Elodie Sinclair, a 19 year old second year at the University of New York, who hasn't found her purpose in life yet, living in a small apartment. She always been someone who tends to keep to herself and rather stay inside the comfort of home and read...
Hi luvs! I'm think I'm going to post weekly on Fridays, but I'm not sure if I want to post twice a week! Anyways enough of my yapping happy reading!!
** Consume by Chase Atlantic **
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Waking up to strong arms wrapped around my body and a pounding headache was not how I expected my morning to start.
How does one even accomplish this?
Last night is kinda blur, so I have no clue what man has there arms tightly wrapped around me.
I move to turn to see the mysterious man, only to relieve the one and only Enzo.
God was this man fine.
I take in how beautiful this man is, his long lashes lay against his cheek. He has the most perfect button nose I've ever seen. His lips are the perfect shade of pink. I noticed a small scar on his eye brow that I hadn't noticed before.
Without thinking I move my hand to trace the scar with finger, but only to be stopped.
My eyes meet Enzo's icy blue eyes, dropping my hand he moves his hand to press my body against his.
"Why are you awake" his husky voice break the silence around us. He moves his hand to move a piece of hair out of face, pushes it back behind my ear.
I only shrug, "I'm not even sure what time it is, nor do I know where my phone even is." My voice is soft.
He turns over and reaches for his phone checking time, than moving back to wrap his arms around my waist.
"It's 9:30" he mutters, I only nod.
"Um, how did I end up here? Actually no where is here?" I give him a questionable look.
"My house, I took you home last night." I slowly able to recall last night, but it's still a little cloudy.
Enzo pulls me close to him, resting his head in my neck.
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Me and Enzo stayed in bed for quite some time just laying in each other's arms, we finally decided to get up and get us something to eat.
I'm currently sitting at his kitchen bar while watching him cook.
Not only is this man hot as hell, but he can cook. Literal chefs kiss.
Enzo soon places my plate in front of me, which has some very good looking waffles and bacon. Giving him a small smile and muttering a thank you, I dig in.
Moaning at the taste, Enzo looks over at with a smirk and i give him a wide smile and continue eating.
After we finish eating i make sure to telling how amazing it was and we head to the living room to watch some tv.
