Wild Baleigh love 2️⃣☑️

15. Turning out great.

It just doesn't feel like the twenty fifth of December. It feels like any other day but there this aura around us, cleansed and it so gives some little Christmas ambiance.

We are all sitting around the table on the terrace of Mr Kenneth's home, enjoying the late December afternoon sun. Hesnah and I start setting various salads out on the table, while Dad and Kenneth are starts trading friendly insults over the barbecue they are grilling.

For a moment there, I stand admiring their chef hats and licenced to grill aprons. They're really something, who would have thought? I shake my head smiling broadly and my eyes fall on my so handsome boyfriend whose eyebrows are knitted together and he's scrolling his phone relentlessly. I know there's nothing specific he's doing, he's pouring his anger on the poor screen of his phone.

"Psst." I hiss waving my hand at his face as I take the seat next to him on the table. "Psst." I tap the table lightly but he still doesn't look up.

Okay, two can play at this game.

I slowly lower my hand on my thigh below the table. His phone is slightly above his thighs and I know very well from his sight angle, he'll be able to see what I'm about to do. I'm even more happier because I'm wearing a sleeveless skater dress which stops between my mid thighs and my knees.
And it's a red lacy dress! Wow.

I raise the dress slightly higher after noticing that our dads are good at their bonding_over_barbecue_grilling_ chit_chat_and_babbles. Thrumming my fingers slowly, all way up. I stop when I feel his eyes shifting to my thighs. Now I start rubbing the skin lightly as if am applying some ointment. A low groan erupts from his throat followed by a sharp intake of air.

His eyes are screwed shut and he's gripping his phone tightly, isn't that screen going to crack, oh jeez. I bite my lower lip my inner goddess smiling in triumphant. It worked. Now he's looking at me with a raw emotion I can quite decipher, lust, nothing else. Desire.

"I know what you're doing." He whispers huskily. His eyes are red.

" You do now?" I smirk grazing my lower lip again.

" Will you stop that."

"What?" I ask innocently.

" You know what I mean, stop biting your lip." Oh that? Yeah I know what it does to you Mr Mendel.

"If only you give me the attention I need." I seethe moving a little closer to him and I momentarily run a hand on his growing boner. Oh God. I feel blood coursing inside my veins rushing all the way up my neck to my cheeks. A knot grows under my belly and that uncomfortable feeling makes me close my legs together tightly.

"What are you doing woman?" He gasps out his surprise and I drop my hand immediately when Hesnah turns to look at us, she's done setting the table and from the look of things, our dads are done grilling, we're about to start this Christmas fiesta.

"You better stop this all grumpiness, behave Ballice." I hiss lowly as our dads make their way towards us with the barbecue in a tray. It looks so mouthwatering.

"What's wrong with cute birds?" Hesnah is looking at us weirdly.

" Ask him." I mouth point him. "He's so grumpy." She starts laughing.

" Mr Kenneth, your little boy here is hungry. We should serve him already." Hesnah says laughing still. And that gives her the cue to start serving as the two barbecue grillers takes their seats, directly opposite of us. I stand up and join Hesnah in serving after winking at grumpy who gives me a cute pout in reply.

"Ballice is a food monger if you don't know, since he was a kid." His father jokes making him spit the white wine he'd taken a sip.

"Do you have to embarrass me?" He retaliates. I move to serve his plate and I give him a light punch on his long hand resting on the table making him wince scrunching his face up. "Ouch, that hurts!"