I woke up earlier than expected which should’ve been great since I had work to prepare for. I glanced beside me and saw Chelsea sleeping peacefully, curled up like a kitten, while Fab was still snoring softly. I nudged Fab gently.She murmured, “What?”“You have work in an hour,” I whispered.She didn’t quite catch it the first time, then suddenly bolted upright. “What did you say?” she asked, rubbing her face.“Shhh,” I whispered, pointing at Chelsea. “You’ll wake her up. Go shower, I’ll fix us breakfast.”She groaned, nodded, and dragged herself toward the bathroom.I tiptoed out of the room and made my way to the kitchen. I quickly started whipping up some scrambled eggs and toast. The aroma filled the kitchen, warm and buttery.Just then, Chelsea walked in, rubbing her eyes and dragging her feet.“Hey, baby,” I smiled, crouching a little to cup her face. “Are you okay?”She nodded, still half asleep. “Yeah.”“Come sit, breakfast is almost ready,” I said, pulling a chair out for he
We moved to the living room. I passed around the snacks popcorn, chips, cookies while Fab handed out juice boxes because, in her words, “We’re fancy like that.” Chelsea clapped her hands. “Game time! Who’s ready to lose?” “Excuse you?” Fab raised an eyebrow. “Little girl, don’t let your confidence outrun your skill.” “Bring it on,” Chelsea said, grabbing the Uno cards. Game 1: UNO Thirty minutes and a lot of yelling later... “UNO!” Chelsea screamed. “No way,” I said, checking her hand. “She really has one card left.” “And now... BAM!” she shouted, slapping down a +4 card. “CHELSEA!” Fab groaned. “I was so close!” Chelsea did a little victory dance. “Bow to your queen.” “You’re lucky you’re cute,” I muttered with a smile. Game 2: Truth or Dare “Okay,” Fab said, refilling her popcorn bowl. “Truth or Dare no embarrassing stuff. Just fun.” “Truth,” Chelsea said immediately. “If you could trade places with any cartoon character, who would it be?” “Velma from Scooby-Doo,” Ch
The cool breeze hit us the moment we landed. Mike was already at the airport, waiting to pick us up. “Hey,” I greeted. “Welcome back,” he said with a warm smile.Mike opened the trunk, and Blake placed our luggage inside. “Let’s go, Carmen,” Blake said, reaching for my hand. Mike chuckled. “Shall we?”We left the airport, and they dropped me off at home. Before I got out of the car, Blake turned to me.“Take the day off, babe. I’ll handle the rest of the issues.” I nodded and kissed his cheek. “Okay. Be careful.”Once inside, I texted Fab to let her know I was back. She promised to swing by after work. Not long after, I heard a familiar voice behind me.“Hey!”I spun around. “Chelsea!” I screamed, hugging her tightly.“I missed you! You’ve been gone for days,” she said. “Sorry, my darling work issues. But I’m back now.” I grinned. “Umm… how about girls’ night at my place?” “Yes!” she replied instantly. “Finally! I’ll get to escape my brother. He’s such a pain in the ass. Don’t
I woke up to Blake smiling at me. The memories of last night rushed back like a wave, and I quickly pulled the blanket over my face, utterly embarrassed.“Morning, Peach,” he said softly, placing a light kiss on my forehead.“Morning,” I mumbled, peeking out. “How was your night?” I honestly didn’t know how that slipped out of my mouth.He chuckled. “Best night ever.”I glanced at him and noticed he was already dressed. “You’re dressed already? Going somewhere?”“I have a meeting to attend, but I’ll be back soon,” he said, adjusting his cuffs.“Umm... your breakfast will be here soon. Just get dressed and wait for me,” he added with a smile before grabbing his watch.I nodded and got out of bed, heading to close the curtains.I wanted to wear something nice. I didn’t care much before, but now that we were together... it felt different. My chest fluttered at the thought. Then suddenly my brother crossed my mind.How was I going to tell him I was back with Blake? He was going to flip. B
His other hand moved up to rest on my waist, and I could feel the ache within me intensify. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold back the hunger burning through me.“I want you so bad, Carmen,” he whispered, his voice low and sensual like silk wrapped in heat. His words ignited something deep inside me. My insides flipped, and my heart pounded violently against my ribcage. I tried to speak, but nothing came out. I just stared at him, my breath quickening. The heat between us was unbearable I needed to quench it. His hands pulled me even closer, and his lips found mine again in a light, lingering kiss. Then he trailed kisses across my chin, then my cheeks.My breath hitched as he moved to my jawline, then down to my neck. His head tilted into mine as his lips traced the curve of my collarbones. I found my arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. He must have taken it as permission, because the next second, he lifted me up with his hands cupping my butt, kissing me deeply.I c
"Hey," he said gently, pulling my hands away from my face. "It's okay to......""I'm still in love with you, Blake," I blurted out, my heart somersaulting in my chest. I felt it slam against my ribcage as I watched his face freeze. His eyes searched mine, and his parted lips trembled slightly."I... let's....." he started, but stopped himself. Instead, he kissed me deeply, and I just stood there, stunned. When he pulled back, he asked softly, "Are you willing to give us a chance again?"I nodded frantically, my nerves buzzing."To be my perfect girlfriend again?" He asked."Yes, Blake," I replied, my eyes locking with his. He leaned in and planted a tender kiss on my forehead, lingering a little before pulling me into a warm hug."Thank you," he whispered into my hair, but I heard it clearly."Let’s go back inside. The cold is intense," he said, taking my hand.I nodded and followed him.Back in the closet, I stood in front of the mirror, still blushing. My face was warm, my mind a me