Chapter F I F T Y F O U R

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I realized that I hadn't told Bryan yet that Ryan had apologized. I think I should, or should I not? I'm just worried he won't take it well and he'll do something about it.

I put the cookies in the oven so they could bake. I started washing the dishes then I felt a presence behind me. Obviously it was Bryan. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me and put his head on my shoulder after giving it a quick kiss, which made butterflies explode in my stomach. Such a simple action can do just that?

"Hi Melissa" he spoke in a soft voice.

"Hello Bryan" I replied.

After a few minute of silence he spoke again, "can I ask you something?"

"Of course you can" I said as I continued to wash the dishes.

"You remember yesterday when you were out?"

"Yes" did he know or something?

"Where did you go? You never really told me"

"I just went to visit David and Marilyn" I muttered, leaving out the part where Ryan had comeover too. I think he should know. He's my boyfriend, I shouldn't keep anything away from him, "Bryan, when I was there, Ryan had comeover"

"What?!" He yelled, instantly removing his arms from my waist and his head from my shoulder. I turned the tap off, dried off my hands and turned to him.

"But he didn't do anything" I assured him.

"Really? Did he say anything to you? Did he touch you?" He said in a very concerned voice.

"Bryan he didn't do anything, don't worry. He just apologized to me"

"And what did you do?"

"I accepted it, obviously" I said in a duh-tone.

"Why did you do that?" He frowned.

"He apologized nicely, I couldn't just say no. I didn't accept it because I felt bad for him or something, I accepted it because I wanted to" I told him.

He stared at me for a while, "are you happy?" What's that supposed to mean?

"Of course I'm happy"

"Okay" he nodded, "as long as you're happy, I'm happy"

"You're so cheesy" I chuckled.

"Only for you" he kissed me. It was a short and sweet kiss. Something that left you wanting more, a lot more. He pulled away but then I wanted more so I grabbed his face in my hands and pulled him back. I brought my lips to his and kissed him. He kissed back in no time.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed me against the wall behind me. His hands found there way inside my shirt. His cold but soft hands moving up and down my sides.

He kissed the corner of my mouth then my cheek. He trailed down my cheek to my jaw. He kissed down my neck to my collarbone. He sucked on the skin and biting on it softly. He obviously left a mark.

I brought his face back to mine and kissed him. He took one of my hands in his and kissed it a few times before pulling away. We were both breathless and staring at eachother, "I could never get enough of your kisses" he softly spoke before pecking my lips.

"And I've already gotten enough of your kisses" I sighed jokingly.

He gasped and placed a hand to his heart, "well then" he moved away from me, "consider me, gone" he walked away from the kitchen and into the living room and sat on the couch. He crossed his arms over his chest and huffed, like a child.

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