14. Pizza & Dessert Deals

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Evie Pov

"Just when I think you can't get any cuter." I look up at her and nibble on my lip as she stares down at me. Being this close and very personal with Eloise makes me really nervous. Sometimes I wish I could read minds so I know exactly what she's thinking right now. The look on her face says a lot more though.

I think she'd rather skip dinner and eat me instead.

"We should probably think about eating something." I quickly look down at my hands. I got a simple almond shape French tip with little hearts on each nail. Cute but still usable.

"Oh, I am." My head jerks up as her raspy voice meets my ears. She leans down making me fall back on the bed. "I think I'd like to eat you, Evie." I watch as her tongue runs along her bottom lip.

"Oh, I don't think I'm tasty." My laugh gets stuck in my throat as she lays down on top of me. Her boobs feel nice against mine. She feels nice against me. I glance up at her face and blush when I see she's smiling.

"You're very tasty actually and sweet too." Eloise shoves her face in my neck and takes a deep breath. She does that a lot and each time she tells me how I smell. "You smell like cinnamon today."

I clear my throat and nod. "Thanks, but you know my mom said that you shouldn't eat dessert before dinner because it'll spoil your appetite and stuff." I feel her body shake with laughter as she finally sits up giving me room to come back to earth.

"A mother's wisdom." She grins before standing up and patting my thighs. "Since that's the case you can pick what we have for dinner. I'll be down in a few, okay?" She watches watch me as I nod and slowly sit up. I blink a few times before grabbing the cookbook and dashing out of the room. I swear I heard her laugh.

"Okay, what do we have?" I quickly push my phone away as Eloise walks into the kitchen. Her hair is pulled back into a bun and she's wearing grey sweatpants and a pink sports bra. I feel her eyes on my face and body. She's eyeing me like I'm her next meal and the clothes I changed into don't help.

One of the many pajamas my mom packed just so happened to be super cute but I think she forgets I get my body shape from her. The strawberry romper I have on stops a little bit under my butt, it's cute though so I had to put it on.

"I figured we could make homemade pizzas." I lean against the counter and blush as I finally look at her. "You have all the stuff for it so, I just figured, but if you don't want to eat it-" Her laugh cuts me off and I blush. I always tend to ramble when I'm nervous, and pretty women make me nervous.

"Pizza sounds good baby." She moves around the island and wraps her arms around my waist. "Shall we make a big one or do you not want to share with your girlfriend?" I shake my head as her hands start roaming my body.

"Keep your hands to yourself!" I giggle and run to the other side of the counter. "I was surprised to see that you already have dough so, we can skip that part and just start putting them together." I quickly being to make mine as she hums. She's just staring at me I know it.

"Stop looking at me and make your pizza because I'm not sharing." I glance up at her with a smile. She blushes and makes herself busy. We take a while making our pizzas, well at least I do. I made three flowers out of cheese. It's pretty cute. Although Eloise had a lot to say about it her's looked like a child just threw toppings on it. I slide my pizza over to her so she can put it in the oven with hers.

"Okay, we have 20 minutes until they're ready." She turns to me after closing the oven. I wink at her as I put the rest of the food away. This was cute, us making pizzas together. "Can I have a kiss now and can I feel you up? I feel like I haven't seen you in ages." She whines while trapping me against the counter.

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