CHAPTER 12

Chapter 12

I woke up the next morning, no covers on, my arse stuck up in the air and my hair spread about the place. I took a deep breath in...I could smell bacon, I sat up, I didn't have any bacon in the house, I ran downstairs to find whippet standing over the cooker frying.

'Where'd you get the bacon from?' He jumped, he literally left the floor 'OMG Charlie!!' Guess I had a habit of making people jump. After composing himself he turned round to face me and looked me up and down, shit I was still in my PJs...a short pair of silky shorts and a FTW. T shirt I'd bought. 'Excuse the clothes' I blushed 'and the hair and the lack of make up' he just laughed and placed the bacon in the plate that he had placed on the table he'd set up so nicely, I noticed how he knew his way around my kitchen. 'It smells lovely' I said shutting my eyes and taking in another breath 'it was for last night, when I fell asleep on you, I'm so sorry about that!' 'What so I won't be getting this every morning' I giggled biting my lip 'shame, it's so good' I mumbled through a mouthful of bacon. He smiled and tucked in. 'I was wondering, can I come and see your new place?' 'I Was hoping you'd come and help decorate' I didn't look I didn't know how he'd react 'really?' No I thought I'd just say it for the sake...'yes I'm serious' I laughed 'okay' he was excited you could tell.

We finished breakfast he tidied up the plates and cleaned them, wow I'm keeping him! 'Wear old clothes' was he kidding what woman has "old" clothes...I nodded and ran back up the stairs, I managed to find a small vest top and a pair of old(ish) shorts and I wore my thongs. As I came into the kitchen he smile smiled at me I felt my cheeks flush pink. I had my hair in a messy bun and hardly an makeup, just a bit to cover those annoying blemishes we all have.

'Ill drive' 'no you won't, we'll walk' what was I doing I didn't do exercise 'right okay...but the car is right outside' 'nope we are walking!' I locked the door and we walked the mile it was to my shop. 'See' I said breathlessly 'it wasn't far' how I really felt was...OMG I'm dying here!! I think I hid it pretty well. 'This used to be a small bookshop right?' I nodded 'I used to come here when I was younger the woman would always give me sweets' I could just imagine a little whippet running around causing mayhem, with his bowl cut blonde hair and freckles, no I wasn't a stalker I watched home and away and fell in love with him then, bondi rescue was an added extra and now the fact I was dating, well cherry on top of the icing! 'Shes running the store with me' I said as I unlocked the door, he grabbed my arm 'what?' He looked like that little boy again 'she owns 49% of the store with me' I smiled he ran his fingers through his hair in amazement, 'wonder if she'll remember me?' 'Im sure she will!' I joked and we walked inside to the empty shop, nothing in it except buckets of paint that Emily had obviously bought.

Ryan stood in the middle of the room pointing to different places 'I used to read comics there' he pointed to a corner 'do you think kids will still want to do that?' I questioned 'yeah I'd say so I loved it as a kid' he paused 'why?' 'I wanted to keep some of the old bookstore here and have it in that corner, as I pointed he smiled 'that'd be perfect' glad I pleased him. As he began to continue pointing things out there was a knock at the door 'hello?' 'Hello miss, delivery here for Charlie' 'I didn't order anything?' 'Well we've been paid and asked to deliver to this address' 'what is it?' 'Ovens,drink makers, tables, chairs and lots of ingredients' Emily...'ah yes I remember now' I smiled and signed for them, they began to bring in everything 'put it in the back' I pointed to the door which lead to a small kitchen in the back. Once they'd gone I scratched my head. 'You okay?' Ryan asked I nodded 'how'd she know I was going to be in today?' 'She was always like that, she knew everything' I loved this woman even more.

I found a set of ladders and a roller, 'I'll paint the ceiling' I smiled 'okay' whip replied 'ill hold your ladder' it wasn't going anywhere but I let him anyway what could happen? I painted with a white coating, in perfect straight lines so I could see if I'd missed anything...I was proud of my straight lines, and they were perfectly straight till Whip decided to cause an 'earthquake' and shake my ladder. I screamed held onto the top bar 'stop I' I couldn't get it out for laughing 'stop it' I squealed. He looked up and laughed 'oh no look at your straight line' as I looked up, I sighed it was no longer straight, i tutted and began to do it straight again, but couldn't help giggle.

He was very quiet, so I looked down, he was taking his shirt off, see I told you he'd get too hot and need to strip, I was just hoping the boardies were next...what?! Don't judge me!

After ten minutes I'd nearly finished the ceiling 'OI!!' I looked down and whippet was covered in specks of white paint. He wasn't covered enough for my liking so I ran the roller down his neck. 'You did NOT just cover me in paint' he said turning round with an extremely shocked look on his face 'yep!' I leaned in and put a splodge of paint on his nose 'don't start a battle you can't win' I climbed down the ladders and held the roller like a rifle with my legs in a stance position 'who says I can't win?' He raised his eyebrows and picked up a paint brush dipped it in the paint and flicked it at me, it went all down my cheek and finished half way down my thigh. This means war...I dipped my roller in the paint and painted all down his front, shame to cover those abs but so worth watching him squirm because it was cold.

After half an hour the room was covered as much as we were, I dropped my roller and he grabbed me making the paint squash all over us, he pushed me against the wall, he had a twinkle in his eye, that twinkle I was getting to know well, he leant in to kiss me, there was a knock at the door I burst out laughing 'oh for god sake' he said and pulled away we both went to the door, covered in paint, the man at the door got a little surprise to say the least. 'How can we help you?' 'Im guessing this isn't a food shop' me and whip shook our heads trying to hide a laugh. 'Oh okay bye' we waved him off and shut the door, 'we need to get back to painting' I giggled he nodded 'at least we've finished with the white' I continued 'nope not yet' he turned around 'what? We have' I looked up at the ceiling I hadn't missed anything, 'nope we havnt' as I looked down he wiped a paintbrush full of white paint all down my chest 'now we're done with the paint' I bit my lip, god this man was perfect. But I had to get him back, and I'd seen how good his pranks were but I was going to think of something.