Falling For You ('Brothers' Spin-Off)

Chapter 38: Quoting Titanic

Chapter 38

"Wesley." I said suddenly, scanning his face. "I fucking love you."

Wesley let out a laugh, his eyes widening slightly. "Well I'd hope so, considering we've been together for nine months."

"No, no I'm serious. Like I am completely in love with you." I breathed, sliding my hands back into his hair.

"Are you intoxicated right now?" Wesley studied me carefully.

"No." I shook my head. "I'm just... I just really love you."

"Well I really love you too." Wesley replied with a laugh, scanning my face. "What's gotten into you?"

A smile crossed my face before I leaned forwards and pressed my lips against his.

Wesley responded immediately, pulling me towards him.

"Yea I really love you." He mumbled.

My heart fluttered in my chest as I rested my weight on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Wesley pulled me against him, his arms tight as I kissed him with everything I had.

There were random moments in our relationship where the love that I had for him was nearly overwhelming, and this was one of those moments.

"Wes." I whimpered, my eyes fluttering shut as he kissed down my neck.

Wesley let out a laugh as I pushed up his t-shirt.

"Your fingers are icicles, babe." Wesley whispered, shivering.

"Sorry." I replied softly, tossing his shirt aside.

Wesley's lips found mine again, his face pressing against mine in a heated passion that left me breathless and flushed.

"Mm." He murmured as I pushed my hand down, rubbing him through his pants.

Wesley's eyes suddenly widened as he pulled back from me.

"What?" I frowned, pulling my hand away nervously. "Did I do something wrong."

"I have to pee." Wesley pressed a quick kiss to my cheek. "Sorry." He whispered before jumping off of the bed.

I let out a sigh, laying back against the bed for a moment.

Then a smile crossed my face.

It was probably the adrenaline from being so excited for the game tomorrow, but I found myself more daring than I usually am.

I giggled to myself as I pulled my t-shirt over my head, tossing it onto the floor with his t-shirt.

I unclipped my bra, letting it join the t-shirts.

And as I heard the sink running in the bathroom I slid my underwear down my legs and laid across the bed.

I pushed my hair off of my shoulder just as Wesley walked out of the bathroom.

He stopped dead, his mouth literally falling open.

"Grace?" Wesley laughed, raising his eyebrows.

"Paint me like one of your french girls." I managed in a thick British accent, giving him an overly dramatic wink.

Wesley bit his lip, his eyes shining as he tried to keep his laughter in.

"Don't laugh!" I exclaimed as he full on burst into laughter. "That's rude!"

"Quoting Titanic? You are so God damn adorable." Wesley shook his head, leaning back against the wall as he tried to catch his breath.