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Chapter 27

I woke up to a sudden clang and immediately sat up, thinking someone was in my apartment. But the room was too bright to be my apartment and slowly my memories came back. I blinked because my eyes were burning with fatigue.

„Did I wake you up?" My head rushed towards the kitchen, where an apologetically smiling boy stepped out with a pan in his hand. „Sorry," his bright voice said. „I dropped something."

„What the hell?" I stared at him with half-open eyes. Maybe I was dreaming.

The boy disappeared in the kitchen for a second, then came back without the pan, wiping his hands and stopping next to the bed I was lying on. This definitely was the apartment of the man I was having sex with. No doubt.

„How do you feel?"

„Who the fuck are you?" I looked at him confused, my hair probably a mess and the blanket on me just covered my lower body.

„Felix," he smiled. „We talked on the phone, remember?"

I stared at him. He probably wasn't even taller than me and shit, he was really cute how he stood there in this kitschy apron and grinned, some clamps were holding his curly hair off his forehead. „Yeah, I will never forget this high pitched voice."

He sat on the edge of the bed. „Blair said you passed out. I think he was worried."

„Ugh."

„Are you hungry?" he asked then. „If you wait a few more minutes, I can bring you the food to the bed. Or do you wanna drink something?"

„No thanks." I looked around the room. „Where are my clothes?"

„Oh," he said and stood up. „Here. Sorry, I didn't mean to take them away or something. Just tidy up a little. Are you better now?" He put a folded pile at my feet, then went back to the kitchen, which wasn't really far, so he could still hear me.

„Yes." My voice sounded hoarse. „How long did I sleep?"

„Don't know exactly, but you slept through the night. I guess you needed it."

I closed my eyes. „Shit..."

„Is this a problem?" Felix asked, walking outside the kitchen again, eating an apple as if he couldn't just wait the few minutes until the food he cooked was done.

„No." I couldn't stop staring at him. Any normal person would just bite off an apple. Instead, he cut off slices of it with a small knife and threw them into his mouth. Then turned it a little to get the next slice. „You're not his boyfriend, are you?"

Felix looked at me with a grin. „Wanna know?"

I stared at his stupid apple. „Kind of." And his stupid smacking mouth. „You look pretty young for a thirty years old boyfriend."

„I'm seventeen," he smacked, swallowed, „and we know since almost three years. He was 27. Sounds much younger, doesn't it?"

I grabbed my things and pulled my underwear on under the covers. „Still pretty old," I said and stood up to put on my pants as well as my T-shirt. I knew it would cross the line, but it wasn't the man I was interested in. It was this boy.  „That's a difference of thirteen years. He's almost twice your age. When he sleeps with me despite you're his boyfriend, an open relationship?"

Felix looked at me and stopped chewing. „What?"

I only realized it now, remembering how this man immediately texted me when he found out Felix talked to me. Fuck. You Idiot. „Oh my god," I said and looked at him in shock. „Fuck, I am so sorry. I... We... I mean, I never knew you were his boyfriend and we made this stupid contract and..."

„Relax," he suddenly laughed. „I was playing with you. Of course I know you're sleeping with him, you just woke up in his bed naked. If I didn't know, I'd know by now." I dropped my shoulders in relief when he walked back into the kitchen and followed him. It smelled damn good and my stomach started to growl, thanks god quiet enough so he didn't hear it. „I see why you're with him. You're both idiots."

„Sorry," he said while he got a baking dish out of the oven with those silly pink gloves on. I looked at the casserole, topped with melted cheese. My mouth was watering just looking at it.

„So that means..." I sat on the table in the kitchen, hoping he had cleaned it at least after he fucked me here. But he haven't had time for that, I guess. Maybe Felix cleaned it. „You also have different sex partners besides him?"

„Nope." He put the dish on the table on which he had to lean over for. His T-shirt lowered and revealed his chest a little, literally right in front of my eyes. I don't know why I looked at it so closely but I flinched when our eyes met and he winked, „but that's kinda private." Then he turned to get cutlery from a drawer. And I swallowed. I couldn't believe he just winked at me but then didn't want to talk about his sex life.

„What, so we can talk about his sex life but yours is private?"

„Yep," he said. „Are you sure you don't want to eat with me?" He sat down at the table and made some of the cheesy noodles on his plate. The yellow-brownish cheese pulled, my stomach growled again and I wasn't sure what I wanted more. Eat with this cute boy or, well...

„Yep," I said back and stood up, even though I was craving to say yes. But this was his private life. I wasn't supposed to even be here. „I'm going home now. Enjoy your meal."