Mindless Devotion

Chapter 2

          After entering my apartment I watch as he immediately walks over to my couch and flips it over with a flick of his wrist. I was amazed he made it seem so easy, as if it weighed nothing.

"So, do you want to start with your bedroom furniture?" He asks politely. I smile and nod heading toward my room, not giving another thought to his strength.

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         Plopping on the couch beside Chris I sigh, tired from putting everything together. I found out more about Chris and his brother, while also telling him a bit about me, learning that their parents use to own this building but passed away a few years back and they took it over.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that there was that much to put together" I say to him feeling guilty. "It was no problem although I do think you owe me a favour." Chris said with his all to familiar smirk.

"Of course" I exclaim seriously. Changing the subject, we continue to make small talk, until he stands up, getting ready to leave.

"Thank you so much for helping me, I really appreciate it" I proclaim as I lead him to the door, seeing him off.

      Tiredly I walk toward my room and collapse on the bed, falling asleep but not before I feel hands caressing my face and hear a whisper, "You're mine".

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      I awake to someone pounding on my door, muttering curses under my breathe, I open the door to find none other than Chris.

"What?!" I snap. "Well, well, someones not a morning person." I glare at him starting to close the door, "Whoa there, sorry. I was just calling in my favour." Growling I look at the clock, "At eight o'clock in the morning." I say irritated.

"Yes, we're going to go get breakfast and see a movie."

"Hell no!"

"Yes, we are now go get ready, or I'll do it for you" Once again I growl when I see him grin, and stomp off to the bathroom.

       After taking a shower I throw on a plain black tank top, jeans and some sneakers before putting my make up on. Grabbing my white leather coat, I walk out of the room. I pause watching as he looked at the spines of my books, also taking in his dark washed jeans, plain white t-shirt and open leather jacket that hugged his body perfectly. Looking up he examines me and smirks.

" Beautiful, are you trying to make us match", pointedly looking at my jacket.

"Maybe I am" I say attitude apparent in my voice. Nodding towards the door we both walk out and go down to the garage. My eyes popped out as he led me towards a Bugatti. I may not be a car person but this was my dream car. Noticing my shock, he tosses the keys toward me, "Want to drive it?", squealing in excitement I rush towards the drivers seat. Chris laughs at my enthusiasm before I rev the engine and speed out of the garage.

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         Entering the cafe, I notice that no one is in the cozy space, and follow Chris to the counter and as he orders I look at the menu before deciding on an everything bagel and a latte. Grabbing our order we go to a booth in the corner. When we finished we started up another conversation.

"So do you go to college?" I question.

"Yes, I do, and so does Nick"

"Good, it'd be nice to know someone already"

"Whats your major?" he asks.

"Literature, I want to be an author" I say proudly, "I've already started a book."

"That's good, what type of books do you write?"

"Mystery, adventure,-" I blush before continuing, "-romance."

        We continue to talk about our futures and I find out Chris wants to be a lawyer, and that he gets his money for schooling from his parents savings. Things grew a little somber after that but quickly changed as we left for the movie, and he took his hand in mine. I smiled as he held it the whole drive there and into the theatre.