Chapter 22: Cabin Fever

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Rosemary(edtied)

I roll over in bed yawning as I glance around the cozy room. Neither of us had a chance to look around seeing as we were both tired. All we did was drop our bags, let our family know we made it, and then fall asleep. I stumble my way into the bathroom and begin taking my clothes off and placing a shower cap over my hair. I slide the glass back a little and smile up at Ophelia. 

"Hi baby" She smiles softly at me and holds her hand out. I take it as she tugs me into the shower with her and closes the door back. 

"hi," I whisper and wrap my arms around her as the hot water hits my back. We both wash ourselves and make our way back into the bedroom to get dressed in pjs. 

"This place is really fucking nice. How did you get it by the way? It looks rich." I glance over at her as she sits down in front of me. I slide my yoga pants over my hips and grab my long sleeve shirt. 

"Ahhh my parents own this place. My mom loves Christmas so we spend it up here every year. Apparently, it reminds her of those cheesy Hallmark movies." She explains and helps me put on my fluffy socks. I swear she has a foot fetish.

"Your dad loves making her happy, I can tell" I climb into her lap and shove my face in her neck. I begin sniffing her as I squeeze her a little and relax against her.

"Yes, he does" She chuckles and rocks us slowly. She hums as we sit in silence for a few minutes. "Why do you always do that when we cuddle?" 

"Mmm, I don't know. My dad noticed it too, well I mean I do it to my family only really so-

"Awww you think of me as a family?" She pulls back and pinches my cheek.

"Girl" I snort and swat her arm. "Give me a tour please" 

"Only if you give me a tour of your body later" She leans back on her hands and smirks at me. I lick my lips and stand up. 

"Sure, if you tell me what really made you wanna take this trip." I smile as she grins at me.

"Like I told you. I wanted to bring in the new year with you." She nods her head agreeing with herself.

"Mhhm I'll find out why" I toss my shower cap onto the dresser and lean my hip against it. She stands up making her way over to me trapping me against it. Her lips press against mine as she tilts her head to kiss me. It's sweet and slow and very minty. I reach up and cup her face as the kiss gets deeper and we begin to get lost in each other. All too soon she pulls away. I glance up at her and blush. Every time we kiss, I swear it's like the first time. Maybe this trip was a good idea. 

"I love you" 

"I love you too"

"Now lemme show you around babygirl."

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"I thought you knew," She says as she pulls out a bunch of food. The tour was great but it never dawned once that her family was filthy rich until just now. 

I sigh and look out of the window. "So what's for dinner chef?" I hear her laugh and smack the counter. "I know I'm funny but babe please" I snort and shake my head at her. So dramatic....she just wants some later, otherwise she would've rolled her eyes at me.

"Lemon garlic butter pasta with shrimp and a red wine to drink, is that okay for you princess?" She turns her head to me and raises an eyebrow daring me to object. Like I would.

"I like shrimp" I mumble. I busy myself with my phone as she cooks. Dating her I've noticed she hates to be talked to when she cooks...like she's in a different world. I watch her move around the kitchen with ease as she hums to herself. 

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