Chapter Eleven - A Week

Cafuné:

(n.) Running your fingers through your lover's hair.

Chapter Eleven – A Week

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Never have I had sex with Charlotte, or touched her in a re-motely inappropriate way. Maybe that's one of the good things that come with 'believing in God'. Of course, we slept naked all of the time and talked about it as if we were professionals on that part, but never had we done anything. And now I had thrown everything out of the window. All the thoughts that were drilled into my mind about no sex before marriage came out futile.

Evan had reassured me, made me feel amazing in more than one way after I had ranted about our life together. And when we went back to his place I simply lost it. I had given into all the pleasure that had built up over the years. And it was mind blowing. I have showed Evan something no one has ever seen before, I have given him all that I could give right now.

It was intimate on a whole other level. When we kiss there's this freedom and this feeling that washes over me like nothing has ever felt before. But when we were truly together, caught up in each other's pleasure, I felt amazing. Not only did I suddenly realize that yes, I truly was someone else than I've been acting over the past few years, I also saw that Evan's really the one I want to spend my time with. I am willing to risk everything in order to be with him, even if it's just for a little while.

And maybe I should regret it, somewhere deep inside I do simply because I'm going behind Charlotte's back. But I can't take back the fact that it's happened and most of all, I can't say I didn't enjoy it. I can honestly say it's the most amazing feeling ever to wake up like this with Evan in my arms.

Evan was still asleep and his soft breath waves over my chest, it's almost like a reassurance of what happened last night. It wasn't a dream, or one of my fantasies, this is real. As my right hand slowly moves through his hair, my left hand lays on my chest as my fingers slowly move up and down. The only sound in the room is the ticking of the clock on the wall and the chirps of the birds outside. It is weird how there's no one making any noise, in a neighbourhood like this it seems like the people are always awake because they can live without having social boundaries like the people from my part of the town do.

I look around in alert as the sound of my phone reaches my ears and I curse softly as I feel Evan stir besides me. He nuzzles into my chest and takes a deep breath as he slowly untangles his limbs from mine. I don't let him go to far as I roll over and give him a quick kiss.

'Morning angel.' I whispers and he can't even respond as the blush appears again. I don't wait for him to even try to responds as I roll out of bed. I don't pull the blanket with me and I can hear Evan let out a gasp as I step out completely naked. Without looking back I walk into the living room to retrieve my phone and I let out a sigh as I see Charlotte's name in my missed calls.

I decide to phone her back right now, so at least Evan won't be bothered by it. I don't even have to wait more than five seconds for Charlotte to pick up.

'Alexander! How are you?' She immediately asks and she sounds pumped, something I'm not really used to.

'Hi Char! I am doing great.' I say, but I can feel the guilt eating me. I am lying to her again, but I can hardly tell her that I slept with someone else, let alone another boy.

'I just called to tell you the big conference is today and I wish you a wonderful day.'

'OK, thank you very much. I hope everything will be great for you today.' I hear that I sound sceptical, but Charlotte seems to be completely oblivious to it.

'I'll see you soon. Love you.' Luckily Charlotte hangs up before I have to say it back and I'm so glad that I don't have to lie about that to her.

I put my phone back on the table and pull on the pair of boxers I threw on the ground last night. Like that I walk into the bed-room to see Evan asleep again, with the blankets only covering below his waist. His mouth is slightly ajar and I can't help but coo at the beautiful sight in front of me. I carefully pull the duvet up and scoot closer to Evan. I hold my breath as he moves, slowly scooting towards me as if he feels my warmth. He then lays his head on my chest and tangles his legs with mine. As if nothing happened at all he sleeps further and I close my eyes also, letting sleep overtake my senses.

'Oh my, is this your house?' Evan asks as he stares at my house in shock. I give him an awkward laugh and a shrug of my shoulders as we get out of the cab. I give the chauffeur the money as I hold Evan's door open. It takes a while, but eventually he gets out of the car, all the while keeping his eyes on the four walls and a roof that cost me a fortune. I walk towards the front step as Evan stumbles behind me, his eyes looking around the garden and street in amazement.

'Have you never been to this part of the city?' I ask him as I open the door.

'Once when I was ten or something, never again after that.' He answers me as he rushes inside. I have to keep in my laugh as he literally lets himself fall on the ground in the living room. From where he's seated he can see the living room, a part of the kitchen and the hall upstairs. Luckily I closed the door of the laundry room, because that's the dirtiest room of the house. I quietly walk towards him and pick him up so he's standing on his own.

'Shall I give you a small tour?' I ask with a wave of my hand and he smiles at me sweetly.

'Seriously? Yes please, it's as if I'm walking in the royal house.' For a few seconds I stare at him in confusion. I mean, my house is big, but the royal house is like hundred times as big. I simply decide not to comment on it to avoid embarrassing him and instead walk up the stairs. He immediately follows me and I take a left as we're upstairs.

'This here is my study, at least it's supposed to be. I'm way too lazy to really sit in here. I work out of bed or on the couch.' I awkwardly scratch the back of my neck as I look at the new computer that I have never used before. Evan stays quiet as he looks inside and once he's satisfied he walks out of the room and into the hall.

'Can I look in the rooms?' He asks and I give him an approving nod. It's not like I have anything to hide. He opens door after door and all seem to leave him cold, until he opens the door to my room. Without looking back he walks in and he immediately looks around the spacious room. He opens the big closet to the right, which stupidly enough has the word him written on it. The other closet has her written on it. He seems to look for all the options for a second until he takes a big blue sweater from one of the shelf and I can't help but help forward and kiss him as I see him pulling it over his head. I will myself to stay away as he completely pulls it down. At the sight of the oversized sweater on him I pull him towards him and push my lips onto his. He seems caught off guard as he lets out a surprised sound. It doesn't take long for him to start moving along with me as he wraps his arms around my neck.

For a few minutes we're the only ones existing and I feel more than I did before. There's a connection, something that makes my heart starts beating faster when he's so close to me. And when we break apart we stay like this in each other's arms, taking each other in.

For the past six days Evan has been staying with me. Every day we wake up, I call him a cab to get him to work as I go to the office myself. Then we work the whole day and on my way back home I pick up Evan from the BB's which is a local restaurant in town. I take him to mine after that and then we try to cook together, the key word is trying here. We get distracted when we're together and it wouldn't be the first time one of us ends up covered in flour.

Right now we're lying on the couch watching a stupid soap, but Evan seems to enjoy it very much. While I'm on my back, Evan practically covers me like a blanket as he's lying on his stomach. I take my phone from the coffee table as it goes off and I see a new message from Charlotte.

To: [Me]

From: [Charlotte]

7:36 p.m.

I'll be home at 12 tomorrow Jared will drive me home x

I look at the text confused as a depressing feeling creeps over me. Tomorrow Evan will have to go and we won't be able to be together like this for who knows how long. I don't want to be without him now I've felt how it is to be together like this.

To: [Charlotte]

From: [Me]

7:41 p.m.

See you then x

This week everything has been more than amazing and I have felt better than I have in a long time. But tomorrow everything will be back to how it was and I don't think I want it to anymore.

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A/N: There you go!

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