15

                                    

                                          
Walking into my office I saw another bouquet of flowers on the table. Chris spoils me too much. It's been two months since the engagement and I've been planning everything out. Chris wants a small wedding with family and friends and I agreed to it. His mother, Lisa, had been helping me along with his sisters. They're such a beautiful family. I didn't see a card so I placed them on the bookshelf by the window. I decided to call him up. 
                          
A raspy voice came through. "Hey baby, what's up." 
                          
I swooned at the roughness of his voice. "Nothing babe, just calling to tell you I love you and thank you for the flowers." I stared out the window. Watching the birds fly past. 
                          
There was silence on the other end. "Baby I love you too, but I didn't get you any flowers doll." 
                          
My smile dropped and I looked over at the arrangement of flowers. Then they looked vaguely familiar. "Nooo." I let out a long drawn out cry. 
                          
"Y/n! What's wrong baby?" Chris panicked on the other end. "I'll be there in ten." Was all he said before hanging up. 
                          
I put my phone down and went to grab the vase. My eyeliner was running down my face from the tears. "Who brought this in?" I went all the way down stairs to ask the receptionist. 
                          
She shrugged. "A guy said he was your fiancés assistant, it wasn't Tom though." She went through the logs. "Someone named Damion Andrews."
                          
I shook my head. "I have no idea who that is and I know Chris doesn't know him. Have security being up the video for me." 
                          
"Yes ma'am, it might take awhile because footage sometimes deletes itself." She typed up an email to send to security. "There, they should have the request right now." 
                          
I smiled gratuitously. "Thank you and if you see anyone else come in with flowers don't accept them unless they're brought in by Tom." I told her and I threw the vase in the lobby trash. I was on my way to the elevator when Chris came rushing through the doors. "Chris everything's fine, I got it handled." I assured him.
                          
"Yeah I thought so, but I couldn't pass up a chance to see you." He cheesed. 
                          
I rolled my eyes playfully at him. "You're so fucking goofy I hate you." I scoffed with a laugh. 
                          
He pouted and puffed out his pretty pink lips. "But, but,I thought you loved me." He gave me his puppy eyes.
                          
"Nope I was faking it the whole time." I teased. I poked his buff chest with a smirk. 
                          
He gave a mischievous smirk back. "So you're telling me you faked all those orgasms I gave you?" He could turn cute to sexy in a matter of minutes and it honestly was one of the best things in the world.
                          
"Chris!" I gasped. "You're so dirty." He always made me blush at his words. I had to look around and make sure no one was listening.
                          
He smirked again, this time with a wink. "Is that something new?" He asked rhetorically.
                          
"Let's go to my office, people in this building are so nosy." I pressed the elevator button. "Unless you need to take care of a client?" The doors open and a couple people got off. 
                          
Chris bent down to my ear and whispered hotly. "Oh I definitely need to take care of a client." His hands discreetly gripping my ass. He added a low moan when he squeezed my ass. "And she's gonna feel so much better after." He kissed my shoulder and pushed me inside before the doors closed. "I hope your walls are soundproof doll." He slapped my bum with a hum leaving his lips. 
                          
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"Doll, I was thinking we should get cameras in the house, ya know to make sure we see whoever's coming in and out." Chris walked into the bedroom carrying two bowls of ice cream. He sat his down and handed me mine. 
                          
I thanked him and licked the spoon. "Yeah sounds like a good idea." I scooped some on my spoon. 
                          
The water in the bathroom ran. Chris washed his face off and moisturized. He checked himself on the mirror and then came back into plain sight. He was sporting no shirt and some sweats. I was wearing his usual grey shirt. He turned the tv down before climbing in bed beside me. "I want you to quit your job." He blurted. It was so casual as he ate his own ice cream. 
                          
I nearly choked and had to do emergency swallowing. "What?" 
                          
"I think that you should give it some thought at least, we aren't sure if Matt is sending you flowers, but you've also been really stressed lately." He explained. "Plus you aren't very happy at that job."
                          
I scoffed. "I can be happy Chris, I'm helping people, but I do get what you're saying." 
                          
He looked up at me. "You know I love and support you through everything right?" He asked. His blue orbs sparkled and his eyes fluttered shut softly when he blinked. One always faster than the other, but it was cute. "I just want you to be happy and safe."
                          
I nodded and played with the melting ice cream. "I know you do and I love you for that." I ran my hand through his golden brown hair. "I'll think about it, I love helping people, but I do need to fix myself before I fix another person." 
                          
Chris smiled leaning up to kiss me. "You taste like chocolate fudge ice cream." He murmured on my lips. 
                          
I giggled pulling away. Taking another spoonful of chocolate goodness in my mouth. I hummed in delight. "Shit! Chris your lips are freezing!" I shouted when he started laying kisses on my thighs. 
                          
Chris smirked against my thigh and kept kissing until he pulled up the shirt I was wearing and started blowing raspberries. I giggled hysterically like a baby. I finally calmed down when he stopped with a firm kiss to my abdomen. "I wanna give you the world Y/n." He whispered.
                          
I stroked his hair with a smile. "You already have."