The Price of Love

Another Taste Before I Go

Hiiii i managed to write this whenever I found myself not busy. Sorry if it seems kinda rushed, i tried the best that i could to finish while also making it an enjoyable chapter.

Please stay safe, and I hope you enjoy :D

I slowly woke up as the sun cast a warm glow around the room. My surroundings were unfamiliar to me; white walls, with a red accent wall, a black wardrobe and vanity, and the soft, white sheets I was covered with. It was then that I remembered that Addison let me stay over.

Before I could get out of bed to change, Addison knocks.

"Come in," I yell out to her.

"I have my hands full, can you open the door for me?"

I sigh internally, wishing I could stay in bed just a little bit more. I open the door and see Addison with a tray of food. I smile at her.

"You made me breakfast?"

"I would be a pretty terrible houseguest if I didn't," she jokes. I let her in and she sets the tray down on the bed. Under the tray, she was carrying some folded clothes, which she puts down beside the food.

"I didn't think you'd want to wear yesterday's clothes home, so I washed them and got you some of mine instead."

I smile widely and kiss her cheek. "You're so sweet."

"Only for you," she says. I look into her eyes, and I know she's telling the truth. I start to change out of the silk pyjama's Addison let me borrow and into the much too expensive skirt and blouse.

"Are you sure I can wear this? I'm fine with a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt," I tell her.

"Do you not like it?"

"No, I just- I don't want to ruin your nice clothes," I tell her.

"Don't worry about that. If you want to wear them, then wear them. I won't mind if you ruin them." She smiles and all my worries dissipate.

I slowly undress, hoping to give her a bit of a show, but when I look over my shoulder to see her reaction, she was gone. I hurriedly put on the outfit, grab my breakfast, and find Addison at the dinner table, eating her own plate of omelettes.

"You didn't like the show?" I joke, sitting down next to her.

"I wanted to give you your privacy," she answers. I pout just a little bit. Noticing this, she leans in and mutters, "Believe me, I want to see you undress. Badly. I've thought about it since the night I met you...but I want to make it special. The first time I see your body, I want to do many more things than just look." She leans back and stabs a piece of omelette, leaving my lungs empty and my mouth dry.

"Your food's getting cold," she points out, as if nothing happened.

I nod silently and eat my omelettes. I had eaten my entire plate of breakfast, yet I was still hungry for something else.

Addison finished after me, and once she put her napkin down, (of course, she uses napkins all the time) I moved closer to her, placing a hand on her thigh. She looks up at me with lust-filled eyes.

"And just what do you think you're doing?"

"I'm seducing you," I say blatantly. "Is it working?"

She leans in close again, our lips nearly touching.

"Mhm, very much so. But I don't kiss anyone before the first date."

"But what about yesterday?"

"That was a practice kiss. And to show you what I have to offer." She winks and stands up, gathering the dirty dishes.