Chapter 467 - Four Hundred And Sixty-seven: Grandfather (1/2)

The third point of view:

”Hi pretty,”

Anabelle was woken up from her sleep by a pretty face. A satisfied smile curved her face, this was heaven on earth.

”Hi there, yourself,” her hands traced his jaw. Never had she imagined that she would be this happy one day.

Julie leaned down to kiss her but she instantly pressed her lips together. Julie's brows raised questioningly, ”What?”

”Morning breath,” She murmured, now palming her mouth.

”I don't care,”

”I do care,”

”Fine, we'd brush together. Doing things normal couples do,” Julie said and before she could reply, lifted her off her feet.

”Julie!” She screamed from the suddenness.

”What?” He pretended to be ignorant, carrying her to the bathroom before he pulled her down.

”Don't,” He cupped her face and brushed his nose against her skin when she tried to protest, ”Let's just brush,”

And just like that, both couples spent the next twenty minutes fooling around with brushing. Although they had to bathe separately to prevent the temptation of, you know, ”doing the inevitable” it was almost two hours before they were done with the necessities.

”Julie stop!” Anabelle giggled as the boy tickled her. Although she knew her parents would be worried about her right now- she had overstayed at Julie's place - she didn't give a damn. This moment between them felt so right and she had to take full advantage of it.

”So you agree that I'm the world's most handsome?” he still tickled her.

”Fine, fine, you're the most handsome guy I've ever met,” She gave up.

However, her breath caught in her throat when she realized Julie was hovering over her, their eyes met and it seemed like someone stole her breath that moment. The air between them charged and it was all Julie needed to lean down and claim her lips.

Anabelle parted her lips for him, moaning as Julie's tongue intruded while his hands crept inside her clothes. She shivered when his hands traced her skin, traveling further to her belly button, deepening the kiss as she moaned in pleasure.

Her hands threaded through his hair, pulling him flush against her just as a knock came on the door. However, Julie still didn't pull up, he deepened the kiss that Anabelle had to push him away to catch her breath.

”Julie, someone's on the door,”

”I had them prepare breakfast and bring it up here,” He said, still trailing kisses down her neck. His appetite was insatiable.

”Seriously, I need food, Julie!” Anabelle pushed him back to the bed, straddling him.

”You could eat me,” He offered, flipping Anabelle to the side and mounting her this time.

”Nice offer, but no. I want food. Real food,” Anabelle emphasized and tried to roll him over again but Julie stood his ground.

She grunted, trying to flip him over, all to no avail.

”Are you done?” Julie was smug, watching her struggle. He was enjoying this show of strength.

”Fine, you're stronger. Now, give me food,” Anabelle gave in, and thankfully, he listened.