Texan Badass Holidays (Opposite Attractions Series Book 1.5)

Chapter 2

And the cleaning supplies. I snatched the keys from my duffel bag and opened the front door. Once inside Mark and I gasped in shock. The kitchen was painted blue and the furniture were all white. A huge table with twelve chairs around was standing in the middle. There was a huge living room, wich was painted lilac with three blueish couches and armchairs of the same color. There was a library with books, my dad's old vinyl record player and other things my parents had bought from other countries. The first floor consisted of the bedrooms, which would be discovered later.

"I think we should start with the kitchen. Go bring the other stuff." I said and patted his shoulder. I got the things my mom put at the different bags and placed them in the specific place they should be. As I was putting the milk inside the fridge I felt someone behind me. I jumped shocked and Mark chuckled.

"You made me jump, idiot." I said and he laughed even harder. I laughed along with him and then I stopped abruptly noticing something behind him.

I walked up to the small round table next to a couch and gently touched the photograph. It was me, Chris, Lee and Scott. The good ol' squad.

"He looks like me." Mark whispered from behind me, snatching his arms around my waist.

"He did." I said and felt proud that I didn't cry.

"Let's eat. I am hungry." He said making me smile. I turned and kissed him on the lips, sucking at his bottom one. He groaned and I shoved my tongue inside his mouth, exploring it with lust. He grabbed my thighs and I wrapped them around his waist. He sat down at the closest couch with me on top of him. I pulled away to catch my breath and started sucking his neck. I softly traced my path up to his earlobe biting it gently. I felt dizzy for a second and stopped.

"Are you okay?" Mark asked me worried.

"I just felt a little bit dizzy that's all. We should rest, don't you think?"

"Of course,love." He smiled genuinely and carried me upstairs. "Which room is ours?"

"I don't know. Pick one." I said laughing whereas he groaned.

"Out of all these bedrooms how can I pick one?"

"Alright. Let me." I said and he gently placed me on my feet. I picked the one I would always sleep in whenever we came here. It was pretty large for just one person and it would surely fit us both. It was painted in a shamone color and had a king sized bed with two nightstands and a huge wardrobe.

I jumped on the bed and Mark followed me. I breathed in and out deeply. I looked at Mark and smiled.

"Go to sleep, babe." He said and entwined his legs with mine. He kissed my lips softly and I kissed him back with all my might. Mark pulled the comforter on top of us and I rolled onto my other side, putting my back against his front. He slipped his arm around my waist and rested his head at the crook of my neck. When we finally got a lot comfortable we fell asleep at each other's arms.