The Brooks Boys

Chapter Fifty Eight

The songs for this chapter:

Panic! At the disco - The Piano Knows Something That I Don't Know.

::: When I just wrote that song title, autocorrect changed it to 'The panini knows something that I don't know' and I imagined a walking panini singing that song... :') Just thought I'd share that with you haha xx:::

Bastille - Adagio For Strings. :::I'm not hinting or anything...:::

~ Ellie's P.O.V ~

Last night was like a fairy tale. It's all I've ever wanted. A night by the lakeside with the one I love. We talked, I cried and we kissed non stop. I love being near him. I love feeling wanted. I love him. And I didn't stop saying it the whole night. Even though he won't say it back I feel loved. I see it in his deep green eyes. And I couldn't ask for more.

The fun didn't stop there though. When we got home I kept my promise and from the sweet nothings that were pouring from his mouth, I think I can say that I did indeed make Beau a very happy boy.

I look up at the ceiling just to take it in.

Everything is perfect.

"Good Morning Baby." Beau's husky morning voice whispers over my shoulder as his fingers draw abstract lines along my hip bone.

"Good Morning." I smile hooking one of my legs around his waist beneath the sheets. He grabs onto it at my thigh, caressing the smooth skin.

I lean in for a few kisses before he says, "Someone's in a good mood today." Grinning at me and my somewhat coquettish behaviour.

"That's all down to you." I giggle raising my leg higher.

"So the second first date was a success?" He asks, smiling but still looking concerned.

"It comes close to the best day of my life Beau." I say honestly.

He hauls me onto his lap and kisses me delicately.

"Is anyone in?" I ask.

"Nope, moms in Perth and the twins are with Skip. I had to get rid of them or they would have heard all the noise you were making!" He pokes at me and I laugh.

"Me? You were the loudest! 'Oh Ellie, Yeah right there, Fuck! That feels nice!'" I mimic him in a low voice, making him chuckle, before he raises his hand and slaps my behind.

"What was that for?" I giggle.

"1. Don't make fun of me. 2. I do not sound like that. And 3. Don't curse. I don't want to ever hear those words spilling from such a pretty mouth." He grins deeply, rubbing the spot that he hit.

"Okay, okay. Sorry daddy." I tease.

"Don't call me that." He says lowly, chewing on his bottom lip.

"Why not? Daddy." I say again, running my fingers down his bare chest.

"Because then, this happens." He flips us over so he's on top and pushes his hardness into me, making me want to moan but I hold it in.

I push him off me with a roll of my eyes before realising that I have school today. I guess all fairy tales don't last forever.

"What time is it?" I panic.

"10:30 why?" Beau shrugs.

"10:30? I'm so late. Why didn't my alarm go off?" I groan.

"I turned it off." He shrugs again, not caring.

"Why would you do that?" I shout, slightly annoyed. It's okay for him because he's in sixth form so he technically doesn't have to go in. But if I'm not present they'll call my parents for sure.