Sweet Naivety

Chapter 60: Top Drawer

Chapter 60: Top Drawer

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After cleaning myself up for the second time, I had decided to make a quick dinner. I was about to dress back into my school uniform... but before I could, Grimmjow handed me one of his shirts.

"Put this on." He mumbled, already having pulled his jeans back on again.

I found myself wondering if he had bothered to put boxers on this time. But instead I ended up asking "Why?"

A handsome grin stretched across his face as he answered. "Because you'll look fucking sexy wearing my shirt with those stockings."

I narrowed my eyes at him, pulling the navy-blue shirt over my shoulders and quickly buttoning it up, if only to hide myself from his leering, sky blue eyes. "Why are you so obsessed with my stockings, all of a sudden? It's not like I don't always wear them with my school uniform."

He shrugged, his gaze raking up and down my body to observe my new attire... the shirt that he'd given me went down to my mid-thighs, while the white stockings that I wore went up over my knees. "I've always been obsessed with the skirt until now... and now that I've gotten under that, I've got time to get turned on by other things."

"G-Grimmjow!" I spluttered his name as the blush sprang to my cheeks, making my face feel hot with the intensity.

He laughed, amused by my reaction. "Are you gonna cook something now? Or just keep standing there blushing?" He leaned down, touching his nose to mine and giving me a teasing look. "I'm good either way."

I glared at him, though my green eyes probably weren't near as heated as my face. "I'll be in the kitchen."

He let out another laugh as he watched me stomp away from him. "I'm gonna have a smoke. I'll be right back."

While he was gone, I started on making Turkey Bolognese Spaghetti. I had the noodles boiling, the sauce simmering, the bread coated with garlic butter and warming in the oven, and the tea kettle going on the stove, but he still hadn't come back inside. So I decided to look for my phone. I knew that it wasn't still in his pocket. And I wanted to text Renji... at least to tell him that I would take care of the vase problem... and maybe see if he actually had heard anything... I found my phone on one of the high shelves of Grimmjow's entertainment center. I had caught a glimpse of my cotton candy case when walking into the room. And I had to stand on my tip-toes to reach it. I ignored all of the missed notifications, noting that they could all wait until later, and went straight to my texts with Renji. I typed a message quickly.

TO RENJI: I'm sorry about the phone call earlier... I'll take care of the vase. Don't worry about it.

My phone beeped nearly immediately with a response.

FROM RENJI: I'm sorry for calling and... interrupting... umm... we're all still at your house, your uncle said that we could stay the night again. But if you want us to go, we will.

I felt my heart sink. So... he had heard. At least, from his response, it seemed like he had. Why else would he mention interrupting?

TO RENJI: You can stay. I'll be home soon. Just hide the broken vase in my room if you can, so I know which one to replace.

I had barely finished the message when I heard the back door opening. I hurriedly pushed my phone back onto the shelf where I had found it and went back into the kitchen to stir the sauce and noodles. It was a little while longer before Grimmjow came into the kitchen... long enough for me to make myself a cup of tea, the noodles to finish cooking, and for me to drain them. I was pulling the bread out of the oven when he walked in.