Undercover Lover (Finished)

Part 25

   I kick my shoes off, looking around pukey’s room. “Your parents don’t worry about you sharing a room with a girl?” I tease, perching on the bed as he sets the suitcases down. He shrugs at this, a small blush appearing on his cheeks. I pull my hair clips out, taking the brooch off as well. I think it’s enough for HQ to just hear what I’m about to do. They don’t have to see everything after all. As pukey approaches me I stand up. “What’s the worst that could happen?” he asks me, leaning in towards me.

“I don’t know, guess your parents trust I won’t just kill you in your sleep.” I joke as he shakes his head, his hand cupping my cheek.

“To be killed by you would be a good way to go.” he whispers, before closing the gap between us and kissing me. I respond by wrapping my arms around his waist, pulling us closer together. This boy knows how to kiss I find myself thinking, my heart beating dangerously loudly within my chest. I shouldn’t be feeling like this about him, he’s just a part of the mission. I break the kiss, smiling as best as I can. “What’s wrong?” he asks me. I shrug.

“Someone could come in.” I mutter, which isn’t entirely untrue. He chuckles at this, brushing my hair out of my face.

“You worry too much.” he whispers, kissing me on the nose before stepping away from me. I almost lunge for him and pull him back, but I keep myself contained.

   Looking into my suitcase I start to question what I should wear. Pukey said there was a special dinner at his place tonight, with a black tie dress code. What the heck does that even mean? I know little to nothing about dress codes. I should have listened more in class, silly me. I hear the door creaking open to reveal a half naked pukey. I wolf whistle at him, causing him to jump in shock. A slight blush appears on his cheeks but he cocks an eyebrow at me, giving a twirl. “Like what you see?” he asks me.

“Meh, it’s alright.” I reply, causing him to pout angrily. He strides towards me, his pouty face softening as he approaches. “Only alright?” he asks, his voice ridiculously low. How is it possible for him to even do that? I gulp, backing up a little, feeling nervous all of a sudden. I mean, he’s practically naked. All that he’s wearing is a towel around his waist. “Cassie?” he whispers.

“Pukey…” I mutter, looking him in the eyes, feeling my heart skip a beat. He shouldn’t have this effect on me. He steps forward and I’m rooted to the spot.

“What was that you were saying about me being alright?” he mocks, pulling me closer to himself.

“Well you are alright.” I reply, my voice faltering. Stupid voice betraying me. He chuckles, his eyes flickering between my eyes and my lips.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” I whisper, barely able to speak. I feel his arms wrap around my waist, aware of his every movement.

“So, you’d be ok if I didn’t kiss you right now?” he taunts. Unable to verbalise my thoughts, I shrug in reply. He smirks and releases me. “I’m not going to kiss you until you say I’m hot and sexy.” he says.

“I’m not saying that.” I retort, scoffing at the thought.

“I think you will.” he whispers in that seductive voice of his. I bite my lip and smirk.

“Two can play at that game.” I reply, brushing past him and crouching by my suitcase, wondering what if I even have a dress that will work with this black tie code. I don’t even have a tie. “You have a dress for tonight?” he asks me. I turn to face him, looking at him. Ok, he is pretty fine, but I’m not saying that out loud. “Stop checking me out and answer my question.” he demands.