Blasphemous (Torn #3)(28)
He rushed to the bathroom, huffing as he looked at me, confused, then it clicked in his head.
“Can you go to the store and get me some tampons, please?” I pleaded in my this-is-highway-emergency voice.
“Right, of course.” Bass looked rattled for a second before clearing his throat. “I’m going to be back soon. Will you be okay? Do I need to get you something else while I’m gone? Tylenol?”
“I’m okay.”
Bass looked so unsure I just wanted to give him a kiss. “You’ve never done this before, huh?”
That earned me a smirk. “Of course, I haven’t. I did say you were a lot of my firsts.” He spoke as he went inside his walk-in closet and grabbed a shirt and then paused to give me a kiss before he left the house.
Twenty minutes later, he came back with two plastic bags full of God knows what. “I only needed one box of tampons, Bass. What are all these?”
He placed it on the bed and took out a box, reading the label before throwing it to me. “Vaginal douche. Cleansing wipes, panty liners. Hell, everything that related to—these things, I got. There were just so many to choose from. How the hell would I know the difference between super heavy and heavy? You never specified.”
Pressing my lips together, I was trying the best I could to hold back my laugh, but failed miserably. “Bass, calm down. It’s okay… Thank you for getting me a douche.” I gestured towards all the crap on the bed, then paused, my eyes focusing on one item. “You got hot and cold lube? What the heck for?”
“Just in case.”
“Hah! You’re so bad.”
“And you love it.” He strode over to me and planted a quick kiss on me. “I’ll be in the kitchen starting dinner. Don’t be too long.”
“I won’t.”
Two hours later, I was packing some serious pounds in my belly. “Argh, I’m going to get fat with all this food you cook for me. Not to mention, that you always shove down dessert like it is mandatory to finish the entire Chocolate Bundt off.”
“I’d still love you even if you’re fat.”
While watching all those hot women race for my downfall? Not in this lifetime, buddy! “Maybe, but I just need to maintain exercises with Shiva and start pole again with Trista and Amber.”
“That thing you did in Santorini was hot.” He lustfully glanced at me, all passionate and seductive.
“I know, Bass. How could I forget? You kept me up all night.”
That made him snort. “Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy it because my ears wouldn’t forgive you if you denied it.”
“Ugh! You’re hopeless.”
“So are you.”
“Guess that makes the two of us perfect for each other.” Smiling as I winked at him, I picked up the empty dishes and took them to the sink.
We both worked together cleaning up our mess, rinsing the dishes before placing them in the dishwasher. After ten minutes, Bass was busy typing on his phone whilst talking to me. “Do you want to watch a movie first then shower, or the other way around?”
“Shower, then movie. I’d love to fall asleep in there like the last time. Do you remember that? When we watched Tristan and Isolde?” I reminisced about the time where I was so intrigued with this new man I found so fascinating.
I watched as he carefully placed his phone back on the counter as he slowly lifted his eyes to meet mine. “I remember everything that has you in it, Emma. Most especially last year.”
I knew he did. That’s why Carter was such a big deal to him. “I do, too,” I said, crestfallen before going into the arms of the sexy man who made my heart run a marathon with one look alone. “I love you, do you know that?” Kissing his neck as I inhaled him. Bass, I’m so crazy about you.
Tomorrow evening, he was taking me back to the beachfront house Lindsey got for us. I was looking forward to a new year living with the girls and my new life with Bass.
It was a new beginning, a new phase to make more memories.
“Em? I meant to tell you in Aspasia, but I got sidetracked when I was giving you a massage. Do you remember that I was going to tell you something that night?”
That, I almost forgot about that! “Yeah. What was it that you wanted to talk about?”
“I have to film the fourth KOC film in Canada. It was scheduled for the second week of September, originally, but when they found out that we wrapped up early in Greece, they’re willing to start early. This was during our fight in Greece, so I gave them the go signal. I’m sorry, I know your birthday is right around that time, but I promise to be back here to celebrate it with you.”
“Oh.” But we just got back, I whined internally. “How long will you be in Canada for?”
“Three to four months. Hopefully, we’ll be back right around Thanksgiving or Christmas. It depends.”
That long? Goodness!!! What the hell was I to do without him here? Count my hair? “That’s quite a long time to be away from you, Bass.”
“I know it is. That’s why I’m hoping to fly out here as much as I can during weekends or you can visit me when you aren’t doing much during the weekends, too. We can do this, Emma. As long as you work with me in putting each other first, then we’ll be fine.”
f*uk! This was bad news. “Are you sure you aren’t going to look for another girlfriend while I’m not there?”