All Chapters of Chasing Storm: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"Is everything alright there?" Mom asked me. I'm currently seating on Scott's bed in only his shirt, my legs crossed in front of me and my back against the headrest."Yeah... hopefully, Grace would be discharged by tomorrow and in time for Thanksgiving on Sunday" I hum.The sound of the shower going off made me close my eyes."You seem quiet. Are you alright dear?""Yeah... I'm good. It's just... I've got something on my mind""What is it?"I sigh rolling my head back. It's about what Scott was about to say yesterday. He could've said it, but he didn't. I really wish he did, it would've meant the world to me. Asking me to marry him so we could move into a huge mansion and probably have kids...but I know Scott dislikes kid anyway."You don't want to talk about it?" Mom caught in."Yes. At least not now""Very well the . I r

I slide down the hallway in Scott's boxers and one of his signature shirts. I almost slip on my socks but I make it finally, to the kitchen in time to place the bowl of fruits there.Scott comes behind me, laughing and clutching his stomach."I wasn't really going to eat it""You were eyeing it Scott" I narrow my eyes at him. He does this little dance with his hips that make him look so cute I try to hide my smile, but it's so hard."You still took a banana"He flops on the couch and rest his hands on his stomach, shutting his eyes. I'm left standing with a bowl in my hand and a smile on my face. This is one do the times where he does a Scott time. Or so he calls it.He doesn't reply or talk. Just stay still with his eyes shut. I drop the bowl gently on the counter not to disturb his little meditating. Arranging myself in between his legs, I lie down on him, my he

I slip the red gown on me after I had packed my hair up into a tight bun and rounded it at the end so nothing flowed. It made me look prettier than usual actually. The red lipstick helped too.I hear a grunt behind me and when I turn, Scott is dressed in his new attire looking hot as hell while he checks me out. I blush facing the mirror again. "Help with the zipper please?"He walks to me and starts zipping me up like some mechanized robot. He place feather like kisses on my shoulder before dropping the strap there. "It would take bottles of drinks to not bend you over my knee at that dinner" he mumbles and I chuckle. Somehow those words, roused a sex beast in me at his dominance."Promise me you won't drink though""Don't make me promise anything baby. You're the temptress" he smirks."And drop flirting with me" I blush looking away. He laughs, walking into the bathroom.

Scott POVAs I walk away from her, away from the house, I feel myself withering away. It's not just normal to have a fight with Stormy. There's not always an assurance that we might see it through and even if we do, I'm always threading on thin ice and it scares the hell out of me. There's only what thing for me to do to make all of these right.I've got see Anna. But I haven't spoken to her in months so it might be awkward but at this point, I'm willing to do anything to put a smile back on Stormy's face. When she pushed me away, I felt awful seeing that disgusted look on her face, but I was too much of a dick to even admit I was wrong.I drive my Chevrolet away from the parking lot, heading for Stormy's old apartment in hopes of seeing her ex roommate. I really want to make all these right or I might just not go home today.I can't stand Stormy getting mad at me. We've come a long way fr

Tim kept glaring at me and smiling and it's creeping me out. I roll his shirt into his bag before taking it downstairs. The little guy follows me, tailing behind. I drop the bag on the couch so when he mom comes to get him, it won't be hard to find."So you got some last night huh?" Tim smirks at me and I place my hand in my chest."Excuse me?" I ask the seven years old boy who is staring up at me like he's just won a lottery. He points at Scott who just came down the stairs with bed head, and then points at me. "You two. Last night" he grins and I gasp. Oh my God! I walk away from him, feeling my cheeks flush while the little boy went on laughing.I walk up to Scott "we might have just tainted the mind of a seven years old boy" I gasp."So? The little fucker is bound to know this shit anyway" he drops the glass in his hand. "give him three years and he's trying to get into the pants of his female