Chapter Thirteen: Becoming His

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Chase rolls his car through this elegant, golden-green, dragon gates.

"Why are we at a hotel?" I feel my body heating up.

He laughs, "Baby it's an apartment. I thought I should show you were we are going to live."

"We're literally only juniors."

He sighs, "I know."

He rolls the car into the valet parking. I get out to exam the building. "So...you brought us here for what?"

A little breeze flows in causing my skin to shiver. He warms my arms, "Just check it out, okay?"

I feel a grin on my face. He's really something. "Okay."

Someone opens the door saying, "Mr. Neverway and Ms."

After a set of double doors, there is the lobby. A reception desk in front across a long red carpet and the elevators at our left. The right seems to lead to a restaurant.

Chase guided us to the reception desk handing his car keys to the girl. She talks to him casually which is making me jealous. Then she smiles meeting my curious eyes, "Mmm, what a lucky catch. If only I found her before you did."

I feel myself smile. Thankfully she's not into my man and that's good enough for me. She has long slick black hair and she seems to be mixed with something of Asian. She's definitely prettier than me though so she probably would have gotten Chase in two snaps if she was straight.

Chase meets her eyes grinning, "Shay her name is Sally. And just so you know she would have picked me even if she meet you first."

She laughs, "Whatever." Her dark brown eyes look right at me, "Darling you can come to me if he ever breaks your heart."

"Not gonna happen," Chase says pulling me towards the elevator.

"It was nice to meet you," I say waving goodbye.

We get on the elevator and the elevator man presses the top botton.

"Charles," Chase says, "this is Sally."

I shake his hand, "Nice to meet you Charles." He's probably around his early 50s. His hair is grey with some taste of brown. He's wearing a classic black suit and shinny black dress up shoes.

They talk about the stock market and how companies are making changes as the elevator climbs up. I find it very interesting Chase keeps up with this stuff, but then again I barely know him.

We reach the designated floor and say goodbye to Charles. Chase whispers something to him as I step out to look around.

The hallway is huge and decorated very beautifully. Red flowers hang off its basket on the side of the walls. The wall itself is pastel yellow. It's very romantic and reminds me of a sense of Rome.

There's only one door and it's facing our left side. Chase puts his hand on my waist before kissing my cheek softly.

"Um where are we?" I feel nervous for some odd reason: I always do when I'm with him. He takes me to the door.

"An apartment. My parents own this place," he smiles before kissing me slowly and softly. I feel him pull away a little looking into my eyes, "It will be mine after college." My face feels flushed by the way he said it. I guess I've been wondering what to describe it but it seems like he's very possessive.

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