Make You Mine(Redemption 2) - Episode 10

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Cheryl:


 I wake up with hot flesh plastered on my right boob. What the__ Did Bennie sneak in last night to cuddle me? I roll away from her to nudge her lazy ass up when the hand which is clearly not feminine in any sense grabs blindly at me. Panic as usual makes me shoot out of the bed. I don't have the mind to look back at the intruder.
"Arghh---" I clamp my mouth shut when my sleepy brain fills me in all last night's events. Sh*t! Both my hands flies to my mouth as I turn around to find Phillip sprawled out on my bed. He mumbles incoherently but doesn't open his eyes. I hold my breath so as not to rouse him. More things bombard my brain as I ogle his naked chest.
"I thought I dreamt this up." I say into my palms. I can't believe I actually made him sleep beside me last night. And I don't think I've slept so long in years!
 A scent I don't recognize waft into my nose and I notice the huge sweatshirt hanging loosely on my small frame. I bite my lips when I notice my lack of trousers.
"Oh no!" I groan and race out of the room before I wake him up. I can't face him right now. He's going to tease me till the day I die!
"Wait! Did I not dream up the singing part?" I laugh crazily to myself. I must be going crazy. I wrap my hair in a fist and tug more than lightly to make sure I'm not still in an absurd dream.
 I grumble my way into the bathroom and press on a generous amount of toothpaste unto my brush. I can't have him smell my morning breath as well. I make sure to freshen up as much as I can without taking a bath before my stomach makes it's plight known. I grimace in slight pain.
"There's nothing I can use to calm you now." I mutter to my stomach as I wander out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to try my luck. I might find something. Anything. The sight of the kitchen all scattered as me scurrying to my beloved pots.
"What the hell happened here!" I say to no one really. I pull various pots open till I find what I'm looking for. My mouth actually waters at the sight of the pepper soup on the gas cooker.
 He made this? For me?
 I don't bother to question this for long. I'm too hungry. I drop the cover of the pot and excitedly pad to the drawers by the side of the sink. I pull the last one and grab a big spoon.
"Let's try this, shall we." I dunk my spoon in the soup and pull it up to my lips to take a sip. My eyes nearly fall out of their sockets and my tongue from my mouth.
"Oh! Ah! Hot!" And I don't mean the heat, I mean the spiciness! The damn man must have thrown the whole cup of pepper into the food.
"I see you found the food." I snap around at the groggy voice and plaster a awkward smile on my face.
"What are you smiling all dopey for?" My smile falls at his jab. He's back to his normal asshole self.
"I guess my cooking wowed you to highness." He says again and I roll my eyes without his notice.
"It's amazing actually." I say cheerily. Phillip's chest actually swells up in pride. I'm reminded that he slept without a shirt and in my bed to take care of me and my mind softens to mush. I bat the reminder that he saw me naked off my mind.
"Thank you for last night." I squeak out awkwardly. My cheeks must be beet red and I don't know why I'm blushing. Last night wasn't how I expected it to go. The few times something like this happened, I've always had Benedicta by my side. It's irony that her brother would be the one to take care of me.
"I'm hungry." Phillip says to break the silence. He grabs a plate and starts to scoop some of the murderous soup into his plate.
"I'll cook something better." I say and stop his hand mid way to his plate.
"Why? You don't think I can actually cook something edible." He looks a bit offended and I let his hand go. I don't want to hurt his feelings.
"I just want to cook something extravagant. To thank you for last night." I say, bending the truth a little bit. Telling him the food tastes like hot metal wouldn't be nice. He thinks about this for a few seconds then shrugs.
"You can cook me dinner if you really want to do that. Benedicta called earlier this morning and said you need to drink some soup. I actually burn myself while cooking this up." I scrunch my nose on a grimace. Now I feel bad.
"You're right. I need soup. Give me that." I take the spoon from him and drop it in the pot.
"You're not having any of this though. It's all mine. I like that you cooked for me. Even burnt your hands doing it." I block the pot from him.
"Don't feel too special. I'll do it for a stray dog as well. I'm that guy." He says and I chuckle. His big mouth always spouts nonsense but I don't take it to heart.
"I'll make you a standard breakfast while I'll have this. Pepper soup wouldn't be good for you this early. Why don't you freshen up." I try to dissuade him from serving himself a bowl. He eyes me up and down and I try not to drag the hem of his sweatshirt down,knowing it will only take his attention there. He finally lets up with the staring and backs off.
"I need to be at work in an hour so do as you please, Cheryl." He takes long strides away from me but stops when he reaches the door.
"I'm happy to see you looking better, Cher." He says, totally turning me to a sighing mush.
"Thank you for trying to save me at least. Before it became me saving you." His eyes sparkles and his lips twitch in humour.
"That's me! A knight in shining armor." I laugh lightly.
"Your armor is definitely not shiny. Maybe drenched?" He mocks and I gasp in mock gratification. We both burst into laughter and I'm glad that he doesn't make this awkward. There's no real mention on what really happened. But his eyes tells me he wants to know what my freaking out for a whole night was all about.
"You're going to be late." I point out lightly when he doesn't relieve me of his probing eyes.
"You're right." He says and with that, he turns away from me and walks out. I go slack on the kitchen counter, my hands going to my chest. For some insane reason, my heartbeat is not normal. It's like ten times faster. I don't know what that's about and I don't dwell on it. I'm just thankful and yes, I've always had a crush on the asshole. He's easy on the eyes as well. With my head finally in the right enough place, I turn back to the pot of soup and pour out most of it's content down the drain.
 Turning the gas back on, I put the remaining soup on the gas and add a cup of water into it. I add a sprinkling of seasoning and taste it.
"Gah!" I pour in more water and seasoning to taste. Something tells me this soup is umimprovable but it doesn't stop me from trying.

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