He smiles brightly and pulls me into a hug.Wow,feels like home,finally.I actually expected to find myself somewhere in the Sahara or some place like that.
"And that is?"he looks at the book in my arms.
"Oh,this is...a piece of history:The Pseudo -Eratosthenes Catasterimi.It contains the history of the werewolf existence,and a few prophecies.Monty gave it,"I smile at the memory of him.
"Alright,how about you take a shower as I make you something to eat?Feel free to explore my closet."
"Yeah sure,"he sets the shower to the right temperature and hands me the towels.Minutes later,I find my way downstairs to the kitchen.You know,if someone could explain to me why the hell he's shirtless,I'd really appreciate it.He turns and gives me a smile before platting the food and setting it on the table and sitting opposite me."Quit being all gentlemanly.It's weird on you."I push back my slightly wet hair and pull the sleeves of his hoodie that I'm wearing to cover my entire left arm.Now how do you make small talk with someone you only know how to argue with?
"I'm being nice.The least you could do is acknowledge it."
"As if I care,"I reply,putting the fork aside and using my hand to eat the chicken fingers."Nice wouldn't define you in a thousand years,"I say plainly." Oh my God,"I moan when I taste the food."This is good."
"Food porn,huh?Go easy,we don't want you choking."
"I know you'd love that,you sadist.Where did you even learn to cook like this?"
"My mum was Italian.They have the best cuisines."
"No doubt,"I'm now using both hands."Who actually knew that the ugly jerk was good in the kitchen!"
"I'm good in more things than one.Wanna confirm?"he winks,leaning forward on the table.
"So you accept that you're an ugly jerk?"he leans back and puts his hands behind his neck,his muscles flexing as he does so."Wear some clothes please,"
We bicker,not so mich though,till I'm done with my food.I drop my plate in the sink and clean it.When I turn around,I bump into his chest."You stupid fool!Ever heard of personal space?"My palms flatten against his chest to push him off but he flinches at the contact and I quickly withdraw them."Move back,"I try to sound stern but it comes out as a plea.
"What if I'm comfortable here?"his voice is suddenly low,his eyes set on mine.For some unknown reason,my breath hitches and my heartbeat picks up.When he slightly leans forward,I move back but I'm plastered between him and the kitchen counter.My palms flatten against the cabinet below the counter when his chest touches mine.His hand goes to my waist,and I shiver."I've not even looked at you well yet you're already bothered,"he smirks,his hands finding their way under the hoodies I'm in.He rubs my sides lightly,and I almost lose my senses.A pleasantly burning sensation lingers everywhere his fingers have touched,and I groan when he caresses my belly.Without thinking twice,or even once,I pull him down and crush my lips against his.My arms go around his neck,and I kiss him angrily.That's what he wanted;me to initiate it.I move my lips against his,but he remains still,his hands glued to my sides.The stupid son of a business woman doesn't respond to my kiss.Fool!
"Ahem,"someone says just as I drop my hands from his neck."Sorry for interrupting,but can I...borrow this jerk for a second?"April smiles naughtily.
"Of course,"I reply.
"And please wear a shirt?"she turns to him.
"You have your own apartment,what are you doing here again?"he walks past her.
"IA few hours ago you were begging me to do your grocery shopping,you unappreciative moron!!"
"April?"
"Yes baby girl?"
"Can I share your room?You have one here,right?"
"Of course.And incase he's bothering you,here's a tip:his middle name is Gilialmo,and he hates it,"she winks at me and goes after him."Third door on the left,"she shouts back.
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