Just One Hello (Book 2 in the Just Series)

Chapter 32

Marco

I was whistling to the tune off, Nick Jonas' Jealous when I felt a set of eyes watching me. I looked up and found Ellie standing there, trying to hide her giggles.

I grinned. Then I realized that she should be in the tub soaking. "What are doing here? You should in the tub soaking," I scolded.

"I did, and now I'm here. I find that this is so much better, than soaking in the tub... Alone."

I shook my head. "You look hot, babe. I swear. I never looked as hot or as good as you do in my shirt," I said.

She looked away with a painful blush. "It smells of you..." She mumbled.

"I'm not complaining babe. Please, feel free to wear my shirts anytime. That's my new favourite shirt, by the way. It's Ellie's special," I said.

What the fuck? Ellie's special? Seriously?

I've lost my mind.

She laughed. "I can't believe you said that," she said.

"Me neither," I mumbled.

She walked over to me and hugged me from behind.

"Can I help?" She asked.

"Yes, you can sit in front of me and look pretty."

She giggled.

"Go on. Sit princess."

Ellie

I watched as Marco moved around the kitchen. This is the first time I've seen him in jeans. I love the way it was riding low on his hips. His chiselled chest and abs on display. I can't help but remember how they felt as I touched him. I also didn't miss the fact that he was sporting a hard on. It seemed to be happening a lot. I must admit, it does things to my inner goddess knowing that, I affect him that much.

He pulled out a pot to cook, what I assume is the pasta sauce. He started chopping some fresh vegetables. I watched him chop up some onions and mushrooms. Then he cut some chicken breast into chunks.

He filled one pot with water. I watched him add some olive oil and diced garlic. I lost track of what he did after that. I was too entranced by his movement and the gorgeousness of his body, that I stopped paying attention to what he was cooking.

Before I know it, he was pulling out a couple of plates; and setting a couple of forks in front me; and filled our plates with pasta and white sauce. I don't even remember when he toasted some garlic bread for us.

"Here you go, princess," he said, putting my plate in front of me.

God, it smells so good.

"Thanks," I said and I dig in.

"Oh my goodness, this is so good," I said. I didn't realize how hungry I was.

He chuckled. I must look like a pig, but I don't care. I'm hungry.

We both fell silent as we devoured our food. After our activities last night. It's no wonder we are famished.

"That was amazing," I said, as I wiped my mouth.

"I'm glad you liked it," he said as he turned my stool around to face him.

He kissed me on the lips.

"I want dessert," he said and before I can say anything, he lifted me into his arms and carried me back to his room.

I laughed. "Marco!" I squealed.

"Time for dessert, babe," he said as he hurried up the stairs to his room.

"Dessert is back there, in the kitchen," I said.

"Nope. I'm having you for dessert," he grinned wickedly.

I giggled. "You're insatiable."

"You have no idea," he muttered.

Marco

I looked down at Ellie, who was using my shoulder as her pillow.

I smiled.

She really was incredibly beautiful. Her skin is perfection. She had some light freckles on her cheeks that I never noticed before until now. They were so light, it's barely noticeable. If you look at her from a few inches away, you won't even know they're there.

I smiled at my new discovery.

She was refreshing. Unlike any other woman, I've ever met. She makes me laugh. She makes me feel good. She brightens up my day and can turn my bad days into good, with one simple smile or even just the sound of her voice.

A pang of guilt washed through me.

"I hope you'll forgive me, sweetheart," I whispered.

Then it hit me...

I'm in love with her.

Oh god. Of course I love her. How could I not?

I fell in love with her when she called me an unfeeling jerk, the first time we met. Or maybe even before that. When I caught her staring at me with her mouth open.

I've loved her for so long, I can't even remember a time when. I didn't love her.

Fear gripped me.

I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat.

She's going to hate me, when she finds out the truth.

In this moment, I thought about coming clean, but...

I shook my head.

I can't. She can't know. Not until I've fulfilled my promise to my father. After that, I'll tell her everything. I'll come clean. She'll be mad, but I'll explain it to her and she'll forgive me and we can start over.

I look back down at my Ellie.

I've got to get her married to me. Soon...

The realization hit.

We didn't use protection last night. And since Ellie was a virgin, I doubt that she's on the pill.

Suddenly, the possibility that we made a child together, and Ellie could possibly be carrying our child now, brought me tremendous joy.

The image of Ellie pregnant... I smiled happily.

I kissed the top of her head and whispered, "I love you, princess."