Wanted For Pleasure: vol 2

Chapter 7: choco-lit dinner

"In love all of me is you, in love all of you is me. In love it's all messed up, the sweetest mess we could ever be."

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𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏

"Sit. Sit! Can you sit for Mommy?" I try giving both puppies a command and they just stare at me.

I vibrate my lips, giving up as I stand. "One day."

Seeing the time on my phone, I decide to finish getting ready for the night.

Chris has been working so hard, I wanted to get his head out of his blueprints. Besides, we've hardly hung out with Jasmine and JB since they moved here. Things have just been hectic, and unlike I planned.

"Chris?" I shout for him to respond.

I walk upstairs, scrolling through my photo gallery with a smile on my face.

"Chris?" I call again.

"In here!" He hollers back. I hear the aggression in his tone but ignore it.

"Look, babe," I bubble, walking around the staircase structure. "Duke and Stevie fell asleep next to each other, it's so cute."

When I finally look up from my screen, I spot Chris on his laptop arguing with himself.

"The veins are showing in your forehead and neck, don't pop them." I tease, approaching him on the edge of the bed.

He shakes his head and continues whatever it is he's doing - work.

I throw my phone onto the bed and with a sigh, carry myself into the shower.

"You know," I yell over the running warm water, "I thought being a housewife would be a lot more fun than this!"

He doesn't respond so I throw my bra at him. Nothing.

"Ugh." I roll my eyes. "you're not even horny anymore. Who are you?"

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I finish my shower and take my time moisturizing seeing as though someone wasn't yet ready.

I walk past Chris in the same position I left him in and he does a double take, seeing me drop my towel in the walk-in closet.

"Are you ready for bed?" He asks me.

I look over my shoulder at him and scowl. "It's almost nine-thirty, Chris. We had plans, remember?"

"I have plans, too." He smirks, rising from the mattress.

I slipped into my under garments and roll my eyes at his sudden interest.

"You smell good." Chris's voice gives me a chill.

I'm reminded of our height gap when he corners me in my closet.

He looks down at me with dark eyes and pushes the hair behind my ear.

His finger pulls at my bra strap but I don't let him take it off.