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Confessions of a Potter Princess XIII
KNOCK, KNOCK
"Go away I'm working…naked" I called out to whoever was knocking on the door of my design studio, a spare bedroom in mine and Colton's flat.
"That's supposed to keep me away" came the smooth baritone of Colton's voice.
"Sorry, I thought you were my mum or brothers or something. They just won't stop pestering me" I said getting up from my sketching table and opening the door.
"I don't know what's worse. The fact that you thought I was Aunt Ginny or that your not actually naked" he said casually sitting down on the soft leather chaise lounge.
"Very funny, like you weren't looking while I was in the shower this morning." I said my white flippy tennis skirt riding up over my long legs as I lay down on top of him so that my head rested against his soft dark denim-laden legs.
"Don't flatter yourself. Anyway, I have to go to this business party thing tomorrow night. Do you want to go?"
"What, are all your girlfriends at New York Fashion Week?" I quipped sarcastically
"It just so happens, that I invited you because you've been working too hard lately on your show for Paris Fashion Week"
"Ok, fine I'll go" I said sighing "Besides I owe you one or two or…ten" I sat up and turned to face him. I felt like I still hadn't really apologized for being so crazy in the past few months.
"Hey, I've already told you, you don't owe me anything, all I want is your happiness" he said kissing me on the cheek tenderly.
He pulls back slowly and with our faces still practically touching I can't help myself; I lean into him inhaling his clean woodsy scent and kiss him deeply without a second thought.
When I pull back a few seconds later I try to find some expression in those gleaming amber eyes but before I even get the chance he slips one hand into my silky red locks and pulls me closer to him for another kiss. This time it's not so polite, less of a thank you and more of an "I want you", as lame as that sounds. I feel something I haven't felt in a long time as we kiss. A true unadulterated connection.
I reach for the buttons on his shirt but he pulls my hands away.
"We can't" he whispers though not very convincingly
I ignore him and make toward his shirt again. I know him so well. I know he wants me. I can see it in his eyes and in the ways his hands are tensed clutching each of his wrists as if handcuffing himself.
"Charlotte" he whispers against my lips, a mix of desire and protest in his voice. His shirt falls away and my hands slide down to his waist and undo the buttons of his jeans. But, then he pulls away again.
"Charlotte, don't please, I just don't" he says but he sounds as if he's struggling to breath
"I'm sorry, I just thought-"I say a little taken aback. Nobody had ever turned me down like that before.
"No, I, I do. Oh Merlin, I do, but look maybe"
"Its okay, its' fine I get it"
"Maybe you should get some rest or something, take a nap, you've been working all day" he says getting up to leave. I pick up his shirt and as I hand it to him, I know that I just want him near me right now.
"Wait, stay, please, sleep with me. I mean, just stay with me, I don't want you to leave." He grabs the cashmere blanket off the back of the chaise and lies down next to me, the light, soft blanket floating down on top of us. His shirt lays forgotten on the floor.
"Charlotte, Charlotte, what the fuck?"
I groggily groan and squint against the light of the setting sun. Colton stirs beneath me slightly and I shush him back asleep, before turning to see who called my name. Delilah's standing at the foot of the chaise looking at the two of us completely in shock.
"Oh my god, Charlotte, you didn't-"she gasps, noticing Colton's bare chest and my crooked skirt.
"What- no, we were just, no, we were asleep" I said carefully picking up Colton's arm and sliding out from under his grasp.
"But he's not wearing a shirt"
"I know it looks crazier than it is, we just fell asleep" I said bashfully, I could feel the blush rising in my cheeks.
"I know that look, Charlotte, you can't honestly expect me to believe nothing happened."
"Okay well we sort of kissed, a lot, god he's a good kisser, I mean really no wonder he was always sought after in school." I said trailing off
"Wait what! You guys kissed, just randomly, or have you two been doing a lot more than just living together here in Paris."
"Shh, he's still asleep" I grabbed Delilah's hand and pulled her outside the door, closing it gently behind me.
"Well, tell me, what's up with you two"
"I don't know okay, I mean really, I couldn't explain it, I really felt something there, kind of like Rainier but different too, you know"
"So, are you going to do anything about it?"
"I don't know it only just happened, I mean we didn't have sex or anything, I wanted to, but he- he pulled away. I mean it's understandable, I kind of did just kiss him without a lot of warning, but it seemed like he wanted to, I just-"
"Charlotte, he definitely wanted to, I'm sure of it, but, come on, I don't really think that's it, there must be another reason why he said no, maybe he wants to wait."
"For what, we're not dating, we're not anything, and I mean we made out right, nothing more, I don't know."
"What if he does ask you out? I mean he might now."
"No, we can't not yet anyway"
"So you'll say no?"
"Well, no, yeah, I don't know."
"Charlotte, I don't know what happened with you two, and it's hard to say because he has just as many girls as you have boys, I just don't know, if it was just in the moment, remember that."
"I know, but there was something I could- never mind. So what's up anyway? I mean I know Colton and I are your best friends and everything, but you usually don't travel all the way from London just so we could chat about my love life."
"Oh right, well the whole half naked Colton thing distracted me, but anyway, Maxim and I are going away for a week, he's taking me to Morocco, of all places. It's absolutely gorgeous there, Mum showed me where Dad proposed to her, when we went ages ago while Dad was studying I don't rare magical fungus or something."
My Uncle Neville owned the internationally renowned herbology store Longbottom Botanical's in the hills above Hogsmeade. He had some of the most exotic, and most powerful plants in the world. He always traveled to strange places to find these plants too. Potion masters and garden experts came from all over the world to explore the vast greenhouse of striking foliage.
"Well that sounds like fun. You guys haven't had a lot of alone time lately, with him going all international and stuff"
"Yeah, but it's really weird a couple of days ago, my mum gave me all these things to ward off Wamboddles and Moroccan Friskers, don't ask, but I didn't know about the trip till yesterday."
I smiled to myself. Finally! I knew exactly was gong to happen during Maxim and Delilah's little Moroccan Adventure. It was in fact the thing Delilah's been dreaming about since they became well Maxim&Delilah.
"Well, before you leave I got to give you something." I snuck back into my studio, where Colton was still soundly asleep. Honestly that boy could sleep through anything!
I carefully slip off a light pink silk halter dress off a mannequin. I had just finished the garment and still had all of the patterns so it wasn't a big deal to make a new one. I just knew it would look sensational on Delilah.
"Wow that's gorgeous" Delilah said upon seeing the dress. Short and flowing with a deep low-cut back and delicate beading along the waist, it really was perfect for her and her petite stature.
"Take it, it's yours, just promise me you'll wear it in Morocco. Seriously, Maxim will drop dead when he sees you in it."
"Oh are you sure, it must have taken hours."
"It wasn't that bad, that's why I have a team of assistants, besides, you'll need it next week I promise you."
"Hey sleepyhead, your woke just in time for dinner, well sort of" I said as Colton finally appeared frommy studio and walked into the kitchen
"What, wait what time is it?" he said rubbing his amber eyes. His golden brown hair is tousled adorably and he still didn't have a shirt on.
"Like seven, honestly in the time you were asleep, I choreographed and picked the soundtrack for my show in a couple of weeks, and sent out the resort collection to more than a hundred stores all over the world. Oh, and before that Delilah came over."
"Dee was here. What'd she say?"
"Oh, just that her and Maxim are finally engaged"
"What!" he yelped in surprise
"Well, okay sort of, like in a week they will be"
"So he told her that in a week he's going to propose?" he said arching an eyebrow and sitting down at the kitchen table
"No, he's taking her to Morocco"
"And that means what-"
"Well, he knows she loves it there. Plus, her parents knew before she did which meant that he obviously asked for her hand in marriage first, and Uncle Neville proposed to Aunt Luna there"
"Yeah, I guess that makes sense"
"So, do you want canned soup, packaged soup or soup in a little carton thing for dinner?"
"Soup? I went shopping yesterday you know."
"Well, yeah but that's the only thing I know how to make"
"Here, let me help you. How about pasta? That's easy."
"Umm yeah, but do you remember the last time I tried to make toast"
"I told you, I'll help you."
"Uhh, fine"
Colton took out a box of pasta as well as a jar of marinara and a big black pot.
"Ok, now first fill the pot with water" I went to the sink and turned on the faucet so that the pot filled halfway.
"Now put it on the stove" I placed the pot on a burner.
"Now turn the stove on"
"Right, okay umm"
"This one" he said taking my hand and placing it on the stove knob. We turned it on together and he moved close behind me to grab the spaghetti box with his other hand. The closeness, not to mention his shirtless-ness sped up my heart beat and I wanted to kiss him, like I had before. But I knew that if anything was going to happen, he had to make the first move.
He opened the pasta box and poured it in the now boiling water reaching around me, practically hugging me and I felt so comfortable in his arm. When he pulled back to grab a spoon, I felt an instant pang of loss, and I had more than an inkling that he knew exactly what he was doing to me. I didn't know why I was so attracted to him lately, I admit that ever since I left Doillon I had been unusually horny, but still. This was Colton; we had practically taken baths together as little kids.
"Now take the spoon, and stir" he whispered into my ear, sending chills down my spine and placing the spoon in my hand and guiding it, swirling around the pasta.
"You know how I said we couldn't, before" he said softly turning me around so I was looking at him, our bodies touching, faces inches apart, "well, I was scared, I don't like wanting you, but I can't help it, so what do we do?"
"The only thing we can" I said reaching up and kissing him square on the mouth and before I knew it, I was being carried into his bedroom and just seconds later thrown on the bed. We kissed fiercely, adrenaline and desire coursing through our veins. Who knew if it was just tonight? Who knew if it was forever? This could have been anything.
He made me scream and moan and plead for more. I gasped and cried out in pleasure, being with him was so new and different and strange, but it couldn't have felt more natural.
When it was over, I didn't know what to think. We sat in his bed naked, his arm around me our clothes strewn around the room. We were silent for a long time and I could feel his heartbeat on my neck, our pulses mixing together, till they were one.
"So what does this mean?" He said after a long while
"I don't know, I mean you know I love you, you're my best friend, and maybe, maybe we could just be together like this sometimes. Kiss and hug and be together it doesn't have to mean anything" I said slowly, not really sure if I was making sense, but just saying things.
"Yeah it'll be completely harmless; no one will have to know"
"Yeah- well, except for Delilah, she kind of already knows"
"She's Dee, one of us would have told her anyway."
"This is definitely one of the strangest conversations I've ever had"
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