Sang's POV
When we are home I walk straight to the kitchen and grab a bottle of water out of the fridge. I hear Silas behind me, I step out of the way and he grabs a bottle too. As he takes a long gulp I eye him and grin, I'll make him sweat for a bit.
I look to the clock on the microwave and see its way past lunch and approaching dinner at the same time I hear Silas stomach growl.
I laugh "I guess that is my cue to fix dinner" I look at him and his face lights up "Grilled cheese, ok?" he nods.
I gather the apples, butter, and cheese from the fridge and turn back to the island to prepare everything. When I look up at Silas he gives me a cursory glance then looks down at the apples with a confused expression on his face. As I grab an apple "this is the way I make my grilled cheese, if you don't like it I can make something else though."
He shakes his head and smiles "No, Aggele, if this is the way you eat them I will try it."
I smile in relief, my boys are so sweet.
We finish our meal, Silas ended up loving the grilled cheese, and I yawn it been a long day and was an even longer night last night. I giggle to myself and think back to Owen right before we fell asleep.
After we have picked up after ourselves we just stand there in the kitchen. "Silas I am going to go take a bath." I run up the stairs and straight into the bathroom.
Quickly taking a bath, washing my hair and shaving, it not until I have the towel wrapped around me and blow-drying my hair that I realize I have no clothes to put on. It would have bothered me three weeks ago but now I just go with it.
I walk out of the bathroom and through my bedroom door, firmly holding the towel in place. I look up from adjust the towel and I see Silas tapping away at his phone.
Silas' POV
I hear Sang enter her room but don't look up, trying to finish the text to Kota quickly and let him know that I am spending the night at Sang's and will be by in the morning to debrief. I am about to hit send when I hear "What the hell are you doing?" come out of Aggele mouth.
Uh-OH, I am in trouble.
Sang's POV
He looks up from his phone, disbelief written all over his face but I am too angry to understand why.
I ask him once again, "What are you doing?"
He stutters, holds up his phone and points at the screen. I move closer to him so I can read the screen. I glance at it and then him, letting some of my anger drain from my face, as I look in to his eyes some of the color returns to his face.
I understand why but its just bad timing. I take a few steps back and look at him with softer eyes and a smile. "Your turn!" I say as I make my way to my attic closet.
I carefully hold my towel in front as well as in back as I make my way through the door. The bags are hidden on the other side of the wardrobe so I turn the lights on and knee walk over. I shift through the bags until I finally have Silas'. I smile with glee and hold up the pieces, I hear a sound behind me and clutch them to me. I turn and see Silas standing there, "what's up?" I ask wanting to see if he saw.
"Nothing Aggele just wanted to let you know I am out and going to change out here" I nod and he leaves the door open just a little as he turns away. I let out a breathe as I stand up, letting the towel drop and it pools around my feet. I slip in the panties carefully balancing on one foot as I slide the other on in. I bring the top around my waist and start to hook it together when I am finished I twist the corset top around and pull it in to place. I smooth out the skirt of the panties and make my way to the door. I take a deep breath in and open the door letting it out slowly as I step out. I straight to my full height but keep my head bent still looking at the pink carpet. I look up when I hear a gasp come from the bed; my gaze meets with eyes filled with lust, desire, and with shock. I shift from my left foot to my right and sway my hips a little.
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Surprised Yet? (C.L. Stone, The Academy) #watty2016
FanfictionSang and the boys from CL Stone's The Academy Ghost Bird series. Sang gets an evil idea and get Kayli's help to surprise the boys. Will they be able to handle all the curve balls she throws at them? They each have their own little surprise. But...