The Contract

Chapter 9

The next day rolled around quicker than I thought it would, as the sun started peaking in the room, I got up and showered, i put on a sport bra and some shorts waling down to the kitchen

When I met Alex's grandparents at the wedding, granny bragged about cookies and grandpa talked about turkey so since they were coming in the evening I started prepping the turkey and some other small things

"Why are you cooking?" I heard Alex's voice

i turn around to see him in a plain t shirt and sweat, for the first time I was seeing him in anything other than a three piece suit. He was actually quiet well built I suppose, I mean he had muscles and abs maybe, I could see some outline of his abs through his t shirt

"If you are done drooling over me, answer my question" he says making me look up

I was full on checking him out, yes I was and he caught me which is so embarrassing

"I was not drooling over you" I say turning back to my salad

"Right, that's exactly why there is drool on the side of your lips"

My hand lifts up and I see if I actually have drool and fuck man I actually did have some.

"Disgusting" I mumble to myself

"What are you doing here?" He asks

"Im not sure Alex, what do you do in a kitchen"

"Well I can think of a few things"

"A few?" I question

"Yup, making food, having sex, blowjobs, hand job, making out, kissing"

"eww shut up" I say turning to him to see him leaning back on the counter

"Im not lying" he says with a smirk

"Oh shut up, I'm making food. God, should I be worried about the kitchen counter being covered with your gross stuff" I ask

"Mhm its been a while, I think Martha probably cleaned it up" he smirks

I gag, literally gag, somehow that made him chuckle a bit, not the fake one but the real one and it looks good on him.

"Im making food for granny and grandpa" I tell him

"For my grandparents?" He asks kind of shocked

"Yes" I say

"Allison you don't have to, Martha can make something" he said

"I know but they were very sweet to me and I want to make that mhm that turkey sandwich for grandpa and cookies and some pasta for grandma. I know that mom and dad like salads and chicken wraps so im getting that prepped too. Did you want anything special? mhm I mean noodles or something like that?" I ask

My arm gets pulled making me stumble back crashing against his chest, I could feel the heat radiating off him, is he always this warm?

"What are you doing Allison?" I shiver as his lips make contact with my my ear

"Nothing, I just want to cook" I say trying not to be affected with how close his lips were to my ear, or how his hands held my arms

Oh my god, and the fact that I could feel his chest on my back, it was getting too much for me, it really was.

I pull back from him standing in front of him, his hands move from my arms to his pockets as he leaned back.

"Ill ask Martha to make food, go up to your room and move your stuff in mine" he says or demands, orders I am not sure