Chapter 15 "God I'm Going To Kill Him"

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*Veronica POV*

"Put the fuck seat down or piss in the other bathroom" I finally snapped after falling in to the toilet for the fifth time.

"It's too far" Lorenzo said his mouth filled with the breakfast I had made for us.

"What the toilet seat or the other fucking bathroom?" I frowned annoyed at his lack of empathy.

"Both" I threw some of the scrabbled egg at him pissed off.

"You're a fucking dick" I muttered. I decided to ignore him the rest of the day. He was being a little kid and for that he will sleep in the spare room.

I switched off the cooker, checked the table was set before I changed. I decided to call Elijah I'll let him know that would be free tonight to have our second date. Lorenzo got called in to the club which made me not talking to him so much easier. I found a green emerald dress in a box labeled dresses. I hadn't put my clothes away but I've only been here a week but I've done everything else. My room is the only thing left to properly organise. Lorenzo's set up his apartment we went food shopping yesterday filled his place with many snacks including but not limited to myself. I felt too dressed up for a food at home date but I could not be arsed to dig through the box.

I opened the door to see Elijah stood wearing black jeans with a black fitted shirt and a pair of trainers

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I opened the door to see Elijah stood wearing black jeans with a black fitted shirt and a pair of trainers. He looked good. I wanted to lick him.

"I didn't realise it was fancy" I allowed him in, he looked around taking off his black trench type coat.

"It's not I just haven't organized my wardrobe and this was the only dress I could find" I rushed out not wanting him to feel uncomfortable.

"You look beautiful" he hugged me I smelt his vanilla scent closing my eyes breathing him in silently.

"I'll get the food go sit down" I pointed to the set table. I picked the tray of baked lasagna

"Hope you like it" I placed some on to his plate along with some garlic bread and the choose of salad. I never really know what to plate with lasagna.

"This is amazing" Elijah shoved another spoonful in to his mouth. I smiled eating my own plate of food.

"Would you like to watch a movie?" I offered not sure where this was going to go. Elijah helped me wash up he was a real gentleman. He told me about how he had grown up in the small city a couple towns over. His dad was also a detective he unfortunately passed away a year ago. He was murdered in the streets but Elijah believes it had something to do with a case he was working on. He said his dad dealt with a few gang related cases and thinks he pissed off someone enough to be killed. I hugged him not sure what to say. I never was one to say sorry for your loss since I knew first hand it never helped. I always would rather have a hug from the person.

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