Healing Touch

¤Chapter 25¤

"Oh so should I take it off?" She asked him about to take it off.

"No you can wear it." He stopped her.

"So why is it so special to you?" She asked him.

"She told me she'd been saving up to buy it for me." He smiled in remembrance. "At home everything wasn't handed to us so as her big brother she looked up to me and wanted to get me something for my birthday. So she saved up and got me that cashmere sweater."

Eleanor almost choked on her wine and looked at him. "Roman do you have any idea how much a cashmere sweater costs?"

"It's not that much Elley." He rolled his eyes.

"Five hundreds dollars is way too much." She grumbled taking a bite of her food.

"Don't mumble or grumble because I can't hear a damn thing you're saying. It's fučk annoying."

"You know there wil be a day I'd wash that mouth of all the dirt because you use such language." She shook her head.

"The only way you'd wash my mouth is with your tongue." He smirked.

Eleanor's eyes widened at what he had said to her. Her cheeks turned a shade a off pink before she looked down allowing her hair to hide her face.

"Don't hide your face from me Elley." He chuckled lifting her chin so that she was now looking at him.

His inched closer until their noses touched. She could feel his breath fan her lips as he looked at her. She looked down at his lips and bit her own wondering how she'd feel if his lips were against the skin on her neck. Looking up she noticed he was looking at her and she had been caught staring at his lips. Her cheeks heated up even more giving her more of a rose colour.

"I like to see you blush." He spoke with a smirk. "It just shows how much I have an effected on you without even saying a word."

She rolled her eyes at his cockiness before pushing him away. "I'm going to finish mh meal." She stated.

Roman grinned he continued to eat. Once they were done with their dinner they both cleaned. She let Roman wipe the dishes while she washed them. Once everything was in tip top shape Eleanor began to lazily make her way upstairs.

"Walk much slower I have the time to be here another ten thousand years." Sarcasm oozed from his lips.

Eleanor, however, took it literal. "Ok." She began to walk much slower.

Roman groaned before scooping her up in his arms making her shriek and hold onto him. He simply smirked as he walked in a much faster pace than she did.

"I was being sarcastic." He stated.

"I know." She grinned.

Roman rolled his eyes and closed the door with his foot. "Stop staring."

"I'm not." She smirked knowing very well she was staring up at him.

"I'll believe that when pigs fly."

"But pigs fly almost everyday."

"Bullshït." He said immediately.

Eleanor bit him making him look down at her. "Language."

"Don't bite me or I'll bite you."

"Yeah right." Eleanor scoffed.

In one swift movement Eleanor could feel the cold glass wall against her back. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he pressed himself against her.

"Roman what are y-"

Before she could continue his lips were on hers. She was shocked at first before she began to move her lips against his and allowing her eyes to flutter closed.