Chapter Seventeen

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"Well that's one way to make an entrance", Carter says with a laugh while grabbing the throw rug off the back of his couch and wrapping my naked body with it.

  "Yeah", I say joining his lighthearted laughter.

  He pulls me close and kisses me gently, "Thank you", he says against my mouth.

  "For uhh what?", I asked confused and he pauses.

  "For that!?", I almost yell, suggesting he's thanking me for giving him sex.

"Oh wha? No!", he says registering to what I'm suggesting.

  "No! Thank you for coming with me to the falls!", he laughs awkwardly and rubs the back of his neck.

  "Oh!",

Thank god...

"I'm glad I did, I had a great time Carter", I smile and push up on my toes to kiss his lips.

  "So", Carter says pulling back and looking at me with those intense beautiful eyes.

"Hmm?",

  "Did you want to get some food? I could order in?", he asks.

  "Sure!", I say kissing his cheek.

  Carter lets me go and turns to pick up his jocks and the rest of our clothes.

"I'll just go get dressed", I say as he hands me my playsuit, bra and underwear.

  I stop and turn back toward him and laugh to myself. I hang the remains of my torn g-string on my index finger and smirk at him.

  "I don't think these are much use to me any more", I say.

Carter turns around and sees what I'm talking about.

  "Oh my god I'm so sorry, I was just caught in the moment, I'll buy you new ones", he says slightly panicked.

  I laugh a little louder and walk towards him.

  "It's fine, I wouldn't want anyone else to destroy my underwear and hey, it gives me an excuse to buy a pair especially for you", I kiss his lips before he can respond.

  "Did you want to wear a pair of my pyjama shorts and one of my t-shirts?", he asks me hesitantly.

  "Are you asking me to stay over Mr Schmidt?", I reply smirking.

"Ohh, ahh, well, only if you want to...", he stammers out.

  "Of course I do and yes please", I say, batting my eyelashes and trying my hardest to sound sweet.

  Carter turns and heads to his bedroom before returning to the living room with a pair of black cotton drawstring shorts and a grey t-shirt.

  "Is this okay?", he asks me.

  "They're perfect", I say with a smile.

  "You remember where the bathroom is?", he asks, "Or you can use my room? Whatever you'd like".

"Cool, thank you".

  He kisses me on my cheek and I head down the hallway.

  Once I'm dressed and have fixed my hair, I make my way back to the living room. Carter is seated at the breakfast bar in kitchen which is just to the left of the open plan space. He turns his head, looking at me over his shoulder.

  "What do you feel like?", he asks.

"I'm easy, whatever you like".

  I approach him at the breakfast bar and look over his shoulder, he's scrolling through takeaway options and had turned his phone slightly offering for me to read along with him.

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