"What?" I squeak. Is he suggesting what I think he is?!
"We're going to a movie tonight and-"
"Nope." I interrupt him before he can say anything more, thankful that I got it wrong and knowing he'll want me as a buffer.
Hailee already told me the plan and he wont want to see the romantic movie. If I go, he'll have an excuse to get out of seeing it. He'll say us 'girls' can watch it together and then he'll go off and do 'manly' things. Been there, done that.
"Really? Cause Shawn won't be home tonight, you'll be here all alone and I wouldn't want you to-"
"Nice try." I interrupt him again. Though I am pleased to hear Shawn won't be here to bother me tonight.
"Damn." He grins. "Alright, well, if you change your mind."
"I won't." I reassure him with a smile.
He leaves the kitchen and heads towards their bedroom.
Knowing it will be awhile before I see either one of them, I begin my task of preparing dinner for the three of us by myself.
I grab the vegetables and start washing them off in the sink.
I feel someone behind me but I don't pay attention. It's probably Hailee coming to help me with dinner, though I thought they would be busy for awhile. Maybe it was just a quickie.
"Damn, baby." I jump when I hear Shawn and feel him brush up the bottom hem of my shorts as he fondles my ass.
"Don't touch me!" I growl at him as I roughly push his hands away from me and back away.
"I can't help it when you wear shit like that." He smirks as his eyes fuck my body. "Damn, girl, you have fine ass legs. And your ass... Mmm."
"Why are you here?" I ask him, annoyed that he's bothering me, as I turn off the sink.
"I live here."
I roll my eyes at his cocky response and put the veggies on the cutting board. I grab a knife and begin to chop.
As I do this, I notice he's not wearing his regular jeans and MENDES CONSTRUCTION T-shirt he usually wears to work, and he's also not wearing his work boots. He seems to be dressed casual though, nothing fancy.
"Niall said you wouldn't be here." I tell him. "I'm sure that means you have a... a date."
"Not really."
I instantly stop chopping, seconds away from calling Aaliyah and asking her if I can come over now instead of tomorrow.
"Don't get your panties in a twist," He says when he see my reaction to his plans, stealing a piece of the green pepper I just chopped as he jumps up on the counter to sit near me.
"I'm still going out, just not until after dinner. And it's not a date."
"What, you don't wine and dine them anymore?" I go back to preparing dinner.
"Them?" He asks, grabbing another green pepper.
"Your flavor of the months." I explain as I work on another pepper.
"Huh?"
He pops the green pepper into his mouth and chews much too slowly and dramatically than needed. It makes my eyes go straight to his mouth. He has perfect lips, they look so... Kissable, okay, I admit it, his lips look totally kissable.
No wonder he doesn't have any problems getting laid, the man looks like Adonis himself. Even a girl that wants nothing to do with him can't help but notice how incredibly attractive he is.
On their own accord, because I certainly did not allow them to, my eyes travel slowly down as I look at the way his shirt fits him just right, snug around his biceps. His sleeves are rolled up so it shows of his strong forearms, and the veins popping out... my god I never knew I was an arm girl and I know if he were to show me what's hiding under his shirt, I'd be an ab girl too.
"See something you like, baby?" He ask with such cockiness as he smirks.
"Oh, don't play innocent," I turn away from his body, his very distracting body. "The naïve look doesn't suit you."
"What look suits me, Camila?" He makes his voice sound husky and his eyes even darken as he looks down at me.
"The women you hook up with," I decide to explain what I mean and ignore his innuendo. "You don't take them out to eat before you fuck them?"
"Ouch." He grabs his chest playfully like I hurt his heart by saying this.
I just roll my eyes and turn my back to him, continuing on with my task of cooking.
"Well, to answer your question honestly, I do. But it's been awhile and this one has been, 'wined and dined' as you put it."
"So what," I glance over my shoulder at him. "You don't go all hearts and flowers once you've been in their bed."
"It's not who I am," He admits. "I'm not a romantic and I don't do the girlfriend thing."
"So you fool them, trick them into thinking you actually care about them and then once you've got them where you want them, you no longer court them?"
"Court them?" He laughs at the word I've chosen to use.
"Pursue, date, whatever you want to call it. You no longer woo them."
"It's all about the thrill of the chase." He smirks. "I like a good challenge."
He jumps down from the counter and stalks towards me like I'm his prey.
I drop the knife I was using and back up as he comes closer to me, bumping into the counter when I can't move anymore.
He has me trapped, cornered between the counter and him.
I swallow hard as I hold onto the counter behind me and look up at him. We're just barely touching.
"It's why I find myself drawn to you." He licks his lips as he looks into my eyes. "You don't fall at my knees when I walk into the room. You don't bat your pretty lashes at me, push out your breasts when I'm near, or flirt with me. You're not even interested in being with me just once. And you would probably tell me to go fuck myself if I said jump while other chicks would simply ask, 'how high?'.
You're different, Camila."
"So you want me," I clear my throat when my words come out sounding all weird. "You want me because I don't want you?"
"That's not why I want you, Camila." His voice sounds so deep, masculine, and his eyes are a dark brown. I can see the desire he has for me in his eyes, the lust behind them. It's making me feel strange things deep inside my belly. Things I've never felt before.
"Why?" Call me curious but, "Why do you want me?"
I hold my breath and my body tenses as he reaches up and puts some of my hair behind my ears.
"Because-"
Hailee and Niall can be heard coming closer, laughing and joking with each other. They come into the kitchen still oblivious to what's going on, unintentionally and inadvertently interrupting Shawn.
Shawn moves away from me and grabs an apple out of the fruit bowl as he makes his way out of the kitchen like nothing happened.
I move away from the counter and as I do, I notice my panties are damp and my nipples are hard.
What the heck just happened?!
...
I've been hanging out with Aaliyah all afternoon. Aaliyah loves to shop so we just had to buy outfits for tonight. Of course she helped me pick out my dress and insists she has the perfect shoes at home to go with my mini, snug fitting grey dress. The dress is certainly something I wouldn't pick out for an everyday thing, but it fits the vibe of going to a club so I bought it. I wasn't planning on buying anything but I don't have many outfits that are club appropriate and this dress is definitely only being worn to a club.
We're now on our way back to her house, just pulling into the Mendes's driveway. We still have plenty of time until we need to get ready so we're going to lay out and get that just sun kissed glow to our skin before we leave.
Every time I come to the Mendes's', I'm fascinated with their grounds. It's so beautiful here.
After Aaliyah parks her pink convertible we get out and gather our purchases. I help Aaliyah with a few of her bags since she bought way more than me.
"We wont be leaving until later," she repeats as we climb the front steps to the double doors. "So we can just tan and hang out until we need to get ready."
We enter the house and that awful mistletoe is staring me in the face.
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