Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r E i g h t y - F i v e

Y/n's POV:

The next day, I am awoken by the raking light of the outside that class my eyes,

The reformed sun decided to shine,

I attempt to get up, however I feel a grasp on my waist, pulling me in closer,

'Five more minutes...' He mumbles in his sleepy voice, his hand wrapped around me as he covers me in the sheets, trapping me in,

'Rafe-

'Lay with me for a little longer...you know, I'm in full control right now, so you are staying...' He utters, his hands captivating me in, I sigh and relinquish myself,

'Fine...' I mutter as I feel his salacious grin on my shoulder, sweeping closer to me, he kisses my shoulder and utters a faint-barely distinguishable-

'I love you...'

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Eventually, after a persistent and ubiquitous coaxing, we manage to negotiate in getting out of bed, it's been a lot longer than five minutes...

We only have to look after the child for approximately three hours, as he will be brought in at about six or quarter past, however there's a whole day of packing up, notifying some people that are oblivious about our moving...

My friends, I let them know rather soon, as they were clearly not pleased, I reassured them that we would still keep in contact, manage to talk, and that Rafe-despite his burning hatred upon them-with his presence, will arrange us meeting up,

My parents the same, as they were excepting for me wanting to move rather soon, Rafe assured that we will stay in contact and visit each other,

Barry was upset...

He was the most dramatic one, he even gave us his vase as an aspect to remember him,

His cousin lives there, so he will have an opportunity to visit, as Rafe was displeased and revolting about the idea...

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Rafe's POV:

The way she scrupulously is categorising essentials from one kit to another is making me stare,

I can't take my eyes off of her,

She attempts to close the kit, as stubborn as ever,

I let out a smirk, looking at her in awe, I really am lucky...

Y/n's POV:

I see him smirking at my languishing attempts to close the sodding kit,

Is he making fun of me?

He bends lower,

'All you have to do is ask...'

Rafe's POV:

'All you have to do is ask.' I state, I like to see the way she tris to obstinately camouflage it, trying to close it herself,

She sighs and looks at me with woe springing in her eyes,

This is the reason that I have to shift in my seat...

Y/n's POV:

'Don't look at me that way, or I'll have to finish this up a different way.' He says,

'Please?' I ask, indicating towards the kit,

'Please what princess?' He stretches, I grunt and pout,

'Could you please close the kit?'

'Well, since you asked nicely...' He states, rotating the bag and zipping it up,

'What on earth are you taking, a temple?' He asks, moving the bag aside,

'Is it too heavy?' I scold, he looks at me, dead in the eyes, tilting his head,

'What are you inclining love?' He asks as I clear my throat,

He shuffles closer,

'We don't have much time-'

'I don't care Y/n, but I was already planning to fuck you, however now, your cockiness needs to be suppressed princess.' He states, hovering above me...

—-

'I can't feel my legs, Rafe, for crying out loud!' I utter, wincing,

'Good.' He says, leaning over and planting gentle kisses on my stomach where he left marks,

'You are my addiction, do you know that princess? A new kind of drug, that I will never get enough of, and it's driving me insane.' He says, his lips softly scorching over my body, 'my obsession, mine...' He finishes off at my lips, looking right into my eyes as he traces his knuckles on my arms,

'And I don't share with what's mine princess.' He announces, gently pecking on my lips as he finally whispers,

'I love you, you know that right?'

'Yes, yes I do, I love you.' I respond as he grins against my lips,

'Good girl.' He whispers, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear...

We then hear a doorbell that slackens the house, Rafe sighs in exasperation, pressing his forehead against mine,

'What's her name again?' He asks hopelessly,

'Sophia.' I respond, smiling...

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