Another Cliché Love Story

Baby It's Cold Outside

These last few months with Elijah have been very relaxed.

"You heard about the blizzard?" He asks, cuddling up with me on my couch.

I shake my head. "No."

"Yea we're supposed to get long nasty blizzard."

"Do you want to head home?" I ask.

"No. I have been studying too much."

I chuckle. "Yeah, you missed a lot of work when we were in the hospital."

He shrugs. "You want hot chocolate?"

I shake my head. "No I'm too  comfortable."

He chuckles and tightens his grip on me. "So have you heard from your sister?"

I shake my head. "I wish I had."

He rubs my back. "It's okay Princess."

I shrug and he pulls my head to face him. He smiles down on me and kisses me.

I wrap my arms around my neck and pull him close to me.

He lowers himself in-between my legs and kisses me harder.

His hands caress my body and I love it.

His mouth claims mine. He tightens his grip around my body and I smile against his lips. He's hungry for me.

The kiss becomes hungry when he bites my lip. I wrap my legs around his waist and I can feel him getting hard and growing. My hands go up his shirt.

His do the same to me. He palms my bra playing with the center and I trail my kisses down to his neck.

His nails dig into my side and he unhooked my bra.

My eyes open wide and my stomach starts to churn. I push him off me and run to the bathroom. I throw up in the toilet.

"Not what I expecting." Elijah informs laced thick in his voice as he holds my hair back.

I get up from the floor and rinse my mouth out.

"Princess you good?"

I nod. "Yeah, my stomach has been in knots lately. It'll pass." I tell him.

We make our way back to the couch. He lights the fireplace and comes back to my side.

We listen outside and hear the win beginning to howl. I sit up and see outside the window that the snow is beginning to really pick up.

"Elijah, I really think you should go." I tell him.

"But baby it's cools out there."

I smirk. "But Baby you've got to go away. This evening has been so very nice."

"Let me hold your hands they're just like ice."

"My mother will come in worried."

"Princess what's your hurry?"

"My mother would be pacing the floor."

"Listen to that fireplace roar."

"I can't think of the next part, but I love that song!" I tell him.

He takes out his phone and plays the remake by Celo Green of Baby It's Cold Outside.

"Come on dance with me!" He insists.

I take his hand and we dance.

"Oh I didn't know you could dance!" I squeal as he spins me.

"I love dancing. I thought we could go out. My parents are throwing a Christmas dance party on Christmas night. It's a themed party so you have to come dressed as something Christmas related." He tells me.

"That sounds fun." I tell him.

The song goes off.

"Okay, now I feel like getting hot chocolates." I tell him.

My maids come and make the hot chocolate like I asked.

"You want marshmallows?" Elijah asks.

"Nah, I don't like marshmallows."

"What Princess?!"

"They're gross." I chuckle sipping my hot chocolate.

"Well you want whipped cream?" He asks, looking through the cabinets.

"I don't like that either."

"What?!"

I smile and shrug.

"I never thought I could love someone who doesn't like whipped cream!"

I raise my brow. "Well do you?" I ask.

He takes a minute and moves to the couch beside me. "Of course I do. Now the fact that she doesn't like whipped cream is surprising, because what else am I going to spread over her-"

"Think carefully about your next words."

He laughs. "What I am trying to say is of course I love you no matter what."

"Thank you. I am really grateful, but I don't know if I should say it back."

"I get it." He tells me with a small smile.

"Thank you." I tell him.

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