CheckMate

Chapter 13: You can CoOk....

Once we got to my apartment, Erik didn't even wake me, he took the keys to my apartment out my pocket and just carried me inside, with the groceries. Then went on the prepare the dinner that he bought ingredients for.

I felt when my body hit the bed, but I wasn't about to fully wake. So I pulled the closest thing towards me, which was my shark stuffed animal from the aquarium and cuddled it close while I slept.

While sleeping, I woke up to the smell of food, I always did that when I was at friends house or growing up. Erik was probably still downstairs and I didn't want to bother him. I also didn't want to move out this bed.

But I heard a notification, and I thought it was my phone. So I groaned and debated if it was even worth reading. But eventually I rolled over and grabbed the phone.

I put my thumb print in and the phone unlocked, then I noticed the background of me and Erik kissing. This wasn't my phone! It was his.

First thing I thought was, 'Damn let me put his phone back before he think I'm crazy'.

But a notification on instagram popped up, and someone liked his recent photo. Damn he posted on insta, let me see what sexy photo got the girls drooling.

A comment came up and said 'Man so happy for you my dawg'

I was suddenly confused again, ok. That couldn't be a photo of himself. It had to be something else.

Another comment, 'She so pretty, hope y'all happy big bro!'

Oh hell Nah! I hope he didn't post what I think he did. I opened Instagram and went to his latest picture. It was a picture of me sleeping and cuddling the shark stuffed animal. With a decent length caption.

'I remember long months ago when I took this girl to the aquarium on our second date and bought that stuffed animal for her. Another date night to the Carnival got her worn out. Love you babygirl'

That nigga have the nerve to tag me, damn now all his followers gonna know me. And he had a lengthy amount. But it was cute and I looked dead tired but cute. I put his phone down and grabbed my own, looking at people were tagging me in his post. I giggled and liked the picture.

Commenting, 'I love you more, pumpkin butt💛'

Erik came in the room like a split second after I commented. "You seen the post". He asked

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I asked as his phone was in here.

"With the IPad downstairs". I shook my head, I forgot I gave him the password to my IPad a while ago.

"You really posted me while I was sleeping! Creep".

"You looked cute princess, I had to".

I shook my head and just giggled, I wasn't going to take it down, or even ask him to. It was his Instagram and he caught me slacking so imma just have to get him back.

A little after the fact he invited me back to the kitchen and eat the food he's made for me. Which I needed to know if he was any good.

Could be husband material, I don't know yet.

When I went downstairs and smelled the food, I nearly collapsed. The food smelled so good, like I knew I was going to need a second plate once I got a taste.

He ushered me to the table, where he already had a plate out and ready for me. Parmesan cheese setting beside it, and pepper in case I needed it.

"Wow, you really cook huh". I smiled and he nodded.