His Mission (HIS SERIES Book 1) SAKINA HUSSAIN (short novels in english .TXT) 📖

my lungs tighten as I struggle to breathe normally.

"Do you really mean all that?" I whisper, my stomach twisting with nerves. Jake nods firmly, his eyes softening —

"I mean every single word."

Butterflies explode in my stomach and I release the breath I'm holding. Jake suddenly reaches forward, taking hold of my hand. He lifts it up, placing a soft kiss on the back of it. I watch him, wide eyed.

"I don't know why I've waited so long for this. If I could go back and change everything, I would. You deserve the world Muffin." He murmurs. He looks up at me from under his thick lashes, his features so beautiful and mesmerising.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks, completely taking me by surprise. His words are a shaky whisper, his breath trembling as he waits for my response. Moments of silence pass between us and finally his words register inside my mind.

I feel my heart squeeze with love for him and I squeal loudly. . . A full on embarrassing squeal. Jake looks at me me in alarm an I stop, composing myself.

"What the hell was that Wentworth?" He smirks, blue eyes lighting up with amusement.

"Let's forget that happened," I mutter covering my face with my hands. Jake chuckles softly, a sound I didn't realise how much I've missed.

"So is that a yes?" He says nervously and I nod profusely. He grins, his smile big enough to melt my entire heart. I stand up and he places his hand on my waist before lifting me up and planting a firm kiss on my lips. I pull back, giddy with excitement.

"I'm finally your girlfriend."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting," Jake murmurs apologetically, resting his forehead against mine. I smile at him, sub consciously drifting closer towards his lips. He senses my actions and his hands pull me further into his body, strong arms wrapping around me. When he kisses me again, he takes his time, exploring every inch of my mouth with his tongue. I sink into him, his scent invading my senses and drawing me further into a lust filled daze. I know I'll never get bored of the way Jake Melvin kisses with such love and passion.

To top it all off . . .

He's mine, all mine.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty Five - Bumping into old faces.

The door swings open and Jake emerges, his eyes lighting up with amusement at the sight of me. The corner of his lips twitch upwards as he leans against the doorway —

"Muffin, get dressed."

"Nope, I'm quite happy where I am." I smile, sinking further into my bed sheets. I'm dressed in one of Jake's white tee shirts with my grey jogging bottoms underneath. A jar of Nutella is balanced professionally in my lap and I'm currently licking the spoon.

The last thing on my mind is getting dressed.

"Why don't you come join me?" I suggest, holding out the spoon towards Jake. Sharing Nutella is a huge step for me, he should feel honoured.

"As amazing as that sounds, I want to take you out." Jake smiles, glancing up at me from under his dark lashes. I pause, butterflies fluttering in my stomach from his words.

"Where to?" I ask calmly, shoving another huge spoonful of Nutella in my mouth which tastes heavenly.

Seriously, which God created Nutella?

The chocolate gods and I owe him everything.

Possibly my first born child.

Jake walks over to me and grabs the Nutella jar from my hands, shaking his head. I protest and reach forward to grab it back, my mouth still full of the chocolatey goodness. Jake raises an eyebrow at me and I pout, folding my arms.

"Where to?" I repeat, eyeing up the jar to strike when the time is right.

"It's a surprise. I'm taking you on a date."

"Like a date with you?" I ask nervously, biting down on my lower lip. To hide the excitement building up inside me, I lung for the Nutella. Jake is faster than me and raises it high into the air, way out of my reach. I whine and jump, attempting to grab it but fail miserably.

"Dear God, my girlfriend's a slob." Jake mumbles and I gasp jokingly, slapping his chest.

"I heard that!" I yell, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Good, I wanted you to." Jake smirks and I huff, crossing my arms over my chest. He rolled his eyes at my behaviour however the affectionate smile on his face never faltered. I like that smile, it made me feel wanted.

"Muffin, you've got ten minutes."

I watch him leave, carrying my Nutella jar with him and internally cried from the distance he was putting between me and Nutella. How does Jake expect me to get dressed for a date in 10 minutes?

I'm not super human.

I run to my closet, tearing off my clothes as I stand in front of it in only underwear. The door opens suddenly and I gasp, dropping down onto the floor behind my bed. I scan the floor, looking for my clothes but they're lying in a crumpled up heap on the other side of the room, out of reach. Great, this could only happen to me.

"Muffin, where the hell are you?"

"Jake, get out."

"Are you hiding from me?" He questions, sounding amused.

"Get out! I'll be ready in ten minutes!"

"Muffin, come out, come out, wherever you are."

I hear his footsteps get closer and I do the first stupidest idea that comes to mind. I jump from my hiding spot and run towards a startled looking Jake. I shove hard at his body in an attempt to push him out of the room.

"Oh, hello." He says smoothly, blue eyes drinking in my appearance. I groan and shove him harder which unfortunately doesn't do much.

"I forgot