"You know, you didn't have to buy them." I say, for the fifth time as we arrive to the car.
"I know, baby. But, I wanted to." He says.
Fuck, baby. My stomach fills up and feels like a zoo. "So, where to, now?" I ask.
"My mom is making dinner soon, so we can go eat there, if you want?"
I nod, "yes, I do."
"Do you, uh, wanna meet my parents, soon?" I ask.
He looks over at me, "want me to?"
I nod again, "I do."
"Then, yeah." He smiles.
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After a long and adventurous dinner, Chris and I ventured into his bedroom more tired then ever before. I talked to Lisa the whole dinner, her and I have a lot in common. I really love being with his family, they're all amazing.
"I think we spend a lot of time in your room." I joke.
"You don't like my room?" he asks, jumping on the bed.
"No, I do. Your bed is so comfy." I say, laying down next to him.
"Your mom is like, a chef. Fuck." I close my eyes, memorizing the food I had just eaten moments ago.
"I know, I grew up with the amazing food."
"Lucky, my parents don't cook. We have a private chef for that." I say, rolling my eyes. Both my parents are travel writers. They write stories by traveling around the world.
I was always home with maids and a chef. "That's cool though." He says.
I shrug, "I never really got to see them."
"My parents were always home. I'm very close with my mom." He says.
"I'm close with my parents now, just not when I was younger." I tell him, frowning a bit.
"Hey." He says, wrapping his arms around me.
"At least you're close with them now, babe." He says, kissing the top of my head.
"I know."
"Do you have any siblings?" He asks.
I shake my head, "No, I always hung out with Allison. She's like my sister." I tell him.
"That's good, that you guys are close like that." Chris says.
"Tina is like my sister, too. I met her in high school. Bri and Allison went to school together also." I explain.
He nods, listening to every word that falls out of my mouth. "So, Allison is younger than you?" He asks.
"Yeah, only by four years. We didn't go to high school together." I say.
"What about you?" I ask. "Do you talk to anyone you grew up with?"
He shakes his head, "no. Just my siblings. Everyone I used to talk to, we just drifted." He says.
"Well, at least you have Hemsworth and Seb. And the whole cast." I say.
"They're like my second family. Along with you." He says, mumbling slightly as he closes his eyes.
A small smile forms, "you think of me as family?" I ask.
He nods, "yeah."
"That's cute." I kiss his cheek as he laughs.
He groans, sitting up. "I have to shower."
"Then shower, dirty rat."
"Come shower with me." He says, smirking.
"No." I laugh, looking up at him.
He frowns, sticking out his bottom lip. "Why not?"
"Uhh.." I trail, thinking of something to say. "Well, I don't know." I say.
"Exactly." He smirks again.
"Stop, you horny child. Go shower." I laugh. He smiles, "okay." He lets out a loud huff.
A smile plastered on my face, watching him walk to his bathroom. I go on my phone, scrolling through it. Moments later, Chris walks out of the bathroom, a towel dangerously low on his hips.
Water droplets falling down his toned stomach. My breath hitches slightly, as I look down his abs. I look up at his face and he's smirking like he was minutes before.
"Like what you see?" He asks.
I nod, licking my lips. "Yes."
"Are you gonna take a picture again?" He asks.
I nod again, "yes." I snap a quick photo.
"Now whos the horny child?" He asks.
I chuckle, rolling my eyes. "Still you. Was this your plan?" I ask.
"Plan?" He asks, a confused expression written over his face.
"To make me regret not showering with you?" I ask.
A smirk still plastered on his lips. "Maybe." He says, walking over to his suitcase. I tuck my hair behind my ear, watching him closely.
"I see." I say.
He puts on his underwear, under his towel. "Now, your turn to shower." He says.
A smirk forms, having my own plan. "Okay." I say.
I walk to his bathroom, shutting the door, but leaving it open a small crack. I slowly take off my shirt, secretly hoping he's looking.
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I turn around, shutting the door with a smirk on my face and quickly get in the shower. I wash my hair with the shampoo I brought in late last night. I do the rest of my shower routine, getting out the the shower.
I wrap a towel around my wet body, stepping out the the bathroom. Chris surprises me by grabbing my waist. I let out a short gasp, "Chris, what are you-?" He cuts me off by attaching his lips with mine.
