Walking Through Open Doors

Chapter 12 - Smoke Signals

Author's Notes:

I really, really, REALLY suffer through trying to edit social media on Wattpad. This platform is not kind to authors who want to add some chatlogs into the writing.... I'm sorry if it looks strange. 

Happy reading! 

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There is a repetitive sound outside, but he is having the most wonderful dream about cuddles and sex, so he ignores the sound in favor of enjoying the flutters in his heart. His eyelids are still heavy and the silky sheets are comfortable and warm.

He stretches and realizes that he's alone in his bed and instead of Wen Ke Xing, it's a pillow that he's clinging to. The lack of body next to him slowly pulls him back to reality and his bedroom. At first, he thinks that maybe last night had been a dream, but the pillow smells like Wen Ke Xing and sex.

He cracks his eyes open and spots the additional clothes on the floor that are definitely not his own. Which means that last night had definitely happened. He feels like giggling and flips onto his back, kicking off the comforter in the process. He admires the hickeys sucked into his inner thighs—marks that his libido is definitely smug about. He traces his right fingertips over his lips and replays Wen Ke Xing's soft ones against his, tongue heavy in his mouth with puffs of moans and gasps. Flashes of his own whining, of Wen Ke Xing's shameless and addictive mouth around his cock makes him squirm on the bed and he can feel the heat from a blush stretch from the roots of his hair to his stiff nipples. Yeah, that happened.

A sudden want pulls in his chest, and he really needs another kiss, or rather, he wants to kiss Wen Ke Xing more than getting kissed himself. He wants to throw his arms around that tall strong back that is probably cooking breakfast downstairs, and kiss the little piece of exposed skin at the back of Wen Ke Xing's neck below his undercut. And maybe kiss up the column of that long neck and sharp jaw, and nibble on that bottom lip that has a lethal and sexy pout.

Instead of overthinking his emotions or analyzing possible consequences of yesterday and where this relationship is going, he gets out of bed and pulls on a pair of basketball shorts and a large hoodie. And then he stops, with one leg in the pants and the other bare. This is when it dawns on him that he is one foot into a new relationship. Dazed, he pads out of his room and down the hall, not realizing that he's so eager to see Wen Ke Xing that he has forgotten to put socks on.

The repetitive sound is getting closer and he wonders what's going on since they never get any tourists flying this way, simply because he doesn't permit any flights over the mountain as it's private property.

"Ba!" Zhou Cheng Ling shouts and he can hear the boy running up the stairs. "Ba! A helicopter just landed in the courtyard!"

He doesn't understand what the boy is saying even though he can clearly hear the whooshing sounds outside. He follows a very excited Zhou Cheng Ling down the stairs, the boy chattering excitedly about maybe Wen Ke Xing is a spy after all and has been called in for a secret mission. Or maybe the police are looking for a person that has gotten lost in the woods.

He maneuvers around the kid and keeps Zhou Cheng Ling behind him as he opens the front door just in time to see a black helicopter with tinted windows take off. Zhou Zi Shu is stunned, frozen in place as he watches the helicopter fly away over the treetops.

"This is so cool!" Zhou Cheng Ling shouts behind him and that's when it dawns on him that it's just him and Zhou Cheng Ling. Ye Bai Yi's car isn't there so he's probably already left for work to sort things out now that the other chef is back. But—where is Wen Ke Xing?