Falling For You — Chapter 28

Lydia's POV

We just looked into eachother's eyes for a solid minute until I couldn't take it anymore and I tip toed and pressed my lips against his.

Both of our eyes closed automatically as we kissed eachother. I know we had kissed so many times but I just couldn't get enough of him.

Our lips perfectly move in sync. My heart fluttered as his grip on me tightened and his tongue entered in my mouth. It was a slow, sweet type of kiss.

What I felt in the moment was indescribable. It was perfect. It made me happy. We pulled away after sometime to catch out breaths.

It was in this moment that I realised that I still was named and was only wearing my robe. I know I was looking redder than a fucking tomato right now.

"Blake, I have to get ready for the day. We should stop now." I softly said when his head leaned a little and he started kissing my neck.

When he didn't listen to me I brought my hands to his chest and pushed him away from me, a little. "Blake, you know we need to start packing." I said to which he groaned and nodded.

He gave me one last peck, smacked my butt and went out of the closet room while I stood there gaping at that S.O.B.

Ass.

I quickly wore my purple bra and panties. I decided to wear a white t shirt pairing it with black sweatpants.

After wearing my clothes, I blow drier my hair and tied them into a loose ponytail.

I took my phone and met Blake in the kitchen itself. I saw that all the maids had dispersed and Blake was preparing something.

"What are you making?" I asked Blake as I sat on one of the chair's of the island counter.

Blake turned around and looked at me, giving me a sweet smile that melted my heart.

"Cheese omelette." He said and I nodded at him. He turned his back towards me as he prepared the omelette. His back was really very hot.

His butt looked so perfect that I felt like smacking it or maybe giving it a little squeeze.

Get your mind out of gutter Lydia!

I screamed at myself internally and turned beet red when Blake turned towards me and caught me staring at his perfect ass.

"I thought only guys stared at girl's ass." He joked while I groaned in embarrassment.

I heard him laugh as he placed the plate containing my delicious cheese omelette in it.

Why does Blake have to be so perfect all the time?

*****

It was 3 in the afternoon and everyone was busy packing their stuff. I sighed as I kept my last dress and zipped one suitcase.

I took my Gucci duffel bag and kept my small make up bag and other essentials in it. I zipped it and then i was done with packing.

I guess i was the first one to get finished with packing.

I mentally patted my back and then started to select the shoes. I decided to take my heeled boots, my pumps and my converse and i was done.

Blake was with me in the room, packing of course. "Babe, where are we going to live?" I asked him and i went and finally rested my butt on his comfortable bed.

"We are living in River's cousins' hotel. We will be having a floor to ourselves which has 3 suits. Which also means that we have to live in a pair." He said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at the last part.

I rolled my eyes at him even though i knew very well that i was blushing furiously at the thoughts that crossed my mind. Luckily, Blake didn't notice my blush. Even if he did, he didnt tease me for it.

"So, are you almost done with your packing?" I asked him after a moment. "Yes, princess, almost done with this shit." He said as he kept his t-shirts and shirts neatly in his suitcase.

After folding and removing of some more clothes, he was finally done. He walked towards me and laid down, his head nuzzling my neck.

He was practically laying on me where i sat there and ran my hands through his hair. "I am bored." He said as he started placing kisses on my neck.

I rolled my eyes at him. "You are always bored." I said. He lifted his head and playfully narrowed his eyes at me and then went back to kissing my neck causing my heartbeat to skyrocket.

Idiot.

We heard a knock on the door to which Blake groaned and got up. He went to the door and opened it, his frame blocking my view.

"What?" I heard his voice and i knew he was scowling. "The lunch is ready, asshole." I heard Alessa's voice. "Fuck off." I heard Blake say.

"Do not speak to my bestfriend like that, you mister." I warned him playfully. "She is my sister before your bestfriend." Blake said after letting out a scoff and stepping aside to let Alessa enter.

"NO. SHE IS MY BESTFRIEND FIRST!" I exclaimed to which he rolled his eyes and Alessa grinned at me. She came and sat on the other side of the bed which Blake came and sat near my legs.

"What is this, a kitty party in my room now?" He asked, irritated by the fact that Alessa had interrupted our almost intimate session.

"Yes it is. Wanna braid my hair or paint my toe nails?" She sarcastically asked her brother with a tight smile.

"Lets just go and have lunch. You both are stupid. I love my self more than i love you both." I said in a singing voice and ran out of the bedroom and made my way towards the dining area.

I laughed out loud when i heard Alessa scream, 'you traitor' and Blake scream, 'you love me more!'

I went in the dining area to see Julia sitting there engrossed with whatever she was doing in her phone.

It gets really lonely sometimes. As much as we are blessed with wealth, the absence of our parents always bothers us. We, the rich kids, are mostly looked after by nanny's and babysitters simply because our parents work hard to provide us with luxury.

I appreciate the amount of money and happiness we have but i just wish that our parents would stay more with us.