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44.

This took to long
The writers block was real.

Above was the hardest decision when writing this chapter.

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Mae's pov

I spun myself around in his grip to look down at his closed draws. I let go of his hand as his arms wrapped around my waist clasping his hands together on my front. I gave a shy smile as his chest pressed against my back, his chin nestled on top of my shoulder as he watched.

"Okay. Which other draw could they be in?" I asked logically looking at the four draws in front of me. I traced my hands over the handles of the first as I waited for a reply.

"The third?" He answered more in a questioning way then an assertive knowledgeable answer.

I opened the third drawer to unveil a lot of shirts and few pairs of sweatpants.

"How many colours do you need?" I asked taking a few of them in my hands and discovering even more shades underneath. Rafe chuckled into my neck at the comment sending a shiver down my spine.

"All of them" he replied bluntly as I placed them back down in the draw neatly. I let out a small giggle as I turned my head to peck Rafe's lips at his rich innocence.

"Adorable" I stated turning my focus back to the draws. I shortly realised that I didn't even know what I was searching for.

"Hey Cameron, what am I looking for?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.

"You'll know when you see it" he said being very secretive as I continued to open another draw. My hands fiddled around with the clothes trying my best to keep the search tidy. Rafe continued to peer over my shoulder, watching my every move with such intensity making me wonder what it is I will be finding.

A heavy sigh left my lips as I opened the next draw. This draw was filled with his pjamas, all navy blue button up sets, but that wasn't the most important feature.... they were all satin. I skimmed my hands over the soft material before the I began to question Rafe's logic.

"Why didn't you open this draw first?" I asked tilting my head to the side to see him smiling at me with amusement. His smile grew as he lifted a finger up and pressed it against my lips in a shushing manner.

"Keep searching" he whispered moving his hand away and running it down my arm. His fingers were so light as the skimmed my skin taking my hand in his and moving it on top of a certain pile of pjamas.

I flicked my eyes down at the pile turning my body back around so his chest was flush against my back once more. I fumbled over the pile my mind fogged, distracted by the heat of Rafe's breath fanning the surface of my ear, his lips so close to the tender spot just below my ear lobe.

I paused as my eyes caught a colour which was not navy blue but a rather vibrant purple. I dug them out of the draw, drawing the silky material between my fingers as I studied the pjamas. They were also a button up set, although they were a bit more quirky then the others.

Firstly, it was purple.
Secondly, the bottoms were shorts instead of long pants.
Thirdly, they had white polka dots on them, so not Rafe's style.