Chapter 28: Scream My Name

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When the door closed, Anna was still frozen on her place. The bathroom door opened and Zach came out half-naked. His jeans hang loose from his hips revealing his naked torso and sculpted chest. She would have drooled from the sight of him so hot but at the moment she was too embarrassed about herself to feel too many feelings at once.

It was too much.

To think they were caught was so embarrassing. She groaned to herself. Zach was so careless. But Lola didn't even freak out. She just sounded so calm and sweet. As if the fact that Zach sneaked inside her room and did something naughty didn't even bother her one bit.

She looked up at Zach who stood there and she reddened. He laughed lightly when he saw her flaming cheeks. She buried her flushed face in her hands and groaned, mentally slapping herself. She was so stupid.

Approaching the bed, Zach sat beside Anna on the bed and stroked her hair then rubbed her bare back and traced patterns upon her soft skin. She felt tingles sparking from his touch just as she felt him softly kissing her bare shoulder.

"I really like your Grandmother," he whispered in her ear.

She groaned. Lifting her head, she looked up at him, strands of dark hair falling down her beautiful face. He stroked them back and kissed her forehead.

When he pulled back, she bit her bottom lip and gazed up at him looking so beautifully pathetic. "Grandma knows about us," she muttered under her breath.

Should she worry?

Zach grinned. "She's a smart woman." He leaned down and swiftly lifted her body from the surface of the bed. With his arm wrapped around her bare back and the other under her bare legs, he carried her across the room, dragging the sheets with him.

Before he could enter the bathroom, she stopped him, "Wait. I haven't finished my chocolate milk."

She had left it at her bedside table before her Grandmother had dropped the bomb. And now she just wasn't feeling complete without emptying that heavenly mug of hot chocolate.

He groaned before putting her down on her bare feet on the floor. She practically ran to her bed dragging the sheets with her. Letting loose of the sheets wrapped around her naked body, he watched as she took the warm mug from her bedside table then drank it whole as if she was starving to death.

He sighed inwardly, almost in lost of hope, knowing he could never satisfy her as much as her chocolate milk could. With that, he entered the bathroom and softly closed the door behind him.

She jumped when she heard the soft click of the door. Now what did she do? Putting the empty mug back to her bedside table, she crawled out of bed. Approaching the bathroom, she gently opened the closed door and entered the room naked.

There was warm steam floating in the atmosphere and she heard the rush of water pouring down. He was taking a shower without her. With his bare muscular back turned to her, Zach was standing behind the steamy glass of the shower and just that made her melt from her spot, bare feet frozen on the cold tiles of the floor.

Behind the steamy glass barrier between them, she saw how every drop of water rolled down his skin. His muscles rippled at every movement and each made her want to lick her drying lips.

Shaking her head, she neared the steamy glass and joined him inside. Unknown to her presence, the shower's rain poured down his naked body continuously and his eyes were closed still as he shook his head letting droplets of water jump away from his chaotic hair.

Even as she watched him, she couldn't help but see how tensed his muscles were. He looked taut. With his eyes still closed, she watched as he bowed down his head and let the water run down his face. As if he was trying to drown himself. His hands were fisted at his sides and his knuckles were whitening.

And just then she couldn't help but think whether there was something wrong that she did. Everything was perfect but now he seemed to be on the edge of something.

His eyes fluttered open once he felt arms wrapping around his waist. He looked down. Her head was flattened upon his chest and she was hugging him. She hated the way he slightly stiffened. But almost immediately, his body relaxed and he hugged her back. She was also getting wet from the shower's pouring rain.

She pulled back slightly and looked up at him. "What's wrong?" she asked softly.

God, she knew him too well to know something was wrong, he thought. He was silent for a moment. But then he clenched his teeth and decided to tell her the truth.

"I can't believe I'm jealous," he growled out, not too strong nor too weak. "I think you love that stupid chocolate milk more than you love me."

Shocked, she gazed up at him in disbelief. His jaw was clenched and his muscles were tensing again as his grip tightened around her.

"But chocolate is life," she reasoned honestly. "Everybody loves chocolate."

She pursed her lips when she saw his deadly glare. Sighing softly, she ran her hand at the back of his head and pulled his head down. She cupped his jaw as she kissed him softly on the lips. He was frozen for a moment but then he kissed him back tasting the sweet chocolate on her tongue.

After awhile, she pulled back breathless. "Never ever compare yourself with chocolate," she said seriously. "And never ever compete with chocolate. You know why?"

"Why?"

In a dreamy state, she stared at his soft plump lips and traced it with her finger. "Because you'll never win," she murmured.

His hands trailed down her back and cupped her backside. He leaned down and whispered softly in her ear, "Then let's see which name you'll be screaming."

With that said, he knelt down in front of her and made her scream his name over and over again.

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A/N: Sorry, this is short but seriously, who doesn't love chocolate?

Anyway, can you guys help me out? I'm curious to how you imagine the characters. Who do you imagine them as? Please comment your thoughts on the following:

Anna

Zach

Jake

Lola

John

Ben

Bea

Keira

Victoria

Andrew

Diana

Others

Thank you so much in advance!

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