Love Is Such A Strong Word

Chapter 8

I woke to the soothing smell of eggs and bacon. A sea of white duvet surrounded me, reminding me of the night before. How amazing it had been. I got up, then upon realising I had no clothes on grabbed Joe's white shirt out of his wardrobe. I tiptoed down the stairs as the long shirt swung on my slender body.

I was met in the kitchen by a wonderful sight. Mr Joe Sugg stood at the oven in tight, aqua blue boxers. They were moulding his bum very nicely.

"Well I could get used to this."

A small smile began to creep across his face.

"Nah your alright, it was just a thanks for last night. But don't get used to it. It won't be happening every time."

"When did I say there was going to be another time?" I murmured.

He winked at me and began to slide the bacon, eggs and beans on to a plate for myself.

"Tomato and brown sauce is in the fridge."

" Get with it Joe, I hate tomato sauce!! But I'm able to be persuaded when it comes to brown sauce."

"My apologies Miss Smith."

"Better be."

I went over to fridge to pull out the brown sauce. But almost instantly Joe slammed the fridge door shut and pinned me up against it. His arms on either side of my face.

Faster than lightening he lunged forward and our lips collided. Every feeling of anything I had felt for him maximised. His tongue sweeping it's way over the roof of my mouth.

Eventually he leaned back and bit his lip. Then he entangled his fingers in mine, came close to my face and whispered....

"Round two?"