Chapter thirty five

Maggie's pov
A gentle tap on my thigh made me slowly and reluctantly peel my eyes open. Last night would easily be said to be my best night ever. I felt closure from all angles of the world. My sleep was great and so was the sex. Julian was beyond good last night that I lost track of the number of orgasms I had. He took me to heights I never knew existed and most shockingly, I wanted and still want more. Blame my wild wolf hormones. I was sore, deliciously sore I must add and even though I could barely walk, I wouldn't think twice if he asked that I put my leg on his shoulders.
'Wake up honey" Julian's baritone reverberated against my bones, pushing me to wake up.?
'I don't want to" I whimpered, using the sheets to cover me up. 'Gosh, I feel so jelly"
'That should be my fault and I'm sorry. The thing is, it is past noon and I thought you would feel more refreshed if you have a bath and eat. Medications wouldn't be a bad idea too" after what he said about noon, I immediately zoned out on him, how the hell did I sleep for such a long time? I hastily kicked the sheets away from my body and hurried to do my morning routine, which was now an afternoon routine.
'How are you feeling?" Julian asked me the second I came out of the bathroom.
'Sore… I feel sore" I answered and slummed lazily on the bed.?
'Should I provide you with soothe?" he asked with concern laced in his voice but I also didn't miss the suggestive tone in it.
'I'm not sure what your plan is but no…, I'd pass" I snickered and Julian showed me his puppy face which in my opinion was ridiculous. It was funny as fuck.
'Uhm, don't you have somewhere to be?"
I shook my head in negation. "Can I sleep a little longer please?"
'Yes dear," he said giving my forehead a brief kiss.
Later that same day, I woke up to see bright light chatting through the room, and my hand flew to my eyes on instinct to protect them from the light. A part of my heart was eaten by guilt, but overall, I was completely fine. No traces of all that had happened the day before and I felt glad for that. My plans worked accordingly and right now, I was in the space of my all-time crush,? Kicking off my covers I went into the bathroom, to do my morning routine, which included, brushing my teeth, emptying my bowels of any waste, and taking my bath. But I couldn't do the latter, the reason being that I didn't have any clothing to change into. I guess it was finally time to go back to my room. I decided to wear one of Julian's hoodies that stopped a little above mid-thigh. I'd return it after I get changed in my house.? Minutes later, I was done with all that I needed to do in the bathroom; I then went back to the room to get my phone. Man, did I sleep long? It was fucking thirty minutes to eleven; no wonder I felt very refreshed and enlivened. I checked for my clothes from the day before but I could not find them. I would have asked Julian but I wasn't sure if he was awake or in a conference meeting in his study and I wouldn't want to wake him up for such trivial matters or interrupt whatever thing he does in there.? Although, I had no plans of giving his hoodie back to him even if he asked to return it. Not like he would dare say such a thing. Being tangled in his sheets gave me satisfaction too. I understood why people loved him so much. I was over a thousand times over, knocked down with jealousy the last time I went grocery shopping with him. Men and women, young and old alike flooded him every single corner we went and my suspicion was that the reason he dragged me into that restroom was to give me an assurance that he only had eyes on me. Aside from the fact that he was kind, he also was fucking handsome and well built. Every fucking empty boxes ticked.
I came out of the bedroom and began to walk through the hallway to the stairs. While on the stairs I heard chattering sounds coming from towards the kitchen. Maybe Julian was awake after all? And truly he was. Besides the Kitchen Island, he stood shirtless in his morning glory. His sweatpants were a bit too low, for me if I must maintain my sanity. My eyes involuntarily trailed down his body, from head to toe taking in the fine male specimen standing right in front of me. Standing a few steps from me but I felt like he was miles away. If only he wasn't as fucked up as he currently is, probably things would have gone well for us.
Even though his back was turned to me, I could still make out the perfect shape of his body. His beautiful?flawless skin, glowing in the early morning sun. His muscles poke out as he does his thing in the cooking pot, stirring away and humming to a song I still couldn't make out. His barefoot moved sexily on the rug, as he went from and to, grabbing ingredients for whatever he was making.
Maybe my gaze on him was strong after all because he suddenly turned sharply and caught my eye eating him. Crap! His eyes travel from my hair to my face and then, the remaining part of me. I had to break eye contact with him when he stared at me with expressions I couldn't describe. His alluring eyes looked at me with so much intensity I felt as though he was trying to read my mind.
I peeked through my lashes to look at him and I was surprised when I saw his gaze was still on my face. Focusing particularly on the hoodie. With eyes strong and dark with an unreadable expression and penciled lips; maybe he was angry because I wore his hoodie without his permission.
"I'm sorry, for wearing your shirt without your permission. I'd go change it right away" I said with a shaky voice and advanced to go back to the room to change but Julian grabbed my hand. I really don't know why I was suddenly frightened by him. The intensity in his eyes was just too much for me to handle "Hey. Maggie. Don't go" Julian replied, turning me to face him. "I didn't mean to scare you off. Please don't go".
"Uhmm okay. So it's okay for me to wear your shirt?" I asked, wanting to confirm I wasn't treading on fatal ground. Because why not? It was Julian I was dealing with and the dude has a knack for switching between moods.
"You can have it" he gushed out in a tone that screamed don't fucking touch any of my belonging but his eyes held something else. "That's if you want to" he finalized when he saw the look of confusion on my face. Like why the hell was this guy acting this way. So weird and so not Julian-like.
"Thank you. Really. But, I only want to borrow it for a while. I plan on returning it later" I winked and he smiled.
"Breakfast is almost done. You should wait and have some before you go".
"No, it is fine. I'm not hungry…." I wasn't done blabbing my meaningless mono-dialogue when my stomach cried out in protest. Making gurgling sounds, exposing the fact that it was empty and that it needed food. Shame on you Maggie.
"I think your stomach does not agree with you, huh? Julian joked, wearing a big smirk. Must he really make me feel bad for everything?
'Yeah, it doesn't! But it is still fine. I'd get something to eat later. I swear I'm so worn. I can't even stretch. How will I be able to cook?"
'There's still a lot of leftover in the fridge and some other takeout's too."
'Let's just cook. That, would be better since Clara, Greyson and Hunter are coming back today, it would be nice to cook them some great meal" I opined.
'You should get some rest, I'll handle those" Julian said from behind me.
'Not when I'm starving," I responded, rolling my eyes at his cheesy antics. Ever since Julian woke from his days long sleep and I and his friends reconciled I opted to be the chef of the pack house because cooking was something I loved doing. Subsequently, Julian visited the kitchen whenever I was cooking and he suddenly began to cook too. Apparently, I couldn't credit for his great cook because he learned to cook from his child hood but the sole aim that he dropped his status and cooked for me and his friends interchangeably with whoever turn it was to cook was something I would kill to take credit for.
'I'm so sorry. I didn't think about that. How about you freshen up why I asked one of the maids to cook or would you prefer takeout?" he was all serious as he spoke to me and his eyes brushed over mine with concern.
'Oh, that's fine. I'll cook"
'No, you need to rest. I would cook if necessary"
'No, I want to cook" before he could reply, I made my way out of my room, heading towards the kitchen, in search of something to cook.
I stood on my tiptoes, trying to find the spaghetti in the kitchen cabinet. My hand wasn't long enough and so I couldn't reach it. I wanted to look for a stool to climb to increase my height, but because I was starving I didn't want to waste time.? I felt Julian's presence behind me, his chest pressed to my back. I felt his breath fanned my neck and the hair on my skin rose in action. A cold shiver ran down my spine from sharing such close proximity with him.?
His long hands reached out, grabbing the pasta.?
'I was going to get it eventually" I said
'Sure you will" alpha Julian replied in a mockery tone
'Of course, I had everything under control"
'With both your feet in the air, I highly doubt" he had a smug smile which I wanted so badly to wipe off his face. I reached for the spaghetti in his arms but he brought his hand over my head so that no matter how much I try, I wouldn't be able to reach it.
'Give me it" I whined and pouted like a child. He leaned down and dropped a quick kiss on my lips.
'No," he hesitated.
'Yes," I grumbled.
'No," he said again.
'Why?'' I asked, feeling angry and frustrated.?
'Because I want to cook too"?
'What?"
'Let's cook together"
'Why?"
'Because I care about you so much, I don't want to ever let you out of my sight." he blurted out, which caught me off guard. My mouth hung open without any word coming out.? His lips curved into a smile when he saw me furiously blushing. My wolf looked at me in embarrassment, her head moving from side to side.
'Y-yeah what. Whatever '' I stuttered and cleared my throat in embarrassment. Once again, he made me speechless with his words. I used a comeback queen. What the heck was happening to me? He slowly backed away, giving me a chance to breathe. I scooted further into the kitchen, trying desperately to catch my breath from all of Julian's word assault. While Julian prepared the spaghetti, I brought the meat and vegetables out and began to stir fry.?
'Guess who is back?" a very loud familiar voice shouted from nobody knows where or was that my mind?