Can we pretend my 2 week absence never happened? I had finals and I'm finally on Winter Break! Like I said I had finals and I had some personal things going on but this is part 1 of a triple update this week so check back here for Chapter 4 and Chapter 2 in my other story in progress Stargazer.
This chapter absolutely sucks but the plot picks up soon. This story should be done right after the new year. Roughly about 10 chapters, maybe more.
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Between purple eyes and coffee
Chapter 3- snow and ice
Large hands were gripping my waist and pulling me close as I yawned widely and opened my eyes carefully.
Chase grinned at my oh-so-sexy morning face. I could feel the makeup smudges around my eyes and quickly hid my face in his chest.
"Good Morning" he whispered huskily into my ear, shooting chills up my spine. I let out a loud yawn as I stretched and rose out if bed; popping my back and stretching my arms above my head.
"All that popping does not sound healthy" I heard Chase get out of bed behind me and walk out into the kitchen. I looked at the small alarm clock on the night stand. 6:27 am
Good so I can eat breakfast here, get back home and change and drive to work and be there by 8. I followed Chase down the hall, yawning once again. I stopped at the bathroom and washed my face and smoothed down my wild hair.
I walked into the kitchen to see Chase sorting through a small stack of mail. He looked up once I entered.
"What do you want for breakfast?" He asked as I sat on a bar stool in front of the small island in is kitchen.
"I'll eat whatever you think sounds good." I replied fighting off yet another yawn.
"Ok! today feels like a blueberry pancake kinda day" he answered getting the necessary ingredients out and mixing them together.
"Next time I'm cooking you breakfast." I said; joining him by the stove to watch him cook.
"Next time?" He asked looking over at me.
"Don't play dumb with me chef." I smirked as he tried not to smile. He leaned over from his mixing and kissed my cheek. My entire face felt as though it had been lit on fire as a dark blush graced my pale skin.
"That's adorable." He commented pouring some batter onto the pan and poking at it.
"What's got you so cheeky this morning?" I asked returning to my seat at the barstool. Chase turned away from the bubbling pancake and pointed his spatula at me.
"You are staying the night more often. I had the best night sleep and I have all this extra energy." He stated returning to the pancakes on the stovetop. I blushed again and cracked a smile.
"Maybe you can use all this extra energy to be nicer to people." I muttered slightly under my breath.
"I am nice to people!" Chase yelled but I could hear the humor in his voice. I walked back over to the stove and began searching for plates.
"You and Kathy fight like cats and dogs!" I yelled back going over to him and shoving his shoulder playfully.
"That blonde never leaves me the hell alone. I come in to Aloe order my drink and sit and talk with you and she- ah! Just gets under my skin!" He complained, fidgeting with the spatula.
I finally found the cabinet with plates and pulled out 2 and took some pancakes off the finished stack; pausing to stick my tongue out at Chase.
"Who's immature now?" He commented; turning the burner off and joining me at his small table off to the side of the kitchen. After we finished eating, I changed and walked back down the hall to find my shoes to see Chase cleaning up in the kitchen.
"Ready to go?" He asked pulling his beige coat on.
"What do you mean? I was going to walk home. It's only a couple blocks." I turned my head at him questionably.
"Nonsense. I'm driving you home." Before I could protest, Chase had hooked his arm around mine and led me into the elevator.
When the doors opened on the 1st floor, we were greeted by a short, orange haired girl wearing a frilly apron and dress. Her hair was straight but stuck around her face and had some random looking dreads on the side, which I assumed were braids at some point.
"Chase!" The gel squealed pulling him away from me and hugging him tightly. He shot me a 'help me' kinda look and I cleared my throat loudly.
"Aww who's this? Your maid?" The girl asked rudely. I huffed and put my hands on my hips. Before I could argue back, Chase stopped me by putting his hand up.
"Angela, this is Maya. She lives on the floor below me with her mother and father. She's 18 but looks 12, I know." Chase introduced us and I smiled but it was completely fake.
"Maya, this is Angela. My girlfriend." He words would have made me spit take had I been drinking something.
Girlfriend?!
My eyes widen and so did Maya's. Maya stamped her foot on the ground angrily.
"Chase?! What do you mean girlfriend?! We are meant to be!" Chase led her into the elevator and pressed the button for her floor. Before she had time to react, the doors closed while she was mid-sentence. I snorted and laughed.
"Who was she?!" I laughed at her child-like behavior.
"Yolanda's granddaughter. We basically grew up together, sorta. Her parents bought Waterbridge about 15 years ago." I shook my head and followed him outside.
The automatic doors slid open revealing white. White everywhere you looked. There must be at least a foot of snow on the ground and the cars. I took a hesitant step onto the shoveled side walk and sighed. I hate winter. With a passion.
I followed Chase down the small cutout of a side walk as he searched for his car hidden under the thick snow. I stepped onto the blacktop and my feet flew right out from under me as I slid on a patch of ice.
"Son of a bitch!" I screamed as pain on my butt all the way down my legs hit. Chase turned at the sound me slipping and quickly helped me up.
"God damn are you alright love? I should have helped you, the ice is thick here" he apologized wrapping an arm around my waist to hold me up.
"Fucking evil snow and ice." I hissed and I painfully walked next to him as he found his car.
"You got that right. Fuck, are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah I think it just scared me more than anything" I answered.
After we both scraped and wiped snow and ice off of the car, I could see the car more clearly.
It was a 2 door silver car with an almost sports car kinda look and darkly tinted windows.
Once inside the car, I looked over at Chase as he pinned some small bobby pins into his messy, peachy hair.
"What in the hell are you doing?" I asked as he looked over at me. The clips held all the hair out of his face making his purple hues pierce me like a sword. I chewed my bottoms lip.
"Whenever I don't feel like styling my hair to stay out of my face, I just pin it back. It's easier. Do I look stupid or something?" He asked, touching his hair like a teenage girl.
"No, it's sexy." I said without hesitation, winking at him. His face turned 50 shades of red. I laughed at my own analogy.
"We're you serious about telling Maya I was your girlfriend?" I asked as he started the engine.
"Yes. Dead serious." He replied looking over at me again. I grinned and kissed him on the cheek.
He smirked and turned onto the slightly busy street. Rush hour wasn't as bad as usual but it would only get worse as the holidays approached.
We sat in comfortable silence for most of the ride. Chase placed his hand on the glovebox as I put my hand in his. I looked up at him as he focused on driving through the narrow city street and squeezed his hand. He smiled and squeezed back.
When we finally reached my flat, I unfortunately had to release my hand from his. He pouted.
"I get off work at 5, I'll call you." He said, breaking the comforting silence of our drive.
"You can come over for dinner. And sleep here if you want." I shrugged in the comfortable leather seat.
Chase once again raises his eyebrows and gave me a flirty look. I blushed and covered my face.
"Hey, I'm just joking Angie." His accent sent goosebumps crawling across my skin. A feeling I could get used to.
I opened my eyes to reveal his face was close to mine. I didn't hesitate to put my hands gently on his cheeks and mash my lips to his. His arm quickly found a place around my neck as the other he used to scoot closer to me as best as possible in the small space.
I opened my mouth as our hot breaths intertwined. He pulled back and rubbed my face affectionately.
"You're going to be late for work, love." He muttered. I hated to leave him, but I had to go. I climbed out of his car and waved goodbye; the remnants of our kiss lingering on my lips.
