I'm All Yours | B.E

Chapter Fourteen

Day one.

The day before Andrew's mother's Loraine's birthday party.

An event that was carefully planned out beginning from the outdoor exterior and ending with each seasoning put on the food that was going to be served.

The guest range wasn't wide, just her relatives and closest friends though Billie was dragged along Andrew to arrive the day before and spend the night there.

So did Matthew, no Katherine.

Their visit was supposed to last three days.

"She was feeling under the weather so I told her to stay home, wouldn't want her getting someone else sick," he put down his glass of whiskey on the table.

Drowned in boredom of the ongoing "family" dinner, Billie wanted to use any excuse just to leave.

"I hope she feels better but I'm excited for tomorrow! Some of my friends that I haven't seen in a long time will be here," excitement was laced in the tone of Loraine's voice.

Billie's eyes fixated on the white table cloth, burning a mental hole in it.

"Now where are my butlers when I need them? Billie?"

Sharply she looked up at her, "Yeah?"

"Could you take this to the kitchen and fill it up with water?" Loraine pointed at a vase. "The flowers I received are outstanding! I want them on the table."

"I can do it," Andrew was practically standing up but got stopped by his mother.

"No, no. Let her do it. But also go to my kitchen so you don't disturb the cooks."

Quietly Billie cleared her throat and mumbled out "Sure," before getting the vase and walking away.

With a sigh she turned on the faucet and looked out the massive window that was revealing a sight of a flourishing garden. Every flower had it's place, everything must've been thought out so carefully but also gently.

Her hands began to get cold at the water spilling over the edges due to her daydreaming.

She poured some of the water down the drain and set it on a counter which resulted in a small puddle of water form under it.

Eyes roaming around for a paper towel somewhere around but not finding one. She walked to the left, to the edge of the counter that was connected to another one and opened the cabinets above it. Bingo.

Her hands put it down on the counter and she began unrolling it.

Suddenly shivers went down her spine when she felt a pair of hands land on her hips, "Andrew, what are you-"

The question got cut off after she had slightly turned her head to find out that it wasn't Andrew but rather his brother.

She felt his touch move upwards her back, stopping at the shoulders.

Her figure sharply turned around and tried to leave but hardly got pushed back, "Now where are you going?

"Stop," she mumbled, trying to leave again.

Matthew grabbed her wrists and pushed her over the counter, "Keep quiet.".

The entirety of her figure froze in shock, "Matthew?"