Loving you Completely [Completed]

Chapter 33

Winter’s P.O.V

After Caleb told me about his past we went to the kitchen and made some snacks. He insisted that he would be the one to make so here I am watching him do whatever his doing.

“Caleb, are you sure you know what you’re doing?” I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“Aw babe I’m hurt, don’t you trust my cooking skills?” he said while putting one hand on his chest acting like his heart really hurts.

“No,” I said as a matter-of-factly sorry but I really don’t. I’ve been watching him for at least half an hour rummaging the fridge then putting all he could find in the pot. I don’t even think he knows what he’s doing.

“Uhh, you want some help there?”

“Nope, just sit there and watch the master do his job.”

“Owkay…”

Instead of watching him I took out my phone and begun playing candy crush; I look at him from time to time making sure he doesn’t burn anything.

“There, all done” he said while acting like he’s wiping a sweat. I looked at what he made. It looks like burned spaghetti with fresh leaves picked in the garden.

“Go on, try it babe”

I took the fork that he handed me then closed my eyes before putting the food in my mouth praying that I would taste okay, god I really don’t want to hurt his feeling when its bad.(O___O) “Caleb ….this is delicious”

He laughed “of course it is, it’s my special pasta. Told you I can cook”

After were done eating we made our way to his room. Uncle Burt and Aunt Libby are not here ‘cause there busy with work as my Father is also. We laid down in his bed and raise his shirt then traced his defined abs while he was playing with my hair, “that’s a little ticklish Snow” I just smiled.

“Yeah well it’s your fault you got hot abs.”

“Hahah well it’s all for you baby.”

I sigh, time goes by really fast. Last year I just met Caleb and now, we’re like so comfortable with each other. I never thought he would be mine and mine alone. I’m really lucky that his my boyfriend, I mean hell! He’s like every girl’s ideal or dream guy and I’m the girl he fell in love with.

“What are you smiling about, should I call a psychologist?” he teased

I slap his arm playfully “Nothing, just happy that your mine” I said while still smiling like an idiot.

“Well if you’re happy then I’m ecstatic and lucky that you’re mine”

“Why do you always get to be sweeter than me?”

He just shrugs “it’s not about whose more sweet Snow, I’m just telling you how I feel.”