Whatever He Wants

"Hi Sis!"

AN: I love this book so much. Writing it is never a bore. Hope you guys are keeping sane. I'm also trying to :) Stay safe and wash your hands!

PAXTON

I wake up feeling groggy and I turn, or try to, to find myself unsuccessful. This brings me out of my sleepy state, and I realize that I'm held down by an arm and leg thrown over me. I turn my head and see Carter's face a mere inch from mine.

I groan when I realized what had transpired yesterday and shove him.

"What the fuck," he grumbles and glares at me as his eyes open.

"Why am I here?" I question him, trying to get up. Instead of letting me, he grips me closer to him and nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck.

"Shut up and go back to bed woman," he orders.

"Do not talk to me like that and I want to leave," I snap still struggling against his hold.

"No. I'm not letting you leave or go anywhere; so tough shit," he responds and kisses my bare shoulder. It's then that I realize that I'm naked and so is he.

"I'm naked," I sate obviously.

"Trust me. I know," he replies and as if to remind me, he then squeezes my breast. I glare at the ceiling and realize that I'm really not that upset about the situation. Especially now that he's explained it. I will be asking him more questions though and I make a mental note to do that when I wake back up later. For now, I decide to settle in his grip and go back to sleep.

"Wake up baby," I hear, and I open my eyes to see Carter looming over me in black sweats and nothing else.

"No," I grumble and close my eyes and turn on my stomach.

"Wake up or I'll get back in and we'll never get anything done." He threatens. This captures my attention and I unwillingly raise my head to look at him.

"What do you want?" I ask clearly annoyed.

"Aside from burying myself deep inside you and never leaving? Lunch would be nice. It's 1 pm and I've had lunch prepared for us. Now come down so you can properly meet Analise," he explains. I sit up and bring myself to a more awake state.

"I don't have clothes," I think to myself but say aloud.

"You do, love. It's in our closet," he tells me. I squint and look at him with a glare.

"Our?" I ask to see if I heard correctly.

"Yes, now go look and get dressed," he says but picks me up in his arms. I squeal and wrap my arms around his neck. I snuggle in his embrace as he walks me to the closet. Somewhere between this morning and my nap, I had decided that I wanted to explore this between us.

As I look around the closet, I rudely entered last night, I notice that there are indeed clothes for women. I don't know why he's stocked it with clothes for me, but that's a question for another day. I pick some jeans from the woman's side and a long sleeve sweater in Carter's section. This whole time, he's watching me from the entrance of the closet. When I finish, I look at him and we stare at each other for a while.

"I'm confused," I whisper.

"I know baby. I'll help you figure this out," he says as he nears me and envelopes me in his embrace. He then plants a kiss on my forehead and takes my hand.

We leave the room and I let him lead me to wherever lunch is. When we arrive in front of a giant set of French doors, he opens it and I hear a bark. My eyes widen when I see a golden ball of fluff running for me. I bend down in time to catch the golden doodle puppy.