Simply him.

Chapter 23

Warning adorable and slightly steamy scene ahead

--FLASHBACK--

"C'mon." I attempt pushing Shane off the couch from next to me, of course not benefiting me on my part. He turns to look at me, smirking, "For a price." He says excitedly. I nod. "A kiss from my lil' lady." He brings his head down to mine and places his lips gently upon mine. I stand up quickly, finally able to make him get up. He looks up at me, his bottom lip pouting, "That's not fair. That didn't even count as a kiss. Your lips barely even brushed mine." He whines. 

"Oh come on you big baby, I wanna decorate the tree." I whine back. 

"Fiiiine." He pouts back.

I grab the boxes of decorations from my mom's basement as Shane ends up grabbing the tree, dragging it into the living room. As soon as we make it up the stairs i plop down on the couch, glancing at Shane through my eye lashes. "Could I tell you something?" I question quietly.

He looks up at me, "Sure. My lady." He says, faking a British accent. I stand up, crawling over to where Shane is seated and straddle his lap. He looks down at me curiously.

I lean forward, placing a soft kiss on his lips, then his jaw, and finally back to his lips. I break apart , smiling at him happily. "Lets finish. C'mon please?" He says, wanting more.

I smile, placing my lips back upon his, my hands immediately finding their place in his hair, tousling it as he deepens the kiss. He lightly nibbles my lower lip, causing me to gasp in surprise. He smiles, slipping his tongue in, as he had wanted to do. 

We fight back n' forth, until he wins over the kiss, doing as he pleases. I pull apart, missing the feeling of his lips on mine. I smile, glancing at his red, swollen lips as he pouts. 

"What?" I question innocently. He frowns, "I wasn't finished. And you know what the worst part is?" I shake my head. "You knew it too!" He says playfully. I smirk, "Nuh-uh. I did not!" Protesting. 

He pouts, turning away. I sigh, pulling his face back over to mine, placing a small, passionate kiss on his lips. "There all better?" I question, pushing off his knees, walking over to the tree. 

I feel an arm around my waist, and a head resting on mine. "Much better. Thanks babe." He places a small kiss on my forehead. 

He walks over to my side, helping me place the lights on the tree. We both place ornaments all around it, stepping away smiling in delight. I turn to look at him, "Wanna bake some cookies?" He nods his head, following me into the kitchen.

After displaying all the ingredients on the counter me and Shane begin mixing everything in the mixer. "Hey Shane. Pass me the butter?" I ask. He shakes his head no. "Shane!" I frown. He shakes his head again, leaping forward with a fistful of sugar in his hand. I yelp out in surprise as the grainy, white sand mixes with my hair. 

"SHANE!" I scream. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT!" I leap forward with a stick  of butter, smashing it against his jawline and swiftly stuffing some brown sugar down his shirt. I run back to base-- behind the counter-- as I gather some cookie supplies on my way. 

 I lay it all down in front of me, admiring my knowledge of skill for supplies. I nod in happiness as I scan over what I have.

 I have three sticks of butter, two bags of brown sugar, one bag of white granulated sugar, four bags of flour, and seven eggs.

I grab two of the eggs, and one fistful of flour, leaping up from behind the counter to see Shane no where in sight. I scan the whole kitchen, but not one sign of Shane appears. Just as I'm about to call out his name, I feel an egg dripping down my forehead and see a little bit of sugar sticking off my eyelashes.

I turn around quickly, chucking my eggs and flour at his face before he has any chance in throwing anything my way. 

As I finish throwing it, i grab some more sugar, about to throw it when i feel two lips pressed firmly on mine. I immediately give into the kiss, a moan escaping from the back of my throat when he hoists me up, so I'm now sitting on the counter, straddling him. I being the bold person I am, I slip into his mouth and smile against his kiss when he tries to overpower me, but of course I win.

Just as I'm about to let him overtake the kiss, I feel flour being poured down both me and Shane's heads. We both pull apart quickly, revealing my dad looking at us angrily. 

"D-dad. You're home early." I say, wiping the corner of my mouth. 

He never takes his eyes off of Shane as he replies, "Yes my dear, I am. May you please explain to me why this boy was eating your face when I walk into MY kitchen?" I shake my head.

I grab Shane by the arm, forcing my dad to look at both of us now. "Dad, Shane. Shane, Dad." Shane extends his hand out, "Nice to meet you sir." He says politely. My dad doesn't return the gesture, just nodding, looking displeased.

A/N: WOO HOO! I updated!!!!! I want to thank all of you for reading this book so far, and although we only have a couple more chapters I want you all to know, the last few will be extra long if we can get the book up by 15 reads by December 31st.

Much love to you all,

December