Chapter 4: PANCAKES

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-Alouette's pov-

After we left the restaurant, Arthur and I went to my house where we spent the night together.

In the morning I woke up and Arthur was not next to me in bed, I put something on me and went to see if Arthur was in the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" I ask him

"Good morning mon amour! I'm making pancakes." he tells me.

"Do you know how to cook?" I go to him and hug him on the back.

"Of course I know how to cook!" he tells me a little outraged as he turns to kiss me.

He takes me on top forcing me to wrap my legs around his hips and lays me flat while kissing me. He lightly started to kiss my neck as well.

"You don't think the pancakes will burn" I tell him with pleasure. Then he stops and goes to the pancakes.

"Yes you are right" he tells me.
I get off the plate and go to taste the pancake batter.

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"Tomorrow I'm leaving in Spain, in Barcelona. Do you want to come with me?" he asked me while I was eating.

"Yes, I want to come with you" I tell him while he kisses my hand.

- Charles' pov-

In the morning I go to the kitchen and I was surprised to see Alouette. She was wearing her dress from last night that means she slept here. They didn't do anything last night like because it would have been heard the walls of the house are very thin and you can hear everything... my god, this dress is so short.

After a while Arthur comes and takes Alouette by the hand and they go out the door. I went to my room to prepare for lunch.

I arrived at the restaurant, there was my mother and Lorenzo
with Charlotte, Arthur had not yet arrived. I sat down at the table and not long after my younger brother appeared holding Alouette's hand. It was a quiet evening, I couldn't take my eyes off her and I think Lorenzo realized that.

After we had lunch, everyone went to their work, I went to bathe with some friends and I arrived home quite late.

In the morning I was alone in the house, Lorenzo didn't stay with us for a long time, and my mother was at work and I think Arthur didn't sleep at home. I had my breakfast and then I went to pack my luggage because tomorrow I'm leaving in Spain for the Barcelona GP.

After I finished packing I heard the front door. Arthur had arrived home.

"Where were you last night?" I ask my brother.

"I slept at the Alouette" he replies.

"Why didn't I know you had a girlfriend" I ask him.He didn't say anything."Have you been together for a long time?"

"For 4 months" he answers me. "She will also come with us to Spain".

"Great!" I tell him.

" You mad?" he asks me.

"No, but I don't like that you didn't tell me that you have a girlfriend, that is, you are my brother" I answer while sitting next to him on the couch.

"We had a long-distance relationship because she lives in France, but if she finishes college she will return home," he tells me.

"Is she from Monaco?" I ask him.

"Yes. She is 22 years old, she lived all her life in Monaco, her mother died when she was 13 years old and from that moment she wants to become a model like her mother. Her father, after her mother's death, remarried," he explained.

" Seriously! It doesn't seem, I mean, every time I saw her she was smiling" I say to Arthur.

"To be honest I've never seen her sad... I mean she's always smiling and that's why I fell in love with her." he tells me.

"In love?" I ask him.

"Yes, I think so, I don't know" he tells me.

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