only for tonight." He grinned, getting closer to me to see what I was working on.

"What's happening tonight?" I wondered out loud. I didn't miss an anniversary did I?

"Esther's crush gig? You said we'd go." Armand explained and when he saw realization illuminate my face he chuckled. "You completely forgot didn't you love?"

"No." That didn't sound convincing at all. "I did. How much time do I have to get ready?"

"An hour an a half. Two tops if you want to be there before the singing starts." Armand explained and chuckled once I started cursing and hastily cleaning everything. "Need help?"

"No. Just go and get ready, I'll be finished soon." I made a shooing motion with my hand, wanting him to get out of my way. Not that he was inconveniencing me, more like he just looked at me and that still made my heart beat accelerate and it got me all kinds of nervous.

"I am ready." He crossed his arms and smirked down at me.

"There's no way you're going out like that." I stopped what I was doing and looked him straight in the eyes.

"What? You're embarrassed?"

"Not even close. I don't think I have that much control. Seeing you like that and not doing anything is sinful enough, now enduring it for hours is torture. Plus I would spend all my energy on shooing unwanted people from you than watching the show. So no, I'm not embarrassed. It leaning more to a possessive feeling I think." I finished my sort of rant and Armand could only stare at me with rose coloring his cheeks.

Literally nothing came out of his mouth as he opened it and closed it.

"Go change babe, I'm going to take a shower." I walked up to him, kissed his cheek and left the room.

I was a few steps out when I heard him say, "I love this woman." And I couldn't stop grinning.

After grabbing some underwear I got in the bathroom and undressed quickly to get under the spray. And it wasn't even five minutes when I'd almost slipped and cracked my head open. All because Armand had gotten in and startled me.

"What are you doing?!" My heart was threatening to break out and make me after it. "You already showered!"

"I have no control it seems." He grinned, hands holding onto my hips to keep me steady on my feet as the water hit my back. "Also, someone told me it's a sin to see one's significant other naked and not do anything about it."

"I didn't say that!"

"When did I say you were that someone?" Armand moved closer until we were touching and I could feel his hard on against my navel.

"We've seen each other naked and not had sex." I argued, may voice shaking as I felt his hand trace over my left breast. Goosebumps covered me and I felt my nipples harden.

"I know." Was his only reply as his other hand traveled to my back and slowly made its way to my ass and gripped in a painfully satisfying manner. "We can stop. Just say the words."