Chapter - 6 (We...)

After taking a bath for a good half hour, I stepped out.

I grabbed a white towel from the nearby towel rack and dried myself with it. 

My hair smelled like vanilla and since my toiletries hadn't come with my bag, I had to use Bryce's shampoo.

I let my wet chocolate brown hair dangle on my waist. 

As I was about to drop the towel and grab my clothes, I remembered that I had forgotten to bring my undergarments.

Dammit, Jennifer!! 

Bryce must have left the room by now, it's almost been 40 mins.

Cursing myself, I took the risk, and I stepped out of the bathroom with my barely covered body. 

I opened the bathroom door and was about to faint.

Bryce was sitting on the bed, doing something on his phone. As he heard the door open, he looked up and his eyes met mine. 

I was blushing hard as my body was just covered in a towel and his mouth slightly parted. 

"I didn't expect this too early." He whispered, but I heard it, and that made me blush a hundred shades of pink.

He should work on his whispering skills!!

"Ahhhhhh!!" I screamed while desperately trying to find something to cover up my barely covered body, and when I found nothing I tried to cover myself up with my hands. As if they would do a better job to cover me than the towel. 

"Um, i...i...am so..r..ry, well not really." He said while checking me out from head to toe. 

"Hey, you! My eyes are up here." I said while gesturing with my hands.

"Can't help it, love." He said with a small shrug and a wide smirk whilst still checking me out.

"Get out of the room, right now!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. 

"Calm down, it's not like I am doing anything." He said with a smirk. 

"Just GET OUT! " I yelled again. 

"Fine, just tell me if you need anything." He said with a smirk as he closed the bedroom door on his way out.

After he left, I opened my suitcase and grabbed my undergarments. 

After dressing up in my cotton blue pajamas shorts and my white T-shirt , I left the room. 

My hair was still slightly wet, so I left it to air-dry. 

I headed towards the living room but didn't find Bryce. 

I am hungry! 

I walked towards the kitchen and saw Bryce cooking.

"Ooooh, Mr. Egoistic can even cook." I said as Bryce looked up at me. 

Our eyes met and right now I was staring at the most beautiful, mesmerizing pair of grey eyes. 

"Yes, Mr. Egoistic can cook." He said with a slight chuckle which made him look even more handsome. 

His brown hair was wet, and he was wearing a black t-shirt and black sweats.

He might have taken a bath in some other bathroom. 

Damn, is he handsome! 

Shut up! I said to my subconscious.

 But I couldn't help but admire his body. His broad shoulders, his perfect hair, his beautiful eyes, his perfectly fit body, and his smile, that smile made his features stand out even more.

"Yeah, no doubt you know how to cook. It's amazing." I said. 

"Did you just compliment me?" He questioned. 

"I...In a way..y" I stuttered.   

He giggled at my expression. 

Ohh his giggle is so cute! 

UGH dammit, why does he affect me so much? 

''Who do you think you are kidding?'' My snarky subconscious questioned me. ''You know damn well why he affects you, I mean have you looked at him?! Anybody would want a piece of that''.   

"Are you done eye raping me love, if you are then let's eat?" He said with a grin. 

"I wasn't eye raping you." I stuttered again. 

"Ya sure you weren't," he said sarcastically. I didn't answer and just rolled my eyes at him.

We walked towards the bar stool near the counter and I sat down while he took out two plates from those gorgeous counters and served the pasta he had cooked.

It smells delicious! And looks, too.

He placed one plate in front of me and the other in front of him. 

"Let's eat." he said, and I hummed in answer. 

I started digging into the delicious pasta.

"You have something on your face." He said, and I stopped eating. 

"See if you are eating then there's no way that you won't get food on your face and if you don't get food on your face, then you aren't eating properly!" I said dramatically. 

He laughed and hearing his laugh made me laugh too.

As he leaned towards me I caught my breath and he wiped the red sauce from my lips and then he licked his finger. 

He was so close! 

After completing our meal, he stood up from his table and took my empty plate because I was sitting there as if I was stuck to that chair and couldn't move.

I was left startled by his act when his finger touched my lips I was..... I was just lost in him and there was a tingling sensation all over my body. His deep grey eyes were boring into mine. 

After doing dishes, Bryce headed towards the living room and sat near me on the sofa. 

 "Where are your parents?" I asked. 

"They don't live here." He said while turning towards me. 

"What?!" I exclaimed. 

"So are we two going to live alone in the house?" I added further. 

"Yes, love," he said with a wide grin. 

Oh, Jesus, what am I going to do now?

''Get a piece of that.'' My subconscious said matter-of-factly. 

I just want the ground to engulf me!!! 

"Do you want to watch something?" He asked.

"Yeah sure." I answered 

If his parents don't live here, then why does he want to live in the same room with me? 

"Maybe he likes you?'' My subconscious queered.

No, that's not it. It is just because of our marriage arrangement. 

We ended up arguing on what to watch, and between Friends and Annabelle (which was Bryce's pick), Annabelle ended up winning because Mr. Egoistic's ego was too fragile to hurt. 

Damn it! Could this day get any worse?

I hate horror movies, I can't sleep alone after watching horror movies. Whenever I watch a horror movie, all the incidents from my past circle my mind again, and then I can't sleep alone.

 I always fear that she will come again.

After the movie ended we headed towards the bedroom and I had my hand wrapped around his arm the entire time. 

After getting into the room, Bryce grabbed a pillow and a blanket. 

"Bryce where are you going?" I questioned, still stuttering from fear.

"I am sleeping on the sofa." He answered. 

"Nooo." I screamed. 

"What happened love? Are you okay?" He questioned care lacing from his voice. 

"Please sleep with me," I said with a pleading voice. 

"Okay love, I will." He agreed and dropped the pillow and the blanket back on the bed. 

We both slept on the bed, his arms were around me pulling me close to him. 

My back was touching his hard chest.

He had grabbed me so tight that I couldn't get out of it. Not that I wanted to get out of it. 

I just felt safe in his arms. 

"Good night, love." He said as he kissed the back of my head. 

I hummed in response, and I didn't know when the sleep took over me. 

......

I woke up feeling someone's breath fanning over my face. 

I slowly opened my eyes and was drooling by the sight. 

There laid Bryce near me, with his messy hair all over his face. He looked like a small boy sleeping peacefully after playing for hours straight.

He looked so beautiful, even while sleeping.

I tried to get up without waking him up, but I failed as his arms tightly engulfed me. 

My palms were on his chest, and his legs were on my thighs. 

Our faces were so close that if I moved an inch, we would probably kiss. 

Bryce moved a bit and..... 

OUR LIPS MET. 

He slowly opened his eyes and his eyes got wide when he got to know that our lips were touching. 

His lips are so soft. 

I didn't even retort; I was happily kissing him. 

Actually, we weren't kissing, it's just our lips touched. 

I tried to calm myself down. 

We both didn't move for about 15 seconds, our eyes boring into each other. 

We both got into our senses and parted away. 

I was blushing hard, and I was sure that my cheeks had turned bright red. 

I got up and headed towards the bathroom without looking back or uttering a single word. 

Because I know if I would look back then he would get to know what he does to me.