It Begins With Us

16.

Ryle:

I wrap an arm around her hips from behind and picks up my brush with the other. 

I hold it out to her and watch as she squeezes some toothpaste onto it for me. 

Eventually, my hand begins to stray downwards, to the hem of my shirt and underneath. Adorably, she lean back into me as my hand strokes at her tense upper thigh. 

I watch her as she brushes, occasionally making a goofy face at me in the process.

'She's gonna have to rinse her mouth.' I think smugly. 'Which means she's going to have to bend over the sink.'

I wait patiently till she's done and remove my arm instantly. She gives me a look, but doesn't dwell on it. 

'Because,' I think mischievously to myself, 'pay back, is a must.'

Ceasing the opportunity, I step back and take in the view.

Finally feeling my absence, she freezes and looks up in the mirror. Alba catches sight of me standing behind her, eyeing her, my arms crossed, brush hanging from my smirking lips. I watch as she goes completely red, and straightens up. Stepping back to pull my shirt down as far as possible. 

I snicker and step past her rinsing out my own mouth.

"Revenge, what a wonderful thing." I raise an eyebrow and she huffs. "Now that we're done brushing, I believe it's time for kissing." I say pointedly and pull her in.

Alba grumbles right until I press my lips to her's and deepen the kiss.

'We'll have breakfast later.' I think leading her out of the washroom and back into bed.

-

"I'm hungry." Alba says pulling away from me.

She pecks my swollen lips one more time and then rests her forehead against mine.

"Right." I nod just as I catch my breath. "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, anything." She says, indecisively, making me roll my eyes.

"Alright, go take a shower. I'll make something." I say and she nods.

She gets up, awkwardly fixing my shirt. She crouches down by her suitcase and I watch her as she picks out a set of clean clothes. Blue baggy jeans and a loose, sunflower yellow tank top.

"I'll be quick." Alba says with a soft smile and closes the door.

-

"Okay! Where to?" Alba ask excitedly.

"Well, Marshall has been harrasing me for a whole damn week. If I have to deal with-" His phone rings and he sighs. "-and that, must be him. Pick it up and see for yourself."

I laugh and pick up the call.

"HELllLLlLOOOooooOOOoooo! It'SSssssSSSsss mEeeeeEEee! I Was WOondering If AFTER All THe-!" She shrieks and pushes the phone away from her ear, laughing like a maniac.

"Dear God, I can hear him so damn clearly and it's not even on speaker." I frown, pissed out of my mind.

"-ALBA! Is that you?!" Marshall laughs and Alba can only snort into my phone.