Chapter 14: Chapter 14

After our usual morning routine, Lark and I settled on making some clay sculptures. He ended up making one for both Mr. Wolfe and me. Lark ended up making me a turtle, or at least what was supposed to be a turtle, and Mr. Wolfe a worm. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled with it. I joined him and made an alien creature with deer antlers. It wasn’t exactly perfect, but close enough. 

 

Eventually, Mr. Wolfe got home from work, and the three of us sat at the dinner table, starting our meal. 

 

“How was work today, Marco?” I asked casually, looking at him from across the table.

 

“Fine.” He took a bite of the chicken, savoring it for a moment before smiling. “You did well on dinner.”

 

“Thank you.” I smiled back at him. He definitely seemed happier today than the previous day. Hopefully, I could stop pissing him off with my stupid mouth.

 

“Lili.” He spoke my name, returning my attention to him. “How has your homework been going?”

 

“Not…the best. I’ve been falling behind lately, trying to keep up with all my duties here and doing the homework.”

 

“I’ve been thinking, why don’t I hire a maid?” He stated so simply, having no idea how much that would truly help me.

 

“That would be amazing.” My eyes widened. “It would really take a load off of me.”

 

“Then I will have Rose look into it for me.”

 

“Thank you, Marco. That will really help me out. I don't know how else to thank you but to tell you how much it’ll help.”

 

“I can think of some creative ways you could thank me.” He smirked.

 

“I…” I blushed and looked away. “Perhaps later. I have another suggestion. My friend, the one I spent the night at, he-”

 

“He?” Mr. Wolfe raised an eyebrow.

 

“Yes. He.”

 

“Interesting.” 

 

I cleared my throat. “As I was saying, he uses those subscription boxes for dinner. And, I was thinking, maybe we could do it too. They make dinner much easier and come with almost everything you need to make the meal and just makes it that much quicker.”

 

“Sure.” Mr. Wolfe shrugged casually. “I’m sure I can afford it.” He smiled proudly, causing me to laugh quietly.

 

“I’ll look on the site with Lark and see what sounds good.”

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Lark looked up at the mention of his name.

 

“You’ll help me pick out some things for dinner.”

 

“Okay!” He smiled widely. “I like dinner.”

 

I laughed. “Me too, Larky, me too.”

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I glanced up as Mr. Wolfe walked down the stairs and into the living room. He had insisted on putting Lark to bed tonight himself. I didn’t mind, gave me more time to work on my homework. He walked over and sat down next to me. “Is he out?”

 

“He is.” He nodded. 

 

“Did he show you the worm he made?” 

 

Mr. Wolfe chuckled, putting his arm casually behind me. “He did. Quiet an art piece. I also saw yours. Yours is genuinely good.”

 

I opened my mouth in shock. “Don’t tell Lark. You’ll crush his heart.”

 

He smiled. “I bet. Anyways…” He trailed off as he grabbed the laptop off my lap and placed it on the coffee table. I began to notice how close he was, close enough to inhale his strong manly scent.

 

“Any…ways…”

 

“You are rather beautiful, Lilian.”

 

I rolled my eyes. “You’re just doing that to get under my skin now.”

 

“Perhaps.” A crooked smile grew on his face. His fingers traveled down to my thigh, touching the skin below my skirt. His gentle fingertips caused me to shiver slightly, causing the smile to grow. “Something wrong, Lilian?”

 

“You keep teasing me, but never do anything.” I raised an eyebrow. “You’re starting to bore me.” I placed my hand on top of his.

 

“Bore you?” He smirked. “That’s too bad.” He leaned in slowly, causing me to tense up in anticipation. He planted his lips on mine lips were soft and warm. I parted my lips slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside. I melted into him as his fingers roamed across my skin. But eventually, he pulled away too soon, not long enough for me. “Good night, Lilian.”

 

I let out an audio gasp as he pulled back and stood up from the couch. “You can’t be serious.” I spoke under my breath.

 

“You shouldn't have rejected me if you wanted me so badly, Lilian.” He smirked, before walking away, leaving me to have to cross my legs to stop the pounding sensation.

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