Agape

What in the world

Chapter 10

Ella:

"Ella are you ready yet," Olivia calls from my bedroom.

She's referring to the idea of us going to the mall, her idea certainly not mine. Public places with lots of people were not my preferred areas to hang around.

She wouldn't take any of her other friends either, she said I was her best friend therefore she wanted me to come. Apparently, I'm the only real friend she's got, and since it's the weekend it's the perfect time to go.

I tried to refuse, I really did but she wasn't having it. We were going to have a 'girls day' so that meant no Declan aloud.

"No, I don't want to go," I say solemnly, putting on a pair of cropped girlfriend jeans.

I hear stomping on the other side of the door, and then comes a loud knock. "Ella Mae Emerson, you are coming with me and that's final," Olivia states firmly, no room for disapproval.

A sigh passes my lips as I throw on one of Declan's wonderful t-shirts, his delicious scent immediately fills my nose as I tuck the long material into my jeans. I have a little drawer where I keep them all, he gave me some just for here knowing how much I love to wear them.

A smile lights my lips as I recall the memory.

"You like my shirts, don't you baby?" He whispers close to my ear.

My eyes lifted at this, the smallest of smiles simpering onto my lips. That accusation is indeed a correct statement, I loved his shirts. They were big and soft and smelled exactly like him.

His devious lips curved into a striking grin. His forest eyes sparkling in the afternoon sunlight glinting through the window. "I like my shirts too, especially when they are on you." He murmurs, running his hand down my side at a very slow place in emphasis.

My cheeks dapple in color, "They're comfy D, and they smell like you." I mumble.

He leans in smiling against the side of my face, his lips planting a sweet kiss right where the apple of my cheek is. He then gently grabs my chin with his calloused fingers guiding it so we're now looking at each other.

Our eyes connected, he then gazed down at my lips and as he does he bites his own lip. Just like that the space between us evaporates, his lips come pressing against mine. One of his hands caressing my face, the other resting on my thigh.

Little furious flames flicker under my skin, feelings that words have not yet been invented for.

As we pull away Declan's eyes do not leave mine. "When you say things like that, I swear it drives me fucking bonkers." He mutters, "You can have all the shirts you want, then you'll smell like me too."

"You want me to smell like you?" I ask softly.

His smile grows, "Ellie baby, I want you to be my girl in every sense, so yes I want you to wear my clothes and I want you to smell like me." He says slowly, "I want you to have me with you even when I'm not there."

"You alright in there?" Olivia begins to knock again, pulling me out of the memory that I wish I didn't have to leave so soon.

With a clip of my belt I mumble, "I'll be right out."

"If you say so."

Her retracting steps are heard through the door, so I quickly run a brush through my hair and after simply tuck it behind my ears. This should be good enough, she's lucky I'm even wearing jeans when it's the weekend.