He Belongs To Me✔️

8|| He Already Has The Real Thing

Hey guys. Before you start reading, I want to dedicate this chapter to @lresendez. She/he is amazing. She/he's always the first person the vote and she/he votes for every single chapter. Thanks for being a supportive reader. 

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"So where are we going for this date" I asked, trailing my fingers up his chest. He shuddered, but managed to say, "It's a surprise. Just dress casually." "Okay" I said, winking and sashaying away. I heard a sharp intake of breath as I walked out the door. Point Melia. I entered the elevator and rode up to the 3rd floor, where my bedroom was. A few moments later, the elevator dinged and I exited. I entered my room and stepped into my closet to pick out any outfit. He said, something casual. I decided on my white open-shoulder blouse that had lace on the hem and the sleeves, my light-wash jeans, and my white huaraches. I sat at my vanity and started brushing my hair. Caspian walked in when I was putting on my mascara. He gave me a brief smile before picking up one of the bags that contained the clothes we bought for him. 

"Melia" he said, his voice pure velvet, "Could you tell me something." 

I swallowed, suddenly at a loss for words. I cleared my throat and told myself to snap out of it. "S-sure. What's up" I stuttered, mentally slapping myself for doing so. 

"Do you know where to put dirty clothes" he asked. 

"Yeah, in the hampe-" I said, turning around, my throat drying up once I saw him. He was standing shirtless, in the middle of the room, smirking at me. "Uh...yeah...it goes...in the hamper"I said, my face heating up. "Thanks, love" he said, walking to the hamper and dropping some clothes in. He picked up a white T-shirt from a bag and pulled it over his head. The shirt hugged his body so much, I'm surprised it hasn't ripped. I stared at his arms, transfixed as the muscles in his biceps flexed with each movement he made. "So, where are we going" I asked, as he finished tying his shoe. "It's a surprise" he said, winking. I walked towards him and interlaced our fingers together. 

"Do you have a car, like for yourself" he asked me as we walked downstairs. 

"Yes. I've got a bunch" I said, "Why?" 

Caspian ignored the question and asked me one of his own. "Where do you keep them" he asked. 

"In the garage" I said, pointing to a door right next to the entrance to the living room. 

"Kay, thanks" he said, opening the door to the garage and stepping inside. A few minutes later, he came out with a key. 

"Which car is that" I asked. 

"The Corvette Stingray" he said, grinning widely. 

"Ooh, I love that car" I said, pulling on his arm, excitedly, "Where are we going?" 

"Still a surprise" he said, as we walked into the 16-car garage. He opened the door of the Corvette for me before getting into the driver's seat. 

"Please, tell me" I said. He looked at me, before sighing. I grinned, victoriously. 

"Sorry, Angel. I want it to be a surprise" he said, smiling apologetically at me. I huffed and turned to face the window. Caspian drove out once the garage doors opened completely. As we pulled out of the driveway, I could see the garage door closing. He drove at a moderate pace, making a few turns before my patience got the best of me. 

"Are we there yet" I asked, impatiently. Caspian chuckled lowly. 

"No, but we're almost there" he said, making a left on Stafford Cross. I pulled out my phone and checked my Instagram and Snapchat. I was flipping through one of my friend's story when Caspian announced that we had arrived. I looked up and saw that we were parked in the parking lot of a big circular building.