The Story Of An Anonymous Girl ✔

Chapter 57

TW: Mature Themes in this chapter.

MIA

I can see his mind drift off to that night, and I decide to brush my teeth while he replays it in his head. Moving towards the bathroom as quietly as humanly possible, I brush my teeth and wash my face. Grabbing Oliver's tee, I wear it and exit the bathroom. When I enter Oliver's room, I see him still thinking. I kiss him while running my fingers over his defined chest and abs and ask, "Replayed it in your head, babe?"

He picks me up and sets me on his thorax, making me squeal, and responds, "What can I say, baby? You were absolutely incredible. And I was having sex after a year of fantasising it with you."

Red creeps up my neck and settles on my cheeks. To change the subject, I say, "Let's go downstairs and have breakfast." But Oliver shakes his head and states, "I have my breakfast right here, gattina."

"È così, bambino?" (Is that so, baby?) The words leave my mouth involuntarily, and Oliver's eyes almost fall out of their sockets. I had started learning Italian last to last week because Oliver had started saying more Italian words that I wouldn't understand. "When did you start learning Italian?" He asks, stunned.

"Last to last week." I answer.

He groans and declares, "Your accent makes it sound so much sexier, tesoro." Tesoro meant darling, and I flush even harder.

I remark, "I know, babe, but I am starving right now." Knowing that he would make a crude remark, I append, "For food." pecking his cheek chastely and playfully. I get up from his torso and make my way out of his room, swinging my bare, naked behind, intentionally. As I'm about to open the door, I realise that I need to tie my hair. I turn around, detangling my hair with my fingernails and move towards Oliver's desk. Fetching my hair tie, I knot my hair up in a bun. I could feel Oliver's gaze burning a hole in my back. I say, "C'mon, I'm making pancakes, Oliver." Moving downstairs, I check my phone for new texts and emails from my agent. There are none, and I grab the pancake mix from one of the cupboards. I receive a text from Madison inviting us to her birthday party. Madison and I had become good friends unknowingly. But she still hasn't told me truthfully what she wanted to talk to me about that day.

She said that she wanted to apologise for being a bitch to me. She also told me about her parents. Whisking the pancake batter for the umpteenth time, I grab a cup and place the measured batter on a heated and oiled pan. After I make stacks of 4 pancakes for the both of us, I cut out a perfect cube of butter and place it on top of the pile. I pour a generous amount of honey on them, and Oliver comes downstairs on cue. I notice that his hair is wet, meaning that he showered.

"What are you going to do today?" He questions as we settle at the dining table.

"I have these spa place coupons. So, I wanted to ask if you were interested, and Madison invited us to her birthday party." I reply.

"Okay. What's the theme?" He inquires.

"White and Gold." I state.

"What are you wearing?" He asks.

"I only have a gold dress from some brand that I had to endorse. I'll have to manage with that since I don't have my house keys. I do think that there are some white heels that I have in my suitcase." I say.

"Okay." He replies, and I probe, "What about you?" She asks.

"I'll wear a golden shirt with white trousers and black shoes, I guess. And since I'm free for the day so I do think that we can go to the spa." He says.

"Okay, let me have a shower, and we can leave then." I respond.

"Where is it?" He asks, and I try to remember the address but can't. So, I state, "Its name is Tao Spa, and I think it is fifteen to twenty minutes away. I don't remember the street's name."