"Ella...don't, I know you're happy but you don't have to drag me into it. I'm taking the day off.""What? this is Sunday. It is your day off.""Yeah, I mean tomorrow, just have fun. I don't feel so good. I want my blankie.""Is it because of Larry?"I tried to wake Gemma and have her join me for coffee but she was still cocooned under her blanket and not wanting to be disturbed. So, I gave up and have a cup of coffee while stalking Brice's I*******m feeds. I was trying to see if he mentioned anything about his mystery date with me last night. I was wishfully thinking that he actually liked me, so much so that he would let the world know.Get real, Ella...I sipped my coffee and decided to set up my easel and canvas on our small balcony. It was a perfect day for painting, and I suddenly felt the need to start doing so.It was a weird feeling, haven't had it for years. The strokes were easy, the lines, the shapes were effortlessly drawn. I was smiling like a kid in a candy store when the painting almost finishes two hours later.The euphoric feeling made me snapped the painting and send it to Brenton, to which he called me minutes later."What did you do? who did you kill? it looks so good Ella!"I giggled and smile so wide until I feel my teeth dried up."Damn! Brent, I'm freaking doing this!"He laughed and told me to get the momentum going and don't stop."But I have a lunch date," it slipped out of my mouth and he asked if I have found my muse."Muse?""Well yeah, the guy you're meeting for lunch. Is he your muse?""Uhm, maybe?""Great! keep him close, have lunch with him, let him fuel your creative side.""Okay..."He laughed again and told me not to be so awkward about it."We're artists, we produced arts in different ways, but muses are the easiest one. My Nicolette has been it for me, she was my muse and still is. It can be their features, but it can also be the vibe that we got from them that drives us to feel good about producing our arts.""Okay,""You're too cute Ella, you can do this. I always knew you can pull yourself up."Brenton gives me another fifteen minutes of a pep talk before he told me to go get ready for my lunch date. I was dreading the date but at the same time, I feel excited wanting to meet him. Hence I was still in my bra when he buzzed the apartment door."Ella! he's here...""Five minutes!" I was grabbing my blacktop, the safest option in such a short amount of time. Then I put my hair on a messy bun after a quick touch-up of my makeup and finally put on my lipgloss. The over worn wedges were the last to complete my casual jeans Sunday lunch date outfit."Hey, sorry I was... working.""No worries, I can wait." He gave me his warmest smile while looking incredibly handsome in his washed-colored jeans, white crisps shirt, and dark-colored sneakers.Gemma was keeping herself busy in the kitchen, smiling widely at me until I give her the look and she smirked then finally leave us to our privacy."No, I'm good, I'm done." I hurriedly walked towards him and he lowered his eyes down to the front of my blouse, it took me a moment until I realized that I haven't buttoned up my top."Uh, crap," I could feel the heat creeping up from my chest to my neck and ended to my cheeks while he keeps himself quiet and pretends to be busy typing on his phone, though I could see the smile on his face."Ok, now I'm ready. Oh wait, I need to take my work inside."It was not pretty the way I hurried myself to take my painting from the balcony and put it in my room, but he was being the gentleman by not saying anything towards me. Until I finally seated myself in the passenger seat of his sport Range Rover.We didn't talk much, not until we arrived at Silvio's."So, you're working on a painting?" he opened our conversation as we waited for our lunch."Yeah, I'm scheduled for an exhibition, I've finished a few but my colleague was disappointed with my work. But when I snapped a picture from this morning's work he was actually impressed, so...that's why I'm behind on our lunch.""You looked very happy though," his compliment was making me smile even wider, didn't think it was possible, I might make a dent in my face but I was over the moon at that very moment."Thank you, I feel extremely happy, so happy that I'm afraid to jinx it."He laughed and cheers on my work well done."And it's me who should thank you, you're taking the time out of your work to have this lunch with me. I don't want to be the one who stops you from your workflow.""No way, Brenton said you might be my muse."Again, me and my stupid mouth. I blushed the moment the words slipped out while he told me that he was glad he could help.We paused when the food arrived and we start to eat and have a small conversation about the freaking weather just because I didn't want to embarrass myself more.But he was the perfect date and he seemed to like my companion that he decided to set up another date for dinner."Do you think I'm coming on too strong? should move the date back to the weekends?""What hell no,"He laughed and told me that he hadn't felt so comfortable talking to someone in a long while."So, how about tomorrow I pick you up. We can have dinner... at my place?""Uh...yeah sure,"Dinner at someone's place can only lead to one thing. And losing my virginity to the person that I'm stalking can be a bit too creepy once he found out the truth about me."Are you? you don't sound so sure.""I'm sure, I'm just...I like talking to you, could we not analyze it more and just do what we want?""I like the way you think." He took my hand and kissed my knuckles, my insides bubbles with happiness and I feel like I could burst at any given moment."I still couldn't get the feeling like I've known you longer than this.""Yeah?"He had stated the same thing last night, and I have been itching to tell him the truth and get things over with. But he's my obsession, his words had cuddled me since last year when I found comfort in his words.He's my honey bun bun and I'm his loyal stalker, he will find out about me. But before that happens, I'll stay and be the crazy stalker that dedicates a special corner in my room for the very handsome and talented Brice Durant.He adjusted his glasses and smile sexily. We talked for another hour before he was driving me back to my place.Yet we were both reluctant to part when he parked his car on the basement parking lot of my apartment building.My blood rushed when he scooted closer and put his hand to my thigh."So, I didn't know you have tattoos until I saw you forgot to button up your top before.""Yeah, it's an artist thing, we can't seem to stop expressing ourselves on just canvas.""So you design all of your tattoos?""Not all, but..."I didn't get to explain when he moves closer and put his perfect curved lips on mine. They felt better than last night, looked better than the ones I've painted and his hand felt so good on the back of my neck that I let out a moan."Um, I'd better go." My voice was throaty when I whispered in between our hot scorching kisses."Yeah, I think you should..." he took off his glasses and started trailing his kisses down my neck."I really should..." I whimpered as he teases me with his licks and his hot breath fanned my neck.Never had I wanted someone so bad in my life that I feel crazy enough to pull back and ended his kisses."You are going to make this car rock if we don't stop."He chuckled and rest his forehead to mine."I'll pick you up at six tomorrow. Do you want me to walk you to your apartment? cause I think I need time..."It was my turn to push him back to his seat and kissed my honey bun bun, putting my hand to his front feeling his well-defined chest, thinking how can a successful author have time to workout."I'll see you tomorrow," I winked, ended our kiss, and managed to make a safe exit from his car.
"Damn, someone looks like they had quite an orgasm." Jacqueline greeted me as I entered our apartment with a huge grin on my face. Benjamin was busy plating cupcakes from the oven while wearing Gemma's very pink apron with a huge 'Spank the Chef' writing on it. "I'm still wet, still horny, and still a freaking virgin!" "You should let me pop your cherry." Benji was to my back and kissed my shoulder while he offered me the chocolate chip cupcake. "I'm saving myself for my honey bun bun." I grinned and thank him for the cupcake, then let out a delicious moan as my teeth sink into the moist chocolaty heaven."Gemma has been telling us about that, I think you should write a memoir for all of your stalker friends out there. I can already see the outline, how to bed your object of desire." Jacqueline was quick to comment while scrolling on her phone.Ben laughed, taking off the apron and placed the fresh batch of cupcakes. Then he was back to busying himself by making the white Russian
It was almost noon when I finish sketching yet another Brice's perfect face. And remembering what Ann said yesterday, I decided to be the stalker that I am and snapped the sketch and post it on my Insta page.And being a true stalker and fangirl I tagged Brice's account and his fan page. Ann was the first to comment with lots of emojis and praising my impeccable sketching skill.My creative juice seems to flow easily when my Insta notification buzzed, I put down my brush and peek at my phone. I almost knocked down my easel when I saw that Brice commented on my sketches. He never commented, not ever, he would like my posts but never comments on any of them."Ella, are you okay? you look like you've seen a ghost.""A miracle to be precise!" I shouted like a deranged woman waving her my phone."Huh?""My honey bun bun, he commented on my Insta post!" I showed it to Gemma and she slowly shook her head."You're going on a date with him tonight, you should stop calling him bun bun."I put m
Brice's POV"Brice, you know you're going to trigger your stalker by giving her the heart emoji."Clara Sherman, my agent was warning me not to poke the bear."But it is good work, I'm actually impressed. And she's not a bear, you should consider her as your little helper. She helped you with the fan group, right?"She sighed and reminded me about what happened last month when the woman sends me too many emails."I know I might overreact sometimes, but I was in a bad mood that day and her emails were bugging me,""Yeah, and who's fault is that? we have people for that, you don't
He looked like he's aroused right?Jacqueline said to always look calm, smile a little, and maintain eye contact.Oh my, I'm half-naked in front of my honey bun bun.Is he staring at my love handle?Wait...is it still a love handle when there's no love between us?Really? Ella, just call it a muffin top already, and focus on the hot author!My mind was calculating my moves, I was trying to keep eye contact, miserably failed when he pulled me to his lap and put his glasses onto the side table.Oh, mygawddddd...
I looked at him, took his hand, and laid back beside him."I'm sorry, I think I'm a bit nervous.""I know, that's why I'm taking it slow. I thought you need it. But,"Maybe it was the virgin thing, maybe he's one of those guys who's turned off by it.Or maybe he actually likes you, Ella?"...you like me?""I do, and honestly, I have issues too, nervous also about us," Brice put his hand on my face and looked at me intensely, he lowered himself down and put his other hand on my waist.Issues? nervous about us?Did he
I opened my eyes looking at my surroundings, I stretched my arms, curled my toes, and snuggled back into the comfort of my fluffy pillows.But then I remembered about last night, I sit up and look at my little corner shrine of Brice Durant, then I recollect what had happened to me before.Oh, fuck!Tell me it's not a dream.Tell me it's not a dream.Tell me it's not a dream.I hurried myself to the bathroom and see the little scrapes from his beard, the redness caused by his hot sexy kisses and I cracked the biggest morning smile I can manage.It was too early for smileys and with that knowledge, I decided to pee an
Brice's POVWe were having our intimate dessert when two well-built men came straight to our table."I don't understand, I already told the manager that I don't want us to be disturbed. I'm so sorry about this, Ella.""Oh, no..." she said looking at the men while shaking her head at them.I was pretty impressed by them, I was wearing my darker-shade glasses and wear casual clothes, I surely didn't expect to be noticed."I don't usually get spotted like this, I'll just give them my signature and sends them away."Ella gave me her nervous laugh and was telling me to be quiet which then made
I hated myself for being such a coward when we met my brothers at lunchtime. I did not expect them to recognize Brice behind his subtle disguise, though I don't think they did. I know they've seen my shrine back at my apartment, they mocked me for it but didn't question it further.They somehow think that my current obsession with my honey bun bun was to direct my sadness and guilt from Gwen's death. Some part of it was true, aside from Brice actually is a very good author. But I was afraid of the possibility when they know that I was dating and getting intimate with my honey bun bun at the same time.Those two goons can be very protective, I can still recall what happened back at mom and dads when my cowboy buddies get too close. I have to separate them like they were in some school fight.