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"Well he is going to need medical assistance to fix his face"
"Chloe?" Hey wake up" a voice said, interrupting my beautiful dream.
"Ugh! I am going to kick her if she doesn't wake up. Wait better yet! Derek! Your wife doesn't want to wake up! Maybe you should come kiss her awake. I bet she would love that" said a familiar voice.
I roll over, hoping that the people trying to wake me up would get the hint and go away. I just wanted to continue my dream and sleep. Is that too much to ask?
"Liz, I am going to kick her in 10 seconds if she doesn't wake up." The slightly annoyed voiced said while hovering over my extremely annoyed body.
"Tori, that's mean. I think she would prefer to be tickled awake." The other voice countered
Are they seriously arguing over the method that they should use to destroy my happy place? Oh come on. Just go away and let me sleep. Then I decided to cut their argument short by opening one eye. And of course I see that it was Liz and Tori who were attempting to wake me up for some unknown reason. They better have a legit reason.
"Hey! You're awake! Finally" Liz exclaimed excitedly
"Huh? Yeah. What are you guys doing here? It's -"I turn around and look at my alarm, just to see that it was 10 am in the morning. "- 10 in the morning" I continued
"Well, we taught you might not know how to dress for Derek's match, so we came over bright and early to help since everyone is going to be looking out for Mrs Souza." Liz said
"His thing is today?" I said, shocked
Liz laughed and Tori rolled her eyes at my incompetent memory. "Yes. It is." Liz finally said
"Okay everyone is down stairs eating breakfast. How about you go take a shower, put on some sweats and come down. Eat breakfast then we can get to the clothing stuff." Liz continued
I nodded and started to get up as Tori and Liz exited my room, while Tori made so comment about how I better have good taste because marrying Derek proved otherwise.
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"Derek if you touch my bacon, I will chop off your fingers!" I heard Tori yell as I descended from the stairs. I walked into the kitchen to see the Derek, Tori, Simon, Liz, and Kit sitting all around the kitchen eating completely different things.
"Morning" Simon said as he shot me a cheeky smile.
"Morning" I replied with a little smile back
"Oh just ignore the rest of us, including your husband" Tori said rudely
"I wasn't ignoring you or anyone. I was responding to Simon's greeting" I said bleakly, walking over to get some cereal and milk.
"Whatever. Call me when you're ready for your makeover" She said as she walked out of the kitchen with a bagel in her hand.
Makeover? They are supposed to be helping dress up for Derek's match. Speaking of Derek.
"Okay. My friends Amber and Melissa are going to be there too" I say as I put the last spoonful of cereal into my mouth.
"Chloe, are you ready now? You are taking too long. Give Derek a smooch for good luck and come on." Liz said excitedly
I look at Simon with a confused look on my face.
"You have to meet us there because I am not going to wait for you guys to pick your clothing and etc." Derek said as he ate the last piece of bacon.
"Oh. When does your fight start?" I asked Derek without looking him straight in the eye. I refuse to look at Derek because every time I do, I think of him kissing my lips, wrapping his hand around my waist.
"Starts at 3 but I need to be there by 1 because there a whole lotta crap I have to sign for." Derek answered without looking at me.
"Oh and here" Derek said as he put a rectangle box in front of me.
"That's yours." He continued
"What is it?" I asked a little scared that he was trying to kill me or more probably squirt me with some unknown liquid.
"Why don't you try opening it?" Derek retorted
I open the rectangle box and I looked at the thing inside and I am looking straight at an Apple Ipad. I look at Derek with confusion, why did he decide to buy me and Ipad? I am still going to torture him.
"So you can quit hugging mine. And Liz and Tori think you need to be able to feed your vicious fans information. So have fun" Derek said with a smirk on his face. Why was he smirking?
"Thank you." I say as I pick up the Ipad and turn it on. And I try not to get too excited
"Everything is already loaded on there and it's ready to use." Simon added cheerfully
"Chloe!" Tori and Liz yelled in unison from the living room.
"Well I have to go I guess. See you at your match" I say as I get up from the chair and put my plate into the sink.
"Yup. See you then." Derek responded
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"Okay, Chloe, first things first you have to choose your hair style." Liz said as grabbed my new Ipad.
"I am going to show you the hair styles me and Tori narrowed it down to. Then you can choose which ever you want. I am trying to give you a little bit of say over your outfit for today." She continued
I looked at Tori and saw that she was empting out a little suit case of supplies. Everything from hair dryers, to combs and brushes, to a giant bag of makeup, a case of nail polish, hair curlers, straighteners, and a bag that seemed to be filled with mislanccous things like cotton swabs and cotton balls.
"What is all that for? I don't need a makeover; I know how to dress myself." I say while I felt my mouth pushed to a pout.
"We aren't saying you can't dress yourself, we have seen you dress and you have a pretty good taste in clothes. Also it could be a way for all of us to bond as sisters. But we thought you might not know what to wear to the match so we decided to help, and we don't do things half way." Liz said as she handed me back my Ipad.
"So just chose the hair you want, and close your eyes and relax and trust us." I looked at her doubtfully
"Well at least me" she added
"Yes, trust us." Tori said as she rubbed her hand in way she probably thinks is menacingly evil. I thought otherwise.
I swallowed hard and nodded as Liz smiled her big bright Lizzy smile at me. I close my eyes and relax into the chair. I didn't want to sit here, I would start to think about things I have been trying to ignore for a while now, like Aunt Lauren and my dad who I haven't told that I am married. But I know that he probably already knows but he hasn't called me yet so maybe he doesn't.
"Go to your happy place. We'll be done before you know it." Liz cooed into my ear
"Wait, am I going to heels?" I ask nervously. I have worn heels before, tons of times but I can be a huge clutz sometimes. I can trip on air, which is not good when wearing heels.
"No…" Liz said, "You're wearing sneakers" she added
"Who wears heels to an MMA fight? You're not that popular sister-in-law." Tori said as she stripped of her jacket.
I close my eyes again and pray that Liz doesn't let Tori screw with me. Again.
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"Okay Chloe, you can open your eyes now." Liz said for the 6rd time in the last 3 hours. Napped and woke again then went back to sleep while they both worked around me. At one point, I hear d Tori arguing with Liz about which varsity jacket goes with the top they picked out. Each time they picked an outfit complete with shoes and accessories, they woke me and made me wear it to see how it looks on me and if I liked it or not. They both also didn't like some of the outfits after I put them on, Tori making comments like "That's so not for her. No, no. Try the halter one. Let's hope one of these outfits look half decent. Though I bet I would look smoking in all of them." So far the outfits have either been too explosive which elevates my self-consciousness and I felt like I looked like a twig in them or they were to flashy for the event we were going to.
I opened my eyes to see myself in tan skinnies, a white cropped tank top with a black and white varsity jacket paired with black sneakers. I looked at the mirror Liz handed me and saw my hair and my wedding ring. I liked the outfit.
"Well do you like it?" Liz asked from behind me
"Yes I do, a lot actually." I said as I spun around to see the whole outfit.
"Well great, now give me and Tori 5 minutes to change into our clothes and we will be on our way." Liz said as she grabbed Tori and they bounced into the bathroom. 5 minutes later, they both bounced out of the bathroom in their outfits. Tori came out in blue shorts with a black tank top and a blazer, paired with gray boots. Liz came out in black shorts and a blue bralet top, topped with a blue jean jacket and blue chucks.
Wow. They looked awesome and I probably look like a stick in pants next to them.
"Chloe, you look sports chic and sexy at the same time." Liz said excitedly
"Thanks" I say as I blush at the thought of me being sexy.
"Well if you two are done complimenting each other, and totally ignoring the hot stuff that I am, I would like to get going to my brother and your husband's match." Tori said, finally speaking for the first time in a while.
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Tori was driving since she insisted, Liz and I decided to avoid the argument and just let her have her way. We drove for about 45 minutes, in that time Liz and Tori interrogated me. Mostly Tori, honestly, I think even though Tori pretends to hate her brother, she loves him more than she is willing to admit. She obviously care about who he married and woke up to in the morning. Tori asked me what I do for a living and I noticed that she didn't roll her eyes when I said I was currently a waiter. Eventually we arrived at the place, and we could see lines of people trying to get in. I saw Liz reach into her bag and hand me a pass, hooked to a neck chain.
"What's this?" I ask curiously
"Back stage pass, you need it to be back stage at any time during the day. Oh and Chloe when we get in there and you see Derek try to be a little affectionate because only our family knows about the marriage thing. Okay? So it's gonna look weird if you're supposed to love him and all yet you show zero public display of affection. " Liz explained. "Wasn't the picture enough public display of affection?" I whined. "Anyone can fake a kiss and take a picture." Tori said as she winked at me. Oh god, I suddenly realized why Tori has been almost completely silent all day. She was anticipating torturing me with Derek and vice versa. "You don't have to kiss him on the lips. Again." Liz explained "Just maybe a kiss on the cheek or an affectionate hug." She continued. This is going to be great, just awesome. Stupid Vegas.
Tori pulled in a parking lot and pulled into a spot that had a reserved sign on the floor. I looked at the crowds of people only to realize that we have to go through the crowds of people standing at the door and giving their tickets. I looked at Liz and Tori as we exited the car. I followed them as they walked over to the ticket booth and entrance. I lagged behind because I am seriously nervous. I don't know what to expect, they could be paparazzi here again. Simon and Kit told me that they would be an exceptional amount here today because of me. Liz slowed her walking and put her arm around me and said, "Chloe, don't be nervous. The press isn't stupid enough to touch you and you have us to protect you. They are all just overly curious. Not that I blame them, no one really thought Derek would ever get married. Like ever. It was out of the blue so they all want the first picture of Mrs. Souza at her husband's match."
We walked past the crowd of people and headed straight for the entrance that was laced with entrance workers and cops. As we walked past, we heard a lot of yelling. I am pretty show, I heard someone say "Omigosh, it's her! I told you she would come. Now you owe 5 bucks douche." I quickened my pace and when we reached the entrance, we showed the guy our pass and he motioned for us to go in. As we walked in, the noise died down a little. We turned the corner and we facing a black door with a huge guy standing in front of it in a protective way. Who the hell was he? He better not be a body guard. Derek is the last person who needs a body guard, I mean come on, he rearranges people's face for a living.
The guard saw Tori and opened the door that had the letters "Souza" on it for her. He looked at me and nodded for me to head in. We walked into the room, that I am assuming is a dressing room, and it was awesome. It had a huge table that had all sorts of food on it; from healthy to the ones that will help increase your chances of developing diabetes which Derek doesn't eat.
"Chloe!"
I turned around to see Simon waving at me like a mad man from across the room on secular couch that faced the TV. I laughed and answered "Hi Simon".
I walked over to where he was sitting and saw that Liz had already pounced on his lap. I looked around and there was no sign of Derek anywhere.
"Welcome to the Souza pre-match cave." Simon said proudly
"Thanks. It's very cavey. Urm…where's Derek?" I ask, since I supposed to be all cutesy, I might as know where the evil bastard is hiding.
"Oh. He is getting dressed and talking to Dad and Andrew." Simon answered as he poked Liz waist and Liz jumps and punches his arm. It looked like it hurt based on the look on Simon's face.
"Who's Andrew?" I asked as I grab a snickers bar from the table and walked over to sit down.
"Oh that's Derek's coach. Well actually the head coach. He has different coaches for each fighting style." Simon answered
"Oh" I answer, because I didn't know what else to say. So now I know more about Derek, he is a constructional worker who uses people's face instead of the ground, and he has multiple coaches who teach him how to do it well. Just great.
A door I hadn't noticed before opened and out came Derek with no shirt on. Like zero. None. All he had on were shorts and sneakers. He had the gloves tied together and swung over his shoulder. I look –stare- at him till he notices me. He just gives me a little smile; a huge smirk erased that cute little smile. Then I realized what he was smirking at. He must have been told about the public display of affection thing, and now he was wanting for me to initiate it. Why me? He is already standing.
Why are you arguing with yourself? He can't ready your mind idiot.
I know! I looked at Liz and she gave me a nod. I sighed, got up and walked over to Derek. I realized that I needed to make this believable so I put my hand around his neck and hugged him; I felt his hands slip around my waist and lift me off the ground. I smiled a little at that. I kept hugging him and I whispered quickly "I dislike you in ways you will never understand." Into the crook of his neck, knowing he would hear me.
"Really? Your obvious staring would prove otherwise princess" He whispered back
"Hey princess" Derek said louder, as he put me back down on my foot.
"Hi. Der-bear" I say, still keeping my hands on his shoulder. I am going make this unbearably cute and embarrassing for him.
"No nicknames. I thought we agreed on that." He said as he let go off my waist.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I say with a smirk
Derek just rolls his eyes at me. Then he looks at the man who came out of the door after he did, "Chloe meet Andrew. Andrew, this is Chloe. My uh-uh wife." He said, while sounding unsure at the end of his sentence.
Andrew extended his hand at me, and took mine in his, "Nice to finally meet you." He said.
Everyone got up and grabbed some food from the table. I am assuming there are getting snack for the match.
"Give your husband a kiss good luck and you guys have got to go take you seats. The match starts in 5 minutes and we need to be stationed." Andrew said as he put his hands on Derek's shoulder. I picked up my cross body bag from the couch and just stared at the big fat smirk on Derek's face. I sighed and walked up to him, kissed two of my fingers and pressed it to his lips. Ha! I outsmarted the smart-ass.
"What kind of kiss is that?" Derek said against my fingers.
"Shush. It's called a butterfly kiss." I lied smoothly
'Oh come on. Don't be shy Chloe. You guys have done much worse. So just kiss him and lets go." Simon said as he elbowed Liz knowingly. I sighed, this wasn't fair, and Derek doesn't want to kiss me anymore than I want to kiss him.
"I think we should go to our seats, Derek can kiss me later when he finishes his match." I said quickly in panic of having to kiss Derek. Again. Without intoxication.
Derek laughed and waved us away. We left the room and made our way to our premium sits. As I walked towards my seat, I saw a familiar red head sitting next to a girl with jet black hair. As I walked towards the sit that was supposed to be for Amber and Melissa, Amber turned around and screamed my name "Chloe!" I flinched at how easily the stadium carried and echoed her voice. Tori, Liz, and Simon sat down next to me as I greeted Amber and Melissa.
"Dude, our tickets are awesome. Thanks Chloe and thank your hubs for us." Melissa said excitedly
I laughed, and replied "I am glad you like them. And I will remember to thank him for you."
As the stadium started to get filled with people, an announcer said "Welcome MMA fans to round one of the New York state MMA tournaments." And the crowd went wild; I looked around saw kids, adults, and old people. I saw people holding posters and going crazy.
"In the red corner is Ramon Ramirez!" The announcer said into his enormous mike
Out came Ramon Ramirez, pouncing up and down as he made his way to his corner with his crew trailing right behind me. Ramon walked over to his cornered turned around flexed his muscles and waved at his fans who were cheering very loudly. I looked at Tori who just rolled her eyes at Ramon and said "Derek is going to beat the crap out of that not-so-pretty face of his."
"In the blue corner, our current champion Derek Souza! " The announcer said once again
And out came the lovely person that I married under the influence of alcohol. Unlike Ramon who came out, and his enormous ego was oozing off him, Derek was calm and he just walked to his blue corner and took off his shirt. I looked at Melissa and she was ogling him, and she was making it too obvious.
"That boy is so toned. Did it get hotter in here?" I heard from behind me. I was afraid to turn around but whoever it was didn't sound like someone our age.
"Now it is time for the fight you have all been waiting for. Good luck to both fighters! Now Lets Rumble!"
Derek and Ramon walked to the center of the ring, both stopped and touched gloves. And then the referee touched both their shoulders and moved back, started walking around the ring, and staring at each fighter intently. Derek and Ramon started walking around each other in circles; Ramon had a big fat smirk on his face that I know Derek is going to wipe off in a few seconds.
Ramon threw the first punch at Derek, which he ducked quickly but he didn't counter attack. However, I could imagine him giving Ramon a smart ass smirk. Ramon took a little step forward, Derek stepped back. Ramon threw another punch but this time he connected with Derek's shoulder, Derek didn't even flinch. Ramon attempted a roundhouse kick, in which he tried to kick Derek in the head. However Derek must have figured that out because he ducked and responded with a punch to Ramon's jaw. Ramon staggered back, touched his mouth and shot Derek an angry look, and then he tried to knee Derek in the face. In my opinion that was a stupid move since Derek just threw him off and Ramon landed on his back. Derek got down and started to pound Ramon. I kinda feel bad for Ramon, the force that Derek put behind the punches were visible, and you could feel the waves wash off Ramon's face. After about 15 seconds of facial reconstruction, Ramon finally threw Derek off him. Ramon got up and started to bounce towards Derek, who tried to upper cut Ramon but Ramon ducked it. Instead he threw a punch that connected with Derek chest, and I watched the person I am supposed to be married to stagger back in pain, I cringed inward.
That's going to leave a mark.
However, Derek recovers quickly and responded with punching Ramon square in the gut. Ramon doubles over in the pain and Derek gets down and starts round two of repeatedly punching Ramon in the head till the referee came over and pushed Derek away. Derek walked away and did a little bounce up and down. Ramon got up and tackled Derek to the ground, and started to punch Derek in the face. Derek covered his face with his arms, and threw Ramon off him. Then Derek and Ramon both recovered, but Ramon took advantage of that moment and punched Derek in the chest again. Repeatedly, after about 3 punches Derek got up did a full round house kick that landed straight on Ramon's nose and Ramon flew back in to the wall of the ring. Derek got up and ran over to Ramon and slammed Ramon's face into his knee and I flinched at the force Derek put behind the slam. Ramon's face started to bleed at the slam, Derek took the opportunity to throw about 5 combos to Ramon's abdomen. Then Derek did a back flip and kicked Ramon is the chest.
I watched Ramon fall to the ground, and then I realized that he passed out on the ground. The referee came over and started to count, "1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! Count out!" and the crowd went wild, I looked from side to side people were jumping up and down screaming Souza. The referee walked over to Derek and raised his hands up and said "The match goes to Souza!"
The match was over, Derek and his crew went to the dressing. And we were going to meet them there. We went in the dressing room and Derek was all changed. I looked at him and he caught my eye and winked at me, which lead me to roll my eyes because I knew he had to be hurt, even if it isn't much, but he took a lot of punches to the chest.
"Great match bro. Ramon was out like a light." Simon said as he patted Derek's back.
"Thanks, it took longer than I anticipated. He put up a good fight, but his flying kicks were useless." Derek said as he rubbed his chest, the spot Ramon had punched repeatedly.
"Congrats on your win Derek" Liz said as she wrapped her arms around Simon's waist.
"Eh, you could have done better." Tori said as she grabbed a bottle of water from the snacks table.
"Tori you're even worth the energy it would take me to respond to your comment." Derek said
I looked at Derek's face as Andrew examined his body for damages, and possible bruises. There were no bruises on his perfect face but by the way Derek's face scrunched up in pain when Andrew poked spot on his chest. Andrew confirmed what I suspected; Derek's chest was probably bruised or starting to bruise. At least that's the only part of him that hurts, although we can't say the same for Ramon who was out cold when Derek left the ring.
"Derek, when you get home take some painkillers for that chest. And Chloe put some ice on his chest. I am telling you to do it because Derek is going to try to down play the level of the pain. So make him put ice on it. The ice will slow the bruising, and buy some time for his body to heal quickly." Andrew said to me. I looked at Derek who just rolled his eyes and picked up his duffel bag. I nodded at Andrew since I was supposed to be married to him; I had to act the part.
Simon, Tori, and Liz all wanted to go out to eat but Derek shot the idea down like an enemy plane, saying he is tired and needs sleep. But a part me thinks he just can't wait to torture me at the house.
As we made our way towards the main exist of the stadium, I saw that many still haven't left. What the hell were they waiting for? Shit, they were waiting for Derek. And me.
Oh God.
Everyone noticed that Derek and I were walking towards the exist that when they started running and speed walking towards us. Then suddenly the guy who had been standing outside Derek's dressing room door was suddenly in front of us, using his hands to stop people from touching me or Derek.
"Derek, can I have your autograph?!"
"Omigosh! Derek! I love you!"
"Damn Souza! I can't believe you're taping that. Damn she's fine."
I heard a bunch of random people talking and yelling as we made our way to the entrance. Derek stopped midway and got down to the ground. I looked down to see Derek giving 3 little kids his autograph and smiling at them before handing them his back stage pass. I smiled at Derek as he got back up.
"What?" He asked me innocently
"Aww, you care about your little fans. You're a big softy." I say to him as I wrap my arm around his arm.
He snorted, "Whatever. You have no proof of such." He said as he leaned into me a little
When we got outside, we immediately swarmed by paparazzi who kept getting in our way.
"Hey Chloe, how is your marriage going?" I heard from the one on my left, who had taken about 15 picture in the last 10 seconds
"Damn Souza, you just keep getting all the girls. From Amber the model to Chloe's pretty little ass."
"Aw, look at the cute couple. Give us a little smile Chloe come on."
"So how long did you guys date before you got hitched or is the marriage a PR stunt to get Derek some good press? Is your marriage a sham Souza?"
Derek and I didn't answer, we just kept walking.
They kept taking pictures which led me to cling even harder to Derek's hand. AT one point while, we were walking to Derek's car, Derek actually unhinged my arm from his arm so he could put his arm around my waist and guided me into the passenger side of his car. When I was finally in the car, I sank into the sit in relief. I looked at Derek, he wasn't even fazed, and he just looked tired.
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"Derek just take the damned painkillers." I say frustrated. Andrew told me make sure he takes them and Derek is doing exactly what Andrew said he would.
"I don't need them." He says as he pushed the painkillers I put in his face, away.
I am about to give up, Derek is acting like a total man child just annoy me.
"Please take the pills Derek. I am begging you." I say out of desperation.
"Fine fine" Derek finally takes the pills.
"Will you leave me alone now?" Derek asked as he got up of the kitchen chair
"I can't yet. You have to ice your chest." I say as I hand him an ice pack.
"I don't want to, the painkillers will do fine. And isn't that your job princess?" He retorts
"Urm, no Andrew said to make sure you did it. So I'm doing as I was told." I reply
"Not. Andrew specially told you to do it because he thinks I am going to down play the leve of pain I'm in." Derek counters
"And I am sure Andrew would like to know that my new wife isn't taking care of me." He added
What the hell?
"Are you trying to black mail me?" I ask incredulously
"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about." Derek said shooting me an innocent look.
Derek turned on his heels and walked out of his kitchen. I know he was going to his room to probably sleep, but Andrew said we needed to slow down the bruising on his chest. Great, I have to ice it myself, and I have a feeling Derek wasn't going to let me do it easily.
I walked up to the bedrooms, made a sharp left and I was standing in front of the master bedroom. I knocked on the door. No answer, I know he is awake but he was putting up a fight. I turned the knob of the door, and thank god the door wasn't locked. I walk into the enormous room, looked around and spotted Derek lying down on a king size bed. I walk over and poke his shoulder; he rolls over to the other side of the bed.
Ugh, he is going to be difficult just because he wants to annoy me. The rich bastard.
"Derek just ice it for a few minutes then you can have your stupid nap. I don't want Andrew on my ass. Just do it, it's not that hard."
No response
I walked over to the other side of the bed and Derek attempted to roll away again. But this time I grabbed his arm, his eyes shot open.
"That's harassment and you just broke into my room. I should call the cops." He said
"Fine, whatever Derek, I will ice it just sit still for a few minutes then you can sleep till next week if you want." I say, trying to convincing.
"No thanks princess." As he yanked his hand from me and rolled to the other side of the bed. As I tried to walk to the other side, Derek rolled again. Okay this is getting annoying, I decided that Derek wants to play, and then I shall play with him.
I climbed on to the bed and chucked the ice pack at Derek's face, and it hit him square in the nose. And I couldn't help but burst into laughter when he shot me an annoyed look. Then Derek threw the ice pack across the room on to his couch, ugh! I got up picked up the ice pack. I stopped and looked at Derek who was now trying to sleep again. There was no way I could win this, even when he is half asleep, I would still lose miserably. Then I came up with an idea; all I needed was to keep Derek still for a few minutes, long enough to ice the stupid bruises.
I climbed on to the bed, poked Derek enough to annoy him into lying on his back. Then all I had to do was sit on him. I did and I wrapped my leg around his arm so he couldn't throw me or the ice pack off.
"What the heck on you doing?" He said as he realized that I wasn't going to give up that easily
Then before I responded to him, I twisted his arm, and then I quickly rearrange myself so that my knees were placed on the bed right next to Derek's body. I moved up so I was sitting on his stomach.
"This isn't going to work for you princess. Not only can I throw you off because you barely weight anything but your grip on my hand is like that of a five year old.
"You can try if you would like your faced slapped with ice." I say, with confidence because the scores have changed.
Score board: Derek: 3 Chloe: 2
Then suddenly Derek started smirking at me.
"What?" I said impatiently because he wasn't allowing me to enjoy my semi-victory
"You are sitting in a very compromising position." He said
"Compromising position? What the hell are you talking about?" I say
Then my brain clicked. If someone was to walk in Derek and I right now, they would assume we were doing something sexual, not trying to ice his face. That makes what I am about to say all the more awkward.
"Take your shirt off." I say as my face turned red
"Urm, no pervert." He responded
I grabbed the ice bag off the bed and shook it in his face. He sighed and did as I asked.
I swallowed as I looked as Derek toned stomach. He chucked his shirt on the couch across the room,
I looked down at Derek's abs, 6-pack to be specific. Jesus Christ, Derek's pants were too low. I could feel my face turning purple, that's when I realized I wasn't breathing. I wanted to run my hands down-
"Chloe, if you are done violating me with your eyes…." Derek said interrupting my fantasy
"I wasn't-
"Yeah sure. I bet you were turning red because that ice is really cold. Not because you were mentally raping me."
I did the most mature thing I could think of at the moment; I stuck my tongue out at Derek and put the ice on the bruised spot. Then suddenly Derek moved under me.
"W-w-what the h-hell are y-y-you doing?" I say flushed
"Getting comfortable while you rape me" He responded
I put both of my hands on the ice pack and push it against Derek's chest. And I fought myself with everything in me to resist the temptation to move my hand off the ice pack. I forced myself to keep my eyes on the ice pack. At least I tried. When that didn't work, I close my eyes. Suddenly I felt a hand on my thigh. I opened my eyes to see Derek drawing circles on my thigh, I watched for a second. Then Derek looked up and caught my eye, he didn't smirk or smile, he just stood there staring at me. Then I felt Derek's hand move up my thigh and straight to my lower back, where he started drawing circles again. My left hand slipped on the ice and on his stomach. I swallowed hard.
This isn't happening.
Derek's hand moved slowly up my back, and under my shirt. I jumped, startled by how cold his hand were. Derek's hands moved to the hook of my bra, he stopped but he didn't unhook it. Derek sat up but didn't break our eye contact. When he finally did, Derek looked down at my chest. He looked back up at me and then he looked at my lips. I felt my heart racing in my chest, as Derek kept drawing circles around my bra hook. Then he put his hands on my face and pulled me closer like he was going to kiss me. I could feel my heart racing, when Derek planted a kiss on the corner of my lips.
"Thanks for the ice princess and by the way, you do want me. You shouldn't have let me figure that out." He said as he grabbed me by my waist and put me on the bed and got up and walked into the bathroom with his barely on his waist pants.
What just happened?
He was teasing me. How dare him?!
Is it wrong that I am totally turned on by what he just did?
Fucking Souza
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