Fated To Love You

Chapter 40: Time To Uncork and Unwind

Charlotte's POV

Vince decided to come to my place instead to his own penthouse. He said he misses my room. At first, I told him to go home but he insisted on staying. It won't hurt me letting the poor man stay for a night.

"What a night," I sighed and sat on the couch. "these heels are killing me."

Vince sat beside me and lifted up my legs. I shook my head and placed my hand over his. "No, it's too embarrassing." He smiled but didn't let go of my foot. "Let me massage your feet. Don't ever be ashamed in front of me."

I blushed and smiled. "Well...if you insist, then I guess it's okay." He pressed his fingers against my ankle, and that feels so good. He feels so good. I rested my head on the arm of the sofa and softly moaned. "There...that's very nice. Don't stop."

Vincent groaned but didn't stop. "You're making this much more than just a massage," My eyes opened and he shook his head. "I missed being with you, to be honest." I stayed silent. Most likely, I don't know what to say to him in return.

"Do you want to move this to the bed?" He asked and I nodded. He lifted me up and gently dropped me on the bed. "Sleep with me tonight." I whispered and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He quickly undress himself, leaving him with only his boxers, as he climbed beside me. I laughed and got out of bed to undress also. I put on a robe before hopping back to bed. I noticed him facing the other direction when I look at him.

"Is everything alright?" I asked and slipped my arm around his stomach. I felt his hand quickly above mine. "Yes," he said huskily and turned to face me. "I knew you'd be undressing so I had to look away, or else I can't guarantee what would have happen if I hadn't looked away."

I smiled at him and laid back on my side. I snuggled close to him and wrapped my arms around him. I miss him. I miss this. "Vince, you know any good place I can look into?" I asked as he turned to face me.

"You plan to move out?" He asked and I nodded. "This place gave me so much feels — both good times and bad times. I figure it's time to leave everything behind and start over."

He locked his arm around my shoulder and kissed my forehead. "You can always live with me, you don't have to worry about anything."

"But I have always wanted my own home." I smiled and hopped off the bed. "Did you know I have various sketches of interior designs?" I started searching for my sketchpad but it was not where it used to be anymore.

It's gone. I furrowed my eyebrows and mumbled. "I swear, I have it...It's not here either." I am already annoyed, the fact I lost my sketchpad with my drawings in it.

"Fuck, it's gone!" I cried and went back to bed upset. "I don't know where I'd put it!" Whining, I stomped my fist on the mattress.

Vince slid closer and wrapped his arm around me. "Hey, what happened? I don't like it when you curse, you know.)

I looked at him, still pissed off of myself. "It was really good, not that I am bragging. It took me months to finish them, and now it's fucking gone."

Vince placed his lips softly against mine and when he pulled away, he smiled. "That's fine. If you like, I can hire people who will listen to your designs and sketch them for you."

"But, that won't be the same anymore." I sighed sadly.

"Never mind about it. Let's sleep, Vince." I wrapped my arms around his torso, and before I lost myself to the darkness, I heard him say. "I love you so much, baby."

***

"Wake up, baby."

Someone started nudging my sides, and I grumbled in annoyance. "Go away, can't you see I'm trying to sleep here?" I turned away and wrapped myself like a burrito.