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Chapter 3
I bought them for you
—So… how many people? – Asked Chelsea after she kicked Vaughn out off her room and dressed up.
—How many people what? – Said Vaughn, still rubbing his back (where he was kicked). The image of the half naked Chelsea was going around his mind.
—How many people have seen me with these? Hey, pay attention! – Vaughn wasn't looking into her eyes while she was talking, that made her really mad
—Uh? – He wasn't really concentrated on paying attention to her – me… Duh…
—Don't duh me! – Chelsea pushed Vaughn – So… no one else
—Well… two more people… - Said Vaughn and Chelsea grabbed him by the collar.
—Who?
—Pierre and Sabrina – Said Vaughn quickly, Chelsea released him and took a deep breath – Don't worry, they said they would keep it secret.
—Which pajama I was wearing when Pierre saw me?
—Nurse.
OOO
Past after pajamas:
It happened a week after Vaughn bought the pajamas. It was one of the best weeks he had in a long time. Monday and Tuesday it was police girl, awesome. Wednesday and Thursday it was the red gown, hot! Nice panties. Friday and Saturday it was the black gown, this is heaven. And Sunday it was the nurse outfit, just magical.
Now it was Monday again, it was early in the morning and Vaughn was preparing breakfast; he couldn't help but stare at Chelsea who was sitting on her couch with that hot nurse themed pajama on. The perfect week was turning into a nightmare, he wanted to do more than looking, but… hell… he couldn't.
Then, everything got worse. That day was harvest time and some of the cucumber plants were ready. If Vaughn knew he would be suffering like this he wouldn't have agreed on letting Chelsea help with the harvest. Every time she picked one of the cucumbers, he had to hit himself on the face to concentrate on something else. He couldn't believe he was thinking badly of cucumbers…
Finally, the day was over and they returned to the house. Chelsea changed to her nurse pajamas and Vaughn decided to take a cold shower. When he got out the bathroom he got petrified when he saw the scene in front of him. There was Pierre in the living room, talking with Chelsea; but that wasn't what scared Vaughn; it was the look in Pierre's eyes… he was furious. After a while, Chelsea went to sleep.
—So… you bought those pajamas to my little cute sister – Ironically (because of his height) Pierre considered Chelsea as a little sister. He sometimes came to the farm to search for good ingredients.
—What if I did…?
—I know your feelings Vaughn… but you shouldn't take advantage of her while she is blind…
—I'm not… her old pajamas were is bad shape… I just bought her new ones – Vaughn was… scared? It was the first time he saw Pierre this serious.
—You… you don't understand? – Pierre got close to him – Vaughn. If you touch one hair of my dear little sister, you will be in deep shit – This, he told him in his usual cheery voice, but that just made it scarier. Vaughn nodded and Pierre left with some cucumbers.
OOO
Chelsea gasped. His dear older brother saw her like that… she hoped he didn't think she was a pervert…
—And Sabrina? – Chelsea was trying to calm herself; she didn't want to worsen her condition.
—Red nightgown.
OOO
Past after Pierre:
That was scary, really scary. The memory of Pierre's visit helped him to forget about doing more than looking and maybe that was for the best.
—I can't believe I'm scared of a dwarf…
—What? – Said Chelsea confused. That night, she was using the red nightgown again – Is the Chucky movie on tv? – this was a serious question. She really wanted to see that movie…
—No – He said dryly, trying to look away.
Someone knocked the door and before Vaughn could eve gasp the situation, Chelsea went to open it.
—Chel…! – Said a voice Vaughn knew well. It was Sabrina, his old crush before he knew Chels.
He quickly went to the front door and dragged Sabrina in.
—Am I interrupting something? – Said Sabrina after Vaughn closed the front door.
—No? – answered Chelsea
—But… - Sabrina looked at Vaughn who was trying to communicate with her by signs.
—Chels, I think she is thirsty, could you please bring her water? – Said Vaughn and Chelsea started to get suspicious by this weird polite way of speaking.
—Yeah… sure… - Chelsea started walking slowly to the kitchen, touching the stuff at her sides to guide her there.
—Don't say anything…
—So… she doesn't know…
—That's right, I didn't think it was bad until Pierre's visit the other day – he said in a whisper.
—Look, Vaughn… I don't know what kind of education you received, but this is wrong.
—Please…
—Very well… only this time… - Sabrina sighted.
—So, why did you come this late in the night? – Asked Chelsea who just returned with a glass of water.
—Ah yes! I'm getting married Chels! – Sabrina quickly forgot about the incident – Mark proposed to me after our date tonight!
—Oh my god! Congrats – The girls hugged and talked about girls stuff.
OOO
—Why Vaughn? why did you buy me these things? – Fire on her eyes.
—Hump… I thought they would fit you – Vaughn with his usual poker face
—Do you think I'm a whore or something? – She was prepared to kick him where it hurt more.
—I think… you are beautiful – He said dryly and honest.