You owe me something

When they got home they went straight to their room but Elle asked food be brought to their room
They took turns to freshen up and then the food was ready in their room before they were done
Elle wore pajamas as usual while Preston wore a grey top with long sleeves he dragged up to his elbow with grey pants with his wet hair that fell on his shoulder...he was looking mystically awesome and Elle couldn't deny it ....his presence was always known to her like a tease and his aura made her cheeks turn pink with blush .
"Thank you for today " Elle said and received a humming answer from him it was so low it seemed he said nothing at all
But Elle tried again
"Did you have fun ...I'm sure you did except for the food right" Preston frowned slightly and then nodded again .
You would think Elle will shut up and sleep but she continued
"I actually have another activity for tomorrow and I will make sure to plan it well so we'd both have fun ok .. and-"
"You owe me something you know" Preston said as he walked closer to the bed Elle was currently sitting on
" What's that " Preston could sense her nervousness and grinned . When he was close enough to her he used his fingers to raise her face to look at him
"This" and he bent and kissed her softly like he was careful not to tear a flesh and after breaking it they looked at each other and he sat on the bed and gestured at Elle to cross lap him and he went in again for another kiss this time fierce full of passion like he's been waiting his whole life for it and she returned the kiss with the same energy
They stopped minutes later so they could catch their breaths and Elle was playing with Preston's hair
"Let me help you dry your hair Preston " she stood up from his lap and he followed her to the dressing table with a huge mirror designed with lights Infront of it he sat in the chair and quietly let her dry his hair and when she was done he helped her dry hers too .
Time seemed to stand still as Preston's hand touched Elle's scalp and something clenched inside her that she couldn't quite figure out.. Preston was done drying it and oiled it to massage it and Elle didn't protest which she told herself was out of curiosity.
Preston was slow and steady like he was counting the hairs on her head or fearing that he would pluck a hair off by mistake and Elle was enjoying it and slept after some time
Preston carried her to the bed and tucked her in .
He kept looking at her face and admiring her beauty ...he was finding it hard to hate this woman Infront of him ....she was the same person who made him go to a children's fare who made him eat nonsense as he would say despite his better judgement...the woman whose lips he craved like it was air ... there's a saying that there's a difference between what is and what it should be and he understood it more at that moment that he is supposed to hate this woman but he entered a relationship contract with her
What is definitely fucked up what should be and he was struggling to accept it.
He used his hands to line the curves of her face and it rested on her lips and after kissing her forehead switched of the light and held her and closed his eyes to a dreamless sleep