Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(77)

“Even if it hadn’t have happened, I’d still have said yes.” I wink at her.

“What are you two lovelies whispering about?” Matt asks walking into the staff room.

“Plotting your death,” I say as serious as I can.

“But I’m so nice!” He whines.

“Too nice, it’s suspicious.” I grin. He separates us and stands between the two of us, linking his arms with ours.

“I’m as nice as can be. Might be a bit perverted but that’s not too bad, is it?” He grins.

“Nah, you’re pretty alright.” I smile at him.

“Good.” He beams and walks with us back into the office. We are all greeted by a huge assortment of flowers and donuts.

“There’s a note.” Alicia smiles and picks it up, looking at the envelope. “It’s for you, Have.” She hands it to me and I open it.

I hope these flowers brighten your day as much as you brighten mine. If they don’t, I’m sure the donuts will.

Love,

Yours forever,

Spencer xx

“Oh he’s good.” Jorge chuckles.

“He is.” I sigh happily and grab my phone to send him a text.

Me: Just thinking about you brightens my day.

Spencer: So do you. Did you like them?

Me: Love them. They look amazing.

Spencer: What about the donuts? How many are left?

Me: Besides the one Matt is trying to steal from me, they’re all still there.

I slap Matt’s hand away. “Hands off. They. Are. Mine.” I give him an evil look before I look back to my phone.

Spencer: Don’t forget to share them. I love you, I have to go frolicking in the woods again lol <3

Me: Enjoy, beware of the ticks and I love you too. It’s no fun if I have to share them :(

Spencer: Thanks, now I’ll think one is crawling over me. Well you don’t want to make yourself sick…

Me: No, I don’t but still! Itsy bitsy ticky…

Spencer: I’m in love with a weirdo…

Me: Don’t act like you don’t enjoy it.

Spencer: Alright, I do.

Me: Later, Angelface.

Spencer: Later, Sweetbutt.

Me: Sweetbutt?

Spencer: Yep, your ass is pretty freaking sweet :P

Me: Nutter.

Spencer: Love you too ;)

Me: <3

“Alright, you can all have one, apparently I must share.” I pout and they all dig in.

The rest of the afternoon is rather quiet as we all focus on work after polishing off the box of donuts in the space of about ten minutes. We all love these heavenly sugary treats. We talk about random topics going from the economy to what we have planned for New Year's Eve; from how we all met our significant others to the use of sex toys. Don’t ask how we got on that subject, all I’m saying is that the instigator of that topic was Matt.

Just as I leave work to go back to Spencer’s place, I make a quick stop at home to get my car and a surprise for him.





CHAPTER 24



Two Days Later

I smile feeling proud of myself and what I’ve managed to do. I’m standing in Spencer’s kitchen, wearing panties and one of his button down shirts, attempting to make the perfect meal before he gets home from his trip. I’ve been cooking since I arrived wanting to make sure everything is right and on time. He’s always the one cooking and taking care of me and for once I’ll be able to do the same for him.

I’ve decided to make cheese ravioli with chicken parmigiana and so far, fingers crossed, things are going well. I hope I don’t burn something, or the house, or myself. I wanted to make chocolate cake for dessert, but I didn’t have time so we’ll have to skip dessert tonight.

I smile as I dance around to Lady Gaga whilst cooking, or more like attempting to cook. I’m not a pro by any means, but it does surprisingly smell quite nice. I turn around and come face to face with a very surprised Spencer.

I scream bloody murder when I see him standing right behind me. “Are you trying to give me a f*cking heart attack?”

“Not particularly.” He chuckles.

“Hey you.” I smile as I start to calm down and lower the volume of the music.

“Hey yourself.” He smiles at me and kisses me deeply. He subtly backs me against the kitchen counter. He cups my face gently, slanting my head to the left, deepening the kiss. He claims my mouth completely without wasting any time and caresses my tongue with his. His right hand cradles the back of my head as his left travels down my body, grabbing hold of my hips and pulling my body flush against his.

“Wow. Maybe you should go on short trips more often,” I say breathlessly.

“Not the only reason why.” He smiles at me, he’s as excited as a kid in a candy store.

“I wonder what the other reason might be?” I ask.

“You moved in while I was away,” he whispers, resting his forehead against mine.

“Oh, you noticed,” I reply innocently.

“First thing I noticed before seeing you dancing around our kitchen wearing your panties and one of my shirts was Bernard sleeping on the couch and that table we struggled to get up to your flat.” He squeezes my ass in a possessive way. “I’m not sure I want to know how it got here.”