The Enchanted Romance

Ch.14

I take a tour of the house already designed. It looks great but I want a little more decoration. I think I got to go to the store. Or I can ask James for duplication spells? But this house is going to be my dream house. I'll do the backyard last. I want to decorate my style.

I have so far just look at the room and checked off which need more decoration. This mansion has so many rooms. More than 10 but every room is big except the master rooms (My parents and mine) are ginormous. James can choose whatever he likes. He said he can design his own room.

I'm curious of what James has been up to. He has been cleaning the truck but he has magic. He must have finished it long ago. I want to check on him. I walk out of the house. I walk toward the van and still see the door closed. He probably closed it for magic purposes. I open it and blush immediate.

I see him with no shirt on, exposing his amazing upper body. He used his shirt as a sponge and its full of suds. The van is so soapy (including him). I blush but laugh loudly. He looks at me.

"I've been waiting for you," he says seductively and serious. I laugh. He walks to me slowly dumping his water he used for the van. I giggle. He wipes his upper body. It's like a wash board. He walks toward me and I walk backward. I hit the door of the van, he must have closed without my knowing. His hand is against the door, right next to my shoulder. Caging me.

He leans his head closer to mine to kiss me. He kisses me slowly. I don't feel safe. Like he is doing something to me. He stops and looks at me in the eyes. His beautiful eyes. His arm is behind him like he is grabbing something. I look at his arm and back at his eyes. He grabs my waist to distract me. it's really working.

"Right now, I don't trust you." I tell him, grabbing his arm.

"Smart girl," he tells me. I'm confused. He shows me the bucket of water and dumps it on me. I stun.

"JAMES!" I yell. He hugs me to make me more wet. I try to release myself but he is hugging me tightly. He rubs my head with the soapy water. But my eyes start to burn. I rub them. I tap his shoulder to stop. But he is still playing.

"JAMES! Stop please." I say. He immediately stops. He looks at me and let's go of me. He moves my hair out of my face.

"You okay?" he says with concern. My eyes are closed I can't see.

"Yeah, my eyes hurt. I think I got soap in them." I say.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was playing."

"Yeah I know." I say. I'm rubbing my eyes. It burns a lot. James pulls me and sits me on his laps. He grabs my wrists and pulls them away from my eyes. He opens my eyes. He is wiping my eyes and eye brows from soap. He blows on my eyes. I'm just looking at his great looks. His wet, longish hair. My eyes no longer burn. My eyes are wide open. He noticed and smiles at me. We are just looking at each other's eyes. Keeping eye contact.