We were currently sitting in the cafeteria. Rebecca has been missing since the party night I guess. I haven't seen her around in a while and to be honest, I'm glad about it.
I mean, what girl would wanna see her boyfriend's ex, right?
Amy and Luke were talking and smiling about something. Blake's mood is quite off since morning and I don't know what has happened. I wish I could do something, though.
"Did something happen?" I asked him quietly. He looked at me and smiled softly before shaking his head.
"Nothing you gotta get worried about." He pecked my lips. I smiled and nodded.
"Hey, how about we have a weekend all to ourselves? We can do sleepovers." Amy suggested with a grin.
"That's cool. I could really use a break from everything." Blake said and I looked at him in surprise. It's the first time he agreed with Amy.
"Oh. But where?" Luke asked. There was a long pause before Blake spoke up again.
"Beach House? Or Lake House?" Blake asked.
"Lake House." Amy said and Luke agreed with her. Blake looked at me as if asking me what I think. I nodded my head in agreement and we settled on Lake House.
We were sitting in the field as it was our free period.
Blake was in his deep thoughts. I don't know what is up with him and I feel bad that I can't help him.
"Is there a problem?" I asked him for the hundredth time. He shook his head and didn't answer. "So there is a problem..." I stated.
"What makes you think that?" He asked.
"Firstly, you have been really quiet. Secondly, you agreed with Amy. Thirdly, I got only one kiss since morning that too was really short." I said. He turned to me and smirked.
"I can do something about the third one." He hooked his fingers in my jeans' belt loops and pulled me to him, crashing his lips on mine. I smiled into the kiss and pulled back. He tucked my hair behind my ear and smiled. "How about that?" I grinned.
"Not enough." I pulled his head down to my level and kissed him hard. He responded by kissing me the same. Our mouths fought for dominance but none of us were giving up. When we pulled back, we were breathing heavily.
But, still, I wanted more.
And I knew that I was ready.
So, I pulled back and stopped him from kissing me further. He frowned looking at me and I gave him an assuring smile. He kissed my forehead and smiled too.
"I'll pick you up around five so we can have today to ourselves and weekend with Amy and Luke, hmm?" He said.
"Sounds good. Let's get to our classes now. I want to get over with them." I sighed in exhaustion. He chuckled and walked me to my class.
After school, we went to our houses and packed our bags for the weekend. Blake came around five and we drove to his Lake House. The drive was quiet and peaceful. When we reached, I was really stunned with the view.
It had large windows over looking the mountains, fire pits with comfy chairs and a couch to cuddle on. There were two bedrooms and a kitchen and two bathrooms. So far, I loved it.
I felt arms wrapping around waist from behind. I smiled as his chin rested on my shoulder.
"You like it?" He asked with smile and kissed my cheek. I nodded, grinning.
"I love it. I can live here forever." He chuckled.
"Good to know." We walked to the kitchen island. I sat on one of the stools while he went behind the island and wore an apron. I giggled at how he looked in an apron.
"What would you like to have?" He asked, leaning forward. I giggled and pecked his lips.
"Anything you would make." I said. He hummed and searched through some cabinets. He then took out some veggies and started cutting them. "Do you need some help?" I asked.
"Sure. Can you cut these for me?" He asked, pointing to the tomatoes and onions and chillies.
"Of course." I got up and started to cut the tomatoes.
"I'll be back in a bit." He said and walked away.
I walked to my bag and pulled out my phone. I saw if I had any text or messages.
Luke: See you tomorrow, buddy.
I smiled and replied with a yes. I then came back to the kitchen, only to see my Evelyn crying.
My eyes widened and I strode to her side, taking the knife from her hand, I pulled her in a hug.
"Why are you crying, baby? Did you cut yourselves or something?" I asked her, checking her hands. She sniffed first and then giggled. I looked at her in confusion.
"It's just the onions." She said with a smile. I sighed in relief.
"I think you should just sit aside. I'll do it." I said. She shook her head.
"I'm fine. I can do it." I agreed and then got to other work. A few minutes later, I heard her call.
"I think I cut myself." She said and I ran to her. Blood was dripping from her left hand's finger.
"Shit!" I cursed and took her to bathroom. I pulled out the first aid kit and took out the bandages and cotton.
"You don't need that. It's just a small, teeny tiny, little cut." She said with a frown. I shook my head and looked at her sternly.
"Just shut up now. From this second onwards, you're never ever ever going to step in the kitchen. Do you understand?" She pouted and glared at me right back. "Answer me, Lynne."
"Okay." She said with a sigh, knowing she won't win this. After nursing her cut, I went back to cooking while she sat there with a bored expression.
But at least she was safe.
Later we had dinner and then went to the bedroom to sleep.
As I was changing in some comfy clothes, I felt tiny arms wrapping around my torso and soon, a soft kiss was placed on my back.
I turned and saw my beauty standing there with an innocent yet sexy look. She locked her hands behind my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. It was a hard, passionate and fierce kiss.
She jumped and I caught her in time, making her wrap her legs around my waist. I turned her and pinned her to the wall, kissing her back. She moaned and I felt my lower self hardening.
"We should stop, Evelyn." I said breathlessly.
"Just a little more." She whined. I nodded and agreed, kissing her again.
I moved down to her neck, earning a moan from her. She then pulled me back to her mouth. I felt her hands traveling to the hem of my t-shirt and then under it, feeling my abs and chest.
It felt so good.
"You're killing me, Evelyn." I breathed against her mouth. But,
Then she tried to remove my shirt.
It's not that I didn't want it, I just wanted our first time to be magical.
"Eve—" she removed my shirt, her hands roaming on my bare skin as I continued kissing her.
"Blake...." She breathed.
I came back to my sense and pulled back, sighing heavily. She frowned at me and smashed her lips on mine.
"Baby, we need to stop." I tell her.
"We don't." She said.
"We have to or I couldn't control myself."
"I'm not telling you to control yourself, Blake. I need you, now. And I'm ready for you. I love you." I looked at her for a moment, then,
I picked her up and carried to the bed.