Chapter Two - Home Sweet Home

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Making sure he was following behind was the worst thing in the world, he was either behind or beside you in his car. He'd look over and smirk at me as I looked to check if it was him in the car beside me. Blowing him a kiss I sped up and continued driving until I eventually pulled into my driveway.

I park the car and grab my bag before getting out and locking the car. I watched Hans carefully, I leaned against the door of my car with my hands in front of my body, holding my bag. He eventually got out of the car with a soft grin appearing on his lips. I shook my head gently before walking to my front door and unlocking it, Hans not too far behind me. I walk in, taking his hand and pulling him through the doorway. I then closed the door and smiled, placing my bag down and heading to the kitchen as Hans took in the atmosphere.

I started to look around the kitchen to make something for dinner since I hadn't eaten all day. I managed to find some pasta and meatballs so I decided to start cooking them for the meal.

"Are you hungry, Hansy?" I questioned, calling out to him since he hadn't made it to the kitchen when I was looking around for what to eat.

"I am indeed" He replied, appearing out from around the wall. He then walked over to me and kissed my cheeks while wrapping his arms around me from behind. I smile, feeling his presence behind me and gently lean into his touch.

"I'm making meatballs and pasta, is that okay for you?" I ask softly, putting the pasta into a pot with water and grabbing the meatball sauce out of the cupboard.

"That's more than okay, Liebling. However, if you're not able to pick another me I wouldn't mind having you" He muttered softly not my ear before I turned to him and kissed his forehead.

"You can have me later, darling" I replied softly, gently cupping his chin and pulling him closer by it. Hans looks into my eyes with a soft grin before gently placing a kiss on my lips.

I smile against his lips before gently pulling back, I then turn around and continue to cook the dinner for us.
After dinner was finished and Hans helped clean up like the gentleman he is, we decided to just sit and talk on the sofa in the living room.

"So you know a lot about me, handsome. However I don't know anything about you" you said sitting down with the man, him putting his arm around you which you cuddled into his side.

"That's because you never asked me, Liebling" He replied pulling me closer with a soft sigh escaping his lips as he relaxed. "What would you like to know?"

"Anything and everything, you seem to be a very mysterious guy" I replied with a soft giggle, fiddling with my fingers when I spoke. "Like what do you do for a living?"

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