A Millionaire, His Suit And Poor Me – Part 34

I wasn’t sure what to expect from Henri for Sunday’s game: maybe a nice suit with a little Green Bay pin or a white shirt with a green and yellow tie. I just thought he would dress well for the game.

So when he walked into my apartment at 10 a.m., wearing a white T-shirt with rolled up sleeves with the Packers logo, damn tight dark jeans, and his ruined Chelsea boots, I I almost passed out.

He looked like a real person going to a normal game. And the fact that he had a pair of Ray Bans on his head, hidden by his brown curls, made the outfit even more intriguing. As soon as he joined me in the kitchen, I was ready to forget about the game and drag him to my room.

o the stadium is quite long.”

floor.

my hips. I melted into his embrace and realized he was a real person and not just a handsome stranger walking through my door.

eated. “Are you doing well ?”

dong well.” I murmured against hi

ey take l

sement when we separated. “Are

“No.”

counter, taking me with him without the slightest hesitation. My hands rested on his chest, on the Green Bay logo, before letting myself relax against him, my heart at ease.

?” He asked with a smir

a lot. We’ve been freaking out all morning. Yo

rning, at least up until that moment, had a more youthful charm than usual that melted my heart.

w minutes later, dressed in green and yellow, we were discussing who was the best receiver.

turning to my roommate. “Could you te

e games, Jones played very well. I don’t know if I can support you this time, Nora

all ready?”

e looked conventional even if we tried.

hand tightly. Jace, next to me, chuckled in my ear with his striped bow tie and perfectly styled hair. Finally, there was Louis, with his arm around Jace’s waist and his tattoos peeking out from the neckline of his shirt.

lways wanted to go to enjoy a whole day.

“You know,” Jace said, amu

enris’ eyes lit up. “I know. I was undecided on what to do with it, so I invested in both.”

rm

ointed out all the positives about the stadium, like a child happy with his new

very word at face value, completely trapped, like most people who have ever approached Henris

upting the stare I’m having had on him. “You want

er in my hand.

kay with you?”

hat made me feel useless, so I decided to stay where I was until he stopped a step away.

ldn’t have won that bet.”

r arm around his shoulders and “

you?”, he whispered, running his tongue over his lower lip in a way that was deadly to

is, who was staring at me intently with that damn lip between your teeth

ing me backwards until I touched the wall with

ught his head into the curve of my neck, where she left a lig

a game. With Jace and Lou in the

ead, pretending,

Noras, you have not denied it.”

se in the world mattered

at I love so much. He pulled away slightly, but not without leaving a kiss on the corner

o hold back my laughter when he squeezed my hips playfully. “Or would you rather be against this wall

ony door, hoping he wouldn’t grab my arm while running. I turned around with the same smile and

e can do at home,

ying, and I chose that moment to open the door and go out onto the balcony, taking a seat. A smirk began to form on my lips as I had the last word

and carried me on his lap like nothing else in the world mattered

He mumbled as he adjusted his le

e a little girl on Christmas morning and Louis was yelling “Watch the game, showed

s almost palpable, everyone started screaming and me with them, every cell of my

f the stadium, Henris grabbed me by the waist, fingers pressed on my hips, pulling me towards him. I gasped when he wrapped his arms around me, holding me clos

top jumping in the air right now, so I swear to God we will leave At t

I ‘ll t

e wall.” the eyes. I carefully ran my fingers over his cheek, causing him to o

nd my cheeks blushed at this insinuation. The fact that I ha

ve to get away from his legs, but I was stopped instantly. “I said sit down, don’t move from above I

on’t want to hurt

.”

efinitely

to watch the match and I want you to sit

ody Henris to yell at everyone and give orders. Then, as if Jace could read my mind, he handed me

the match while sipping

playfully.

el from where I was sitting on his knees. A groan passed his lips and he gestured for me to ret

t it says in the email… No… When

agged me with him, looked so

t’s when it has to be presented… Claire, I swear to God

y because he was grabbing my hand so hard I was afraid he would break it, partly because I had never seen him so angry, and partly because he