"Why don't you take a break and come eat? You've done so much I'm sure you're hungry by now." Helen asked as I was bent over an oversize cardboard box.
Jake, Jane, and Blake had been helping me unpack for the last couple of hours but had gotten hungry and were now currently eating some lunch courtesy of Helen.
"Thanks Helen but I think I might work for a little longer before I take a break! I don't like to leave a project unfinished."
Well that but mainly I was just excited to unpack everything into my beautiful new room. Blake hadn't been exaggerating when he told me I would love it, when he opened the door, I was completely speechless.
For one thing the room was unbelievably large. The walls where a beige/grey color and all the furniture was white. I chuckled to myself when I thought about what Dan would say if he saw this bedroom. He'd crack some joke about how I was terrible with white. I swear, you spill one cherry icy on your white shirt at the movies and they never let you forget it.
The bedroom was more like a loft, in the back of the room there was a queen size bed and two nightstands on either side. On the other end, was a white stone fireplace with a TV hanging above the mantle and a white sofa facing it.
The other wall that was across from where we were standing in the doorway had beautiful white French doors and from what I could see, opened up to a gorgeous balcony.
I was completely floored, "Blake! Oh my goodness, it's beautiful!"
He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against him. He kissed the top of my head, "I really hoped you would like it. Also, the room has a couple of surprises left."
With that he led me into the room, "You can't see it when you first open the door but you also have your own bathroom aaaaand....the thing I think you'll like the most...a walk in closet!"
He was right, I did love that part.
"Well alright, if you get hungry, come downstairs anytime and I can make you something."
"Thanks so much Helen!!" And with that she left me to my obsessive unpacking.
A few hours later, there was a knock at the door.
"Knock knock, can I come in?"
Hmm? What? I lifted my head up from when I had starfished on the floor to see who was there.
"Hey Blake, of course you can come in."
Within two strides he was standing over me, "Should I ask why you're on the floor or can I guess?"
"What's your guess?"
"My guess is that after almost a full day of unpacking, with no breaks, and no food, you've finally crashed."
"Maybe." Although yeah, he was spot on. After about 8 hours of nonstop work, I'd managed to unpack everything. However, I was now paying for it.
Blake stretched his hand out towards me to help me up, "Maybe my ass. Come on, let's get some food in you and then you can take a shower and go to bed."
I gazed pathetically at his large outstretched hand, "Noooo, leave me, save yourself." I joked.
He laughed, "Sorry, I'm not that kind of mate." He got down on his knees, slid an arm under my back and an arm under my legs and stood up. "Let's go to the kitchen, I'll make you something."
I simply nodded my head into his chest, I hoped he wouldn't look down and see that I was blushing like a mad woman.
As he carried me downstairs, I couldn't help but enjoy him holding me.
"Oh I was also thinking, I thought it could be fun for the two of us to go into town to do some shopping."
"Shopping?" I asked, "For what?"
"Well your new room has never been anything but a guest room so I was thinking we could grab some new pillows, sheets, or just anything you think you might like that will make you feel more at home."
"Oh," I replied, "that's really really sweet of you. You know you really don't have to do so much for me...."
By this point we had made it to the kitchen and he had set me down back on my feet.
"Well I know I don't have to but I'd really like to. I want to do whatever I can to make you feel at home. I know this is a big change so I just want to make the transition easier in any way I can."
I don't know what came over me but what he said made me feel so cherished and cared about that I couldn't help but stand on my toes and give him a kiss.
I'm fairly certain I caught him off guard as it took him a couple of moments before he responded to the kiss and pulled me closer to him. He placed one of his hands on the small of my back and with the other he pulled my head closer to his.
What I had meant as a small kiss to show my gratitude, quickly turned into something much more passionate.
I'm not really sure how long we kissed, it felt like only a moment, we probably would have continued if my stomach hadn't let out a huge growl.
I barely heard it and was planning on ignoring it but of course Blake with his wolf hearing heard it loud and clear.
He pulled away laughing, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, I think I'm going to have to learn how to control myself around you."
"Oh, I mean, heh, I guess I kinda started it." I looked down blushing.
He pulled me to him for one last quick kiss and then said, "Alright before I start kissing you again, let's get you some food."
We spent the next hour talking and laughing. Blake's cooking skills weren't as bad as I thought they might be, although the only guy I've ever seen cook is Dan and he can't boil water.
Together we managed to make a simple dinner of grilled cheese and potato chips which was perfect for me. By the end of the meal I was so tired I was seriously struggling with keeping my eyes open.
In fact, embarrassingly enough, I feel asleep in my chair for a little bit. Yep, just like an old person. Blake woke me up with a soft kiss on the cheek and whispered, "Want me to carry you up to bed love?"
Too tired to put words together I simply nodded and extended my arms. He chuckled and picked me up. It was pretty impressive I noted, that he always seemed to pick me up as though I weighed nothing at all.
The next thing I was aware of was Blake placing me in my bed and pulling the covers over me. "Goodnight love. If you need me for anything, my bedroom is the door at the end of this hall okay?" And with that he turned off the lights and I fell into an even deeper, dreamless sleep.
