Chapter Twenty Seven.

Ariana's POV -

"Where are you going?" I ask him, yawning behind my hand as I sit up in bed. I straighten out his shirt and pull up my jogging bottoms underneath the covers. My clothes are crumpled and need washing but I have to wear something when I leave his apartment.

"I have a few business things to sort out, where are you going?" Alex asks me, pulling on a shirt. I pout unhappily as he covers up his gorgeous body and he grins widely at me, showing off his toothy smile.

"I have to go home," I say, stepping out of his bed. I miss the warmth of his sheets and Alex's body pressed against mine.

"Why? Stay here."

I spin around and look at him, one eyebrow raised in surprise.

"You want me to stay here?" I question him, unable to believe his words. Alex simply nods, shrugging casually.

"I'll give you some money. You can go food shopping and be a good little house wife." He smirks, striding towards me. My mouth hangs open and I chuckle in disbelief, shaking my head.