18.Anne and Cameron

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Allegro
Grant moans out my name as he reaches his climax, followed by mine.
Slowly he pulls out of me and a small grin of satisfaction tugs at my lips, contented with Grant.
I slowly stand up with shaky legs and turn around to reach over the room and retrieve my shirt. However, Grant's fingers wrap around my wrist, stopping me. I look back with a satisfactory look, my anger and hurt from earlier completely evaporated.
Relief floods through his eyes when he sees the look on my face.
"Are you sure your not mad at me?" He says as if just seeking a confession. I completely turn around and take a step towards Grant, which somehow proves to be enough to close the space between us.
"No Grant, am not mad.It just",I say, a small sigh escaping my lips,"it would have been better if you asked me."
He immediately gives me a boyish smile, relief once again washing through him. I am immediately breathtaken by how remarkable he looks with the tousled hair and boyish grin. He stands up, his height overpowering mine.
"Thank you." He says and presses a small kiss at my forehead followed by my lips. I feel something stir in my stomach at this small gesture. Out of all the physical bonding, why do the small things make my stomach flutter?
A small blush spreads through my cheek, heating up my entire body.
I turn around, and take in a deep breath before walking across the room and retrieving my shirt from the floor. I pull it across my body, and pulling up the shorts that I had already taken earlier.
"Lets go." I say and look behind to see a fully dressed Grant.
Grant throws me the bag that had been placed on the piano and I let him a small smile before walking over and opening the door.

The guard snaps his head, and a flush crosses his cheeks. Its not a surprise for me because he was standing here all along while Grant and I had all the sex. However, when Grant reaches the door, his eyes widen a bit. He quickly walks over to join me near the stairs.

"He heard us?" He asks me in a whisper and I bite my lip to hold back my laughter.

"Oh god. I forgot. He heard us having sex!" He says and I let my laughter out at this.

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As soon as we're out, I get a taxi. Grant however, takes another , saying he has to return home. A surprising disappointment hits my heart but with a simple nod am in the car and already going towards home.

"Where to Ma'am?" The driver asks and I tell him the address.

I look outside the window of the car at the slow drizzle that still pours through the sky. The sky is still is dark, indicating its mood to rain later again that day.

"Excuse me, Ma'am." The driver says and I turn my head to see him looking at me through the rearview mirror.

"Call me Allegro." I say, happiness bouncing off my mood without any reason.

"Okay, Allegro. Would you like some music?" He asks, smiling.

"Yeah sure." I say and within a few seconds, a classic is filling the room . It doesn't take me a second to realize the piece of Vivaldi.

"Nice taste in music, you got there." I say and I catch him smiling once again. I look out the window and my thoughts immediately drift back to earlier this day. I had been so angry and mad at Grant for touching my journal without my permission. What felt strange was the pain that stung my heart looking at Grant's guilty expression. He had been sorry. He had come all the way looking for me in the stormy wind.

My stomach flutters when I remember the way he had me wrapped around himself, his hot breath falling softly on my neck when I had broken down in front of him. His eyes did not hold pity, they held concern. A smile pulls at the corner of my lips when I remember the kiss he had planted on my forehead.

He had looked so erotic, with the gray shirt wet in the rain, his hair ruffled, his yes wils when the met mine. He had apologized so much, there's no way one couldn't forgive him.

"We're here." The driver says pulling me out of the reverie. I immediately pay him and dash out of the taxi.

As soon as I enter, I am greeted with the familiar melting smell of hot chocolate and the radio going off in the room. A grin makes its way onto my face and I run across the stairs and the corridor to the kitchen. My eyes are immediately greeted with the three of my most favorite people- Willa stands with Anne at the counter and Cameron sits with his newspaper and the radio on.

My smile grows bigger, in fact so big that my eyes crinkle up.

"Knock-knock." I say and all three of the heads snap towards me. I am immediately rewarded with two heartwhelming smiles.

"Al." Cameron says and stand up and Anne rushes over to me to engulf me in a hug. I hug her back tightly.

"When did you come back?" I ask and pull back to take a look at her. She has certainly grown older and wrinkles have appeared on her face. However, after the trip to Greece, there is also a soft glow that illuminates her face when she smiles and she looks much more beautiful.

Cameron moves over to embrace me too and I return the gesture.

"We arrived just an hour ago." She says and I nod.
Anne and Cameron go back to their previous position. I take a seat beside Cameron, hanging my bag on my chair.
"So,",Cameron says and looks at me through his glasses as he puts his newspaper aside,"I've been hearing about this boy." He says and something stirs in my stomach. My eyes narrow as Cameron continues.
"He's in our college,eh? What's his name?" He asks.
"Grant." I say and a picture of him floats in front of my eyes- the emerald green stare, the ruffled brown hair, the toned abs, the broad shoulders. A strange warmth shoots across my body and I feel myself surrendering to resist it.
"Yeah. Grant." Cameron says with a smirk.
"Breakfast is served."Anne says and my nose is immediately greeted with the craving smell of chocolate and sandwiches. I did not even realise how hungry I had been until the food had been served.
"Thanks." I whisper, before taking the sandwich and taking a bite. The sandwich is made by Willa no doubt and it tastes as delightful as ever. The moment I lift up the mug and take a sip of the hot chocolate, my tongue is acquaintanced with a familiar melting of chocolate in my mouth, the hot liquid tasting absolutely delicious on my tongue. A moan escapes my mouth and my eyes open to see all three of them sitting by the table, a grin plastered on their face.
"What?"I ask."I missed it." I say and Willa laughs.
"So tell me, how was your 'romantic' trip?" I ask and the topic is soon deviated to another one.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING. DEEPSHIKHA. :)

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