13 - Ice 🧊🔞

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⚠️ Only for adults! Despite the title, things are going to get steamy in this chapter. ⚠️

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I had just put the pasta on to cook when I heard the doorbell.

I didn't even open the door fully when he quickly came in. At least I hoped it was him, because he was wearing a cap with sunglasses.

"Where's your fridge?" - he asked impatiently while kicking the shoes off his feet.

I was confused, but pointed my finger to it. - "Are you okay?"

He quickly found it, opened the door and put something in it.

"What are you hiding?" - I followed him.

"I just brought some dessert." - he had a big smile while taking off his disguise.

"What kind?" - my eyes lit up.

"It's a secret. No dessert until you finish your dinner." - he acted like a strict parent.

I stepped closer to him. - "I am the boss of this household, Leclerc. It's time for dessert when I say so." - I told him arrogantly.

"Okay, I lied. It's just some slices of pizza in case your pasta turns out to be worse than mine." - he scratched the back of his neck and shyly looked away.

"Are you serious?" - I looked at him angrily.

"I'm sorry, but even in this dress you wouldn't be able to convince me to eat that." - while saying this, he looked at me from head to toe.

"Ok, then eat your pizza. You definitely won't get any of the pasta after this." - I started gently hitting his chest a few times, when he grabbed my wrists.

"Calm down. I was just kidding." - he laughed holding my wrist so I couldn't hit him again - "I'm sure you are talented." - he looked down at my mouth, licking his lips. - "In cooking."

I felt like I had to get out of this situation or I would kiss him.

"Do you want to listen some music?" - I asked him as I stepped away from him, pretending I had to do something with the pasta in the pan.

"Yes, of course. I want something that you like." - he answered.

"You can open my playlists on the TV and choose anything. The remote conroller is on the TV cabinet." - I told him pointing with my index finger.

He grabbed it and started scrolling while I made some iced lemonade for us.

"Okay, I made my choice. We listen to your monkey music." - he laughed.

"What monkey music are you talking about?" - I looked at him confused, then I realised what was happening.

Music from my '🙈🙊' playlist started playing in the background and he came closer to me grinning. - "When do you usually listen to these musics?" - he pretended he didn't know the answer.

"Every time I think of you." - I tried to sound sarcastic and hoped he wouldn't notice that I was actually telling the truth.

At first he seemed to take it as a joke, but then he came closer and I became unsure. - "Now I understand why it's also on your 'most played' list."

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