WHAT COMES AFTER THE END OF THIS

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Yrene's  PoV

I raise my eyebrows at him questioningly as he stumbles over his words once more, attempting to correct himself,

"Oh shit! Fuck! Sorry, I didn't mean it in that sense, I meant to ask you to sleep in my room, on my bed with me, no innuendo or double meaning, just plain slumber in the purest sense of the word. Do you get what I'm saying?" 

By now he has turned a furious shade of red and all I can do is laugh at his flustered state. I walk up to him, put my hands around his neck and just when he's about to come down for a kiss I turn my head the other way making him catch my cheek instead. This leads to him groaning in frustration, a deep heavy sound that crawls down my spine making my toes curl.

"Good God, Yrene, you're such a tease."

I wink it him and get into his bed, he follows my actions and gets in, hugging me to his muscled chest tightly as if I would escape during the night. Shaking my head at this and angling it so that his face gets buried in the crook between my neck and shoulder, I place my hands on his which are circling my waist. So serene is the moment that I can, easily, forever be lost in it without a care in the world. He kisses my neck right below my ear, making me shiver with pleasure,

"Good night Yrene."

"Night, Chase."

After what feels like eons I fall asleep with ease and comfort, without a single thought of what would come after the end of this' of what my parents had pushed me into, of what I, by no means, have a chance of escaping because knowing my mother she would snatch the roof over my head if I denied her demand. 

But I was happy now and I relished in the fact as I slept in the arms of the man whom I had met not more than a week ago but a man who nevertheless provided the me the blissful comfort of making me feel like he had known me for centuries, and perhaps he had in our past lives.
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I awake feeling light in the head; the happiness of the situation I was in, swelling up inside me like a big, happy balloon. The mood, although, wasn't long lasting as I soon realise how there wasn't a body spooning mine when I had awoken. 

With a frown etched into my forehead I walk down the stairs looking for Chase, all my worries are washed away as soon as I enter the living room and the aroma of coffee makes me realise exactly where the golden-boy was.

 As soon as I enter the kitchen he walks up to me, kissing my cheek softly,

"Good Morning Yr."

I raise an eyebrow at his use of my nickname because he has never done that before. 

"Good morning Chasey."

It is his turn to raise his eyebrows and my only response to his action is my well-practiced smirk, 

"Okay....just so you know I cannot cook for shit, usually my housemaid does it but I told her not to come because well you know why," he gestures between us, "so now all I can offer you for now is coffee, how does that sound?"

"Perfect!" 

"You sure you're not hungry now? You haven't eaten anything since last night." 

He didn't need to know that I hadn't eaten since before that too but ignoring my stomach's angry growl of protest I nod nonetheless.

"Good then we can make cupcakes for later. I'm craving them and maybe you could help me because I haven't ever made them at home."

"Of course I'll help you, you dork." 

Ruffling his hair, I take my coffee from him and sit atop the kitchen island as he attaches his own mug to his lips. It's safe to admit that I have not felt this happy in a really long time. 

Finishing the coffee I ask him where I can shower and he tells me that I can use any bathing room I want to, the one in my own room or the one in his room, he doesn't care. 

Thinking it wise, I shower in the one attached to the room he had given me and deciding that I love his scent way too much I wear his shirt yet again, tucking into my ripped denim shorts from last night; drying my hair with the hairdryer in the drawer I quickly make my way downstairs to him where he is engrossed in some political talk show. 

I shake my head disapprovingly. Men.  

"Oh great you're back, come now let's make cupcakes." He reaches his hand for mine, immediately getting up and I place my hand in his outstretched one as he leads us to the kitchen.

We find a recipe online and I take out the needed ingredients from where he thinks his housemaid has kept them. After fifteen minutes we're all set to make the batter. 

The mixture looks okay enough but more captivating than that is the flour on Chase's nose. I gush inwardly at the cute sight before erupting into hearty laughter only to Chase's curiosity. Yet, I cannot do much but laugh at his dumbstruck expression, 

"What is with you laughing at me all the time? What did I do now?"

Without answering him I take my phone from my pocket and snap a picture of his condition before turning the screen to him so he can see it too but  instead of the laughter I had expected,  I am met with a much unexpected growl of annoyance,

"Delete it! Please!"

I shake my head at him mutely, smiling. The only indication of his heinous intensions that I have is when I catch the glimpse of mischief in his eyes a few seconds before he lunges at me in an attempt to snatch my phone, luckily for me I'm quick to move it out of his reach, behind my back and just when I expect him to try and retrieve it he bursts into laughter, a beautiful, warm, sound that I can get used to. 

It's my turn to question him. He answers me in between fits of hysteric laughter,

"Yo-your-h-hai-hair!" 

He points towards my head and I stare at him utterly confused; I don't even have to question him again as he takes out his phone and snaps a picture of me, and I am furious to see a streak of white flour running through my black hair. 

"You doofus what'd you do that for? Huh, you twat? I just showered, man!" 

I groan in agony as I take a handful of flour and throw it at him, coating his shirt, face, hair and all. 

"Oh it's on, Jones!" 

He repeats my action and I try to duck but to no avail as the powder hits me smack in the middle of my stomach. I move around the island and pick up the blue food colour dumping some of it on my hand and running towards him, catching him unawares and smearing it down the strong column of his throat, he lets me for a few blissful seconds at least, however, before I can retaliate he pins my hand behind my back and turns me so that my back is met with his front, he pushes my neck to the side as he takes his hand to remove the blue liquid from his neck only to run it down the side of mine,

"I win." 

His soft whisper, is like the sweet caress of wind on a hot day against my ear and results in tingles of pleasure ripping through my being as he proceeds to kiss me there, right below my ear. 

It still amazes me how a single touch from him can combust me into a thousand roaring flames of desire and affection.  A sensation I would perhaps never get used to. 

"I think we should shower now, again, might I add." I give him an angry glare, the angriest I can muster but he only dismisses it with a laugh.

Nodding he kisses my cheek before both of us go to our respective rooms.

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Just a cute little filler chapter to give more insight into the situation! Enjoy!