Always Mine {Book 3}| Completed

Chapter 15

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                          Chapter Fifteen

   I had dressed in a bohemian dress that I was certain that Christopher would love on me. He was downstairs cooking something out. Earlier for lunch he had cooked us burgers on the grill and they came out amazing. He had even made this old recipe for making strawberry milkshakes that he said his grandmother gave him. And it was amazing having with the burgers he made. And they were perfect, along with mac and cheese. And Christopher's cooking skills are absolutely amazing and I think he could open up his own restaurant if he had to.

I stood in front of the vanity dresser, staring at my reflection. I thought the earrings were too much for having dinner. At least before lunch I did get another swim in. And when I did, I just pictured Christopher beside me but he was busy with grilling. And he has promised to swim later. Which I'm hoping to be able to witness.

I had put on this maroon color lipstick but it looked too much. So I scowl at myself in the mirror in frustration. I taken a tissue and I wipe it off, and I start to put on a nude lipstick instead and it wasn't too much. It matched my own color. And I was perfectly fine. So with no worry, I had just smiled, not having a worry. But as I stood up straight looking at myself hoping that I look perfect. For him.

I had heard the music from downstairs that came from a stereo that I think mom hooked up. And I started to actually start to wonder in curiosity what he might be doing downstairs in the kitchen cooking up. And I had took my hair out of the bun and I decided on actually wearing it down, but I take it deciding to wear my hair half up and half down. And then I feel ready soon enough. But I take one last look at myself by just gazing at myself for what seemed like a long time.

   I had done the most thinkable and I had not even bothered wearing shoes because I was in the house. I look at the time and it reads 6:15. And so I had definitely exhaled, and then I headed for the door passing the towels hanging on the hook on the wall from the shower. And I had left out, and I had gone in direct for the stairs and I slowly walked down. And when I came around for the kitchen, I saw Christopher what looked like he had the table set for two. And it looked so nice that I actually wanted to cry from being so happy.

He was dressed in a white beater and a blue striped unbutton long sleeve shirt over it and he had on black dress pants and he looked absolutely hot that I could actually attack him. But somehow whenever he cooks I actually get turned on the most. And here he is looking sexier than ever while cooking. And I watched him standing over by the counter and I watched him chopping vegetables on the cutting board. And the music was flowing through the kitchen. It was definitely old music that sounded interesting. Either like Etta James or Aretha Franklin. And the music had me wanting to sway. And I watched him take the carrots chopping them and putting them into the boiling pot on the stove. And the kitchen had absolutely smelled delicious.

I wanted to dance and sing to the music. But Christopher he ended up just awaiting and when he had the towel rag on his shoulder and he looked over at me, gawking at him. I guess he saw my determination and curiosity. He looked surprised that I was standing here. He looked nervous to be judged. But I only stood at the entryway from the hallway and the kitchen. And he was just looking at me with his gray eyes just shooting at me that I felt like I might have been put under a spell.

"Hi baby." I compliment him, and I walk towards him and I wrap my arms around him and then I seal my lips over his gently.

  "Your finished getting ready? I wish you didn't see the mess I did to make the dish. Because tonight, I am your chef!" He had spoken with his eyes wandering down on me, which I clearly didn't mind at all.