Love Contract / Mark Lee

Chapter 33

Areum felt a pair of strong arms tighten around her waist. She smiled, turning around hoping to see a tan, chestnut haired boy, but was brought back to reality when she saw Mark's face.

"You're not Haechan." Areum mumbled. She heard a soft sigh escape his lips, tickling her bottom lip. She looked up at him, as he lay there peacefully. She furrowed her eyebrows. He kept bringing her closer to him.

"M-mark" She mumbled. He slowly opened his eyes.

"Oh hey," He said. She smiled.

"Why you holding on so tight?" She asked, looking down at his arms on her hips. He smiled.

"You're a cuddly person." He said. She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Well I don't want to cuddle." She said. He chuckled. She raised her eyebrows.

"Oh you're serious?" He asked. She nodded her head. He slowly removed his arms around her. She got out of bed, grabbing her socks.

"Um, I'm gonna go... make breakfast." She said, watching Mark glaring at her legs. She cleared her throat before walking downstairs. Mark rolled his eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" He asked himself. Mark went downstairs, watching Areum dance around the kitchen while the music blasted from her phone.

Mark chuckled, but soon found himself being captivated by the sway of her hips, and how her hands trailed all over her body. How her long T-shirt was riding up here thighs, exposing the Tommy Hilfiger underwear. He bit his lip. She turned around and smiled.

"I'm making pancakes! Buttermilk pancakes and eggs and sausage." She said. He nodded.

"You need any help?" He asked, walking up to her. She shook her head.

"You can dance with me!" She said. He furrowed her eyebrows.

"Why are you in such a good mood? Didn't my brother break up with you three days ago, or is that someone else?" He said. She scowled.

"I am trying to move on. And be happy. So try to enjoy happy, perky me, because once were back home, I will not be happy, perky me. So dance!" She said. He smiled, walking up to her. She was whisking the batter as they both spun around each other.

She turned back around to face the counter to crack the eggs, when she felt a warm presence behind her. Mark put his hands on the counter, trapping her in his embrace.

"M-mark?" She stuttered. He brought his lips to her ear.

"You know you really shouldn't walk around the house in just a t-shirt. It's getting hard to control myself." He whispered. She almost felt her eyes roll to the back of her head and her knees buckled. She turned around so that they were facing each other.

"Mark. I can't... we can't." She said. He sighed.

"It is all I have been thinking about for the last three days. Don't tell me you haven't been thinking about it too," He said, looking down at her chest and back up at her face. She bit her lip.

"Mark... you have a gir-" They heard the doorbell ring. Mark sighed. She pulled away his hand so that she could go to the door.

"Speaking of the devil. Mark your girlfriend is here." She said. She felt kind of annoyed that she had ruined their moment, but was happy that it didn't escalate.

"I just... I thought Mark and I could have breakfast." She said. Areum sucked in air.

"Uh again? Haven't you guys like spent the whole week together?" She said. She shrugged.