"Okay okay, Chase. Go before you get yelled at." I chuckled pushing his shoulder away. I stood at the front door as the others loaded into a car. I had given him a kiss because he reminded me of this morning when I asked him if wanted one.
This was probably not a good idea because he kept kissing me till the last one of the boys were in the car. Well, all of them expect Quinn and himself of course.
"Just one more, please." He smiled. I shook my head. "Go get in the car." I pointed to the small blue car. "But Kitten..." He pouted. "Fine, one more then will you get in the car?" I asked, tilting my head slightly and raising my eyebrows. "Um... yes." He smiled. I chuckled and got on my tippy toes.
He kissed me smiling.
"Okay." I pulled back. "That's enough." I patted his chest lightly. "Okay okay fine. I'll get into the car now. Thank you Kitten." He turned around. "You're welcome. Oh and be careful you guys." I smiled.
"Thanks, Kitten." Quinn walked past me. "You're... w- welcome." I said. Then he stopped and turned around. "If anything happens... you let me know, okay? Don't hesitate to tell me because of something like last time, Got it?"
I nodded quickly.
"Good boy." He turned around. I smiled softly and watched him cram into the tiny car with the other boys. I chuckled to myself.
Why can't he be like that all the time? It gives my butterflies when he calls me kitten. It must be because he doesn't call me it that much but I want him to more.
"It's weird how fast Quinn can changes his moods like that, huh?" A voice said behind me. I frowned. "Um... yeah but he's usually mad when it comes to me."
"Ahh that's okay. Come inside now, please." He said offering his hand to me. I took it reluctantly and stepped inside. "What are you intending?" I asked hesitantly. "Nothing out of the ordinary. I'm not as awful as you people think I am... although when it comes to me and Quinn. I guess I am but that's only because we go a long way back and something happened that we don't really like to talk about." He looked at me. I looked away. "Hmm."
Maybe I should ask Hunter about Quinn.
He lead me to a really big bathroom and I looked at him. "What are we doing in the bathroom?" He looked at me. "You're going to take a bath or a shower whatever you prefer and I'll bring you some clothes that are more fitting for you. Then we can do whatever you'd like."
"Oh...kay." I raised an eyebrow. "Okay." He smiled and left the bathroom.
What does more fitting to me mean? And what's whatever I'd like?
I turned the shower on at first but then the bathtub looked so fancy and inviting that I just had to try it out. So, I started it and didn't even wait till it was all the way full to get in. I used some tropical smelling body wash for bubbles and sat back to enjoy the warmth of the surrounding water.
I started thinking curiously about Quinn, then his room. Nothing looked out of the ordinary when I accidentally went in. I wonder what he's hiding in there.
I shook my head to get the thought out of my head. "It's me time. I should relax and enjoy the silence now that I have it." I slipped into the water more. I wafted my hand through the water and realized I still had a bandage wrapped around my wrist. I took it off and the water turned a little pink but my cuts weren't bleeding anymore.
I got out after washing up and washing my hair. I used really good smelling shampoo. I didn't even look at what they were called or what brand I just smelled them and went with the best smelling one. There was like six different ones.
I did the same with conditioner and body wash too.
I had a towel wrapped around me and was blow drying my hair. I smiled at myself in the mirror because I felt good that I was now clean and smelling fresh. I never really blow dried my hair before so I kinda burnt myself a couple of times but nothing to bad. After I was done my hair was really fluffy and not to mention really soft. I didn't really style it I just let it fall wherever it wanted.
I didn't really know what I was supposed to do for clothes so I stood there for a minute contemplating what I should do. I was kind of scared to go out of the bathroom into the room we entered to get in here.
I peaked out the door and saw him sitting on his bed going through his phone I guess with glasses on. "S'cuse me I'm done." I said softly. He looked over and took his glasses off. He grabbed something off the bed and walked over to me. I held out my hand and he placed a lavender colored whatever it was in my hands. I furrowed my eyebrows and closed the door putting the outfit on the counter.
I looked at the counter and blinked at the outfit I laid out. My cheeks turned red at the very thought of it on me. I'm not going to lie I have tried skirts and tank tops on but not any this short and definitely not in front of anyone.
I closed my eyes tight and sighed.
I put the outfit on and sat on the floor for a couple minutes. I'm not going to lie it was really cute and I did look actually really cute in it but it was super short and I did not feel like going out there showing my ass off to some creep.
The outfit was all lavender with a skirt that didn't cover my ass and a cropped tank top. There was knee high white socks that had lace at the top. The white of the socks matched the two white stripes on the bottom of the skirt.
Now I know what "fitting to me" means.
I heard a knock at the door. "Are you done?"
"Yeah, but I-." Before I got the chance to mutter out the last bit of my sentence he opened the door. "Oh I thought you were hurt. What're you doing on the floor after you just got cleaned up?" He looked down at me with plain eyes. I tilted my head a little and got up. "You... didn't? You don't? What?"
He ignored me for some reason and walked out of the bathroom. "Would you like something to eat or drink? Do you drink wine?"
"Uh yeah but..." I followed him. "You like champagne better?" He asked walking into his kitchen. "Yeah but... Quinn says I can't drink recreationally." I folded my hands behind my back. "Don't worry about Quinn." He got out two champagne glasses. I rocked back on my heels. "Okay, I guess."
"Would you like a piece of cake too?"
"Um sure... was it your birthday or something?" I asked. He shook his head. "No just wanted cake, I guess. Could you bring the glasses, please?" He asked as he turned around. I nodded and grabbed the champagne glasses. "That's expensive champagne."
"I guess." He shrugged. I chuckled. "What you've had more expensive champagnes?"
"I've been around the world and have had the most expensive chocolate in the world... just because I wanted to."
I snickered a little. "Do you have a sweet tooth?" He shrugged. "I might." He chuckled. "It's actually surprising that I don't have a bad figure. I actually have to work out a lot to keep this." We walked into a room with a large couch and tv screen that actually wasn't too big.
"I've been blessed with fast metabolism." I smiled and sat on the couch. He sat down but kept his distance. This guy is actually very respectful.
"Yeah, I can tell." He chuckled. "Um... why'd you put me in this outfit?" I asked holding out a glass so he could pour some champagne into it. "I couldn't find anything else that looked like it would fit you. Plus, that looks very flattering on you." I smiled. "I know." He raised an eyebrow while pouring into the second cup. "Cocky aren't we."
"Just a bit." I chuckled.
"Darn I forgot plates." He said looking at the cake. "Why not just eat it straight out of the box er whatever?" I sat on my legs. He looked at me and smiled. "Good thinking."
His smile made me blush for whatever reason and I looked away.
"Here..." I looked back and he was holding a forkful of chocolate cake out to me. I crawled on my knees closed to him and took a bite. "Mmm... how much did that cost?" I chuckled. He shrugged. "I'm not sure."
"Do you not check prices?"
"Not always but I guess sometimes." He took a sip of his champagne. "If it's really important."