The Billionaire's Maid man×boy (reposted)

Chapter 31

Lucas

Although there are no windows in this room I can still see lights reflecting onto the pool water and then onto my skin, creating beautiful shapes that enlighten my vision as I slowly open my eyes.

It takes me a few seconds to be aware of my surroundings and memories but when it all comes back, a sudden pain lights up on my bottom half and up my spine. I would screech in pain if it weren't for the strong arms wrapped around my waist and the warm body pressing into me.

I yawn and rub my eyes in a sleepy way, trying to turn around to look at the man beside me. There obviously is a blush present on my face, how couldn't it be? Last night was better than I could've ever imagined.

Soon, Anthony also wakes and sits up, the blankets pooling around his waist. In a matter of seconds I feel small pecks all over my cheek and neck and the only thing I'm able to do is sigh and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.

We cuddle for a few more minutes, his warm breath fanning my cheek and his hands rubbing the skin of my waist in an adoring way.

He doesn't fail to tease me about my blush, action which makes me mad but I soon become soft when he starts asking about how I'm feeling or if anything hurts.

"I'm fine." I assure and push his concerned face away from mine, too tired to handle any kind of cheesy action.

My face is still hidden in the pillow and my eyes become sleepy once again as his hand travels to my curls and scratches my scalp. I yawn and cuddle into the blankets, falling asleep again.

Obviously, Anthony doesn't let that happen since he grips my head away from the pillow and pulls the blanket off me. I pout as I try to tug the material back onto my body but he doesn't let that happen. I yawn once again, feeling cold without the blanket or the pillow so I decide to climb into Anthony's lap, seeking warmth. 

I snuggle into him as he takes a few seconds to process what's happening but then his arms wrap around me, engulfing me in the warmth I so long missed.

"I'm hungry." I announce, rubbing my cheek against his shoulder. As much as I want to remain into this position forever I actually am incredibly hungry. And I'm sure Anthony is too. We had no dinner last night.

He nods and after gently placing me down and covering me with the blanket, he stands up, putting his boxers up his legs and then walking to the kitchen to grab breakfast. As he exits the room I let the pain-filled expression take over my face as I grab my back with a groan. 

Another reason of why I asked him to bring breakfast was so I could be alone with my internal pain. I'm sure this is completely normal but Anthony would probably make a huge deal out of it and I don't want him to worry.

I try to soothe the pain as much as I can until Anthony comes back, one big tray resting on his palms as he walks back to the cozy spot on the ground. As he sets the plate between us I notice croissants and tea, an egg and bread on the side. I instantly grab the croissant and fill my mouth as Anthony's eyes remain on one side of my face.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He repeats. I sigh once again as my eyes lock with his, food still filling my mouth and making my cheeks puff out.

Instead of answering I decide to narrow my eyes, showing him that I'm getting angry with all his peppering.

I continue chewing on my food while checking to see if Anthony has any intention of eating too. He doesn't seem to touch any of the food.

"Aren't you hungry?" I ask and offer him what's left of my croissant. He denies the offer with a smile.