When I finish the book's last sentence I grin, putting my new favourite book down onto the bed. Fuck that was the best book I've ever read, I'd already read about a half on the plane and while I was waiting for Seb to finish whatever he went out to do, I decided to read the rest.

Bree and Archer own my heart, I love them so damn much I can't even express it in words. This book has already reached my top three list. Which is actually hard to get to.

1. Archer's voice

2. The sweetest oblivion

3. The fine print

I love those three books with all my heart and could never get bored of them, but my current obsession with Archer and Bree is not healthy. I love him, he's fucking adorable. But goddamnit his stupid aunt pissed me off so much.

When I found out what she did I almost threw the book across the room, but then I realised it would damage the book, so I threw a pen instead. How dare she do that to him? She made him feel like he wasn't even a normal person because he couldn't talk.

Every time he said that I wanted to jump into the book and slap the shit out of the Victoria bitch. Now I have to rant to Seb, because somehow he's already read this book.

It's annoying how he has read every book I want him to read with me.

But this man is nowhere to be seen, it's been hours since he left. When he told me he'd be out a lot, I didn't actually think he was going to leave me alone for this long.

I put the book aside and my smallest movement causes Goose to jump awake, I smile at the dog before getting off the bed. Slipping my feet into the cow slippers I took outta my bag a bit before and walking towards the door.

I hear Goose jump onto the floor and start to follow me as I walk down the hallway and towards the kitchen, I need some water.

When will he be back, I'm bored as hell.

Walking down the stairs slowly still admiring the gorgeous house, I can't believe he owns this place. It's like a whole palace some princess would live in, it seems like something Rapunzel would live in with Flynn.

My slippers hitting the tiles and Goose's paws doing the same are the only thing you can hear bouncing off the walls. It has a really high roof with big windows everywhere, the backyard is so pretty it makes me wanna stay out there forever.

There is even a small greenhouse with a pool somewhat close to it. The pool's water needs to be cleaned out but otherwise it's amazing. There's vines with jasmines hanging along the walls of the house's outside adding to its prepossessing appearance.

I walk into the kitchen and grab Goose's water bowl on the way in, filling it up with some lukewarm water from the tap as he sits by my feet. Seb already told me that all the water in the house is filtered so I know it's okay to give Goose tap water. Carefully I just place it close to him in case he also wants some water.

I look out of the window right above the sink as I reach for a glass in the top shelf, the garden outside is outgrown with random plants and long ass grass. I'm making Seb fix that after he fixes the pool.

I chill in the pool as he works on the garden. Amazing.

Speak of the devil and he shall arrive, I hear the front door closing echo along the house and a small smile reaches my lips.

I fill myself half a glass of water before turning around and leaning back against the counter, but before I could even check if Goose was drinking his water I saw something that made me fucking scream. Not Seb.

I grab onto my glass tighter so I don't let go and drop it as I look at the huge spider in a spider web, a tingle runs through my body as Goose jumps up and stands in front of me.

"Seb!" I shout on the top of my lungs, I can hear his shoes slamming against the tiles as he runs towards me. "Hurry up," I cry out when the spider moves a bit.

As soon as he runs into the kitchen I point to the spider beside the fridge with closed eyes and shout for him to kill it, anything, but to get it away from me. I hate bugs.

When I hear a snort I almost grab my slipper and chuck it at him, but then I realise the spider might compromise my poor cow slipper. There is no way I'm giving up something so special.

"Get it or you sleep on the couch," I open my eyes and glare at him. He only rolls his eyes before walking towards it, dropping his phone on the kitchen island and my eyebrows furrow when he passes the paper towel. How is he going to grab it?

Before I could even question him, he grabs it in his bare fucking hands and I gag before bending down and grabbing Goose. "It's so small and harmless Abby," he rolls his eyes but I cringe when he shakes his head at me.

Hugging Goose to my chest before glaring at my dumb idiotic boyfriend, "kill it before I kill you." I snap but he only ignores me with a small glare mimicking mine.

"I'm putting it outside," he murmurs before walking towards the backyard door, nasty, that is so nasty. He grabbed it with his hands, I gag just thinking of it again.

Goose turns around and buries his face against my neck, I give him a small kiss on the top of his head before standing up straight and grabbing my water.

I chug it down before another shiver runs down my spine, it feels like there are a billion little spiders crawling all over me.

Seb walks back into the kitchen, rolling up his cuff links and when he reaches for me I run to the other side of the kitchen island. "Nope, wash your hands and everything that touched that creature." I demand.

He takes a deep breath before turning around and washing his hands in the sink, Goose sits on the floor and drinks the water I poured for him. I take another sip of my water as I look around the kitchen.

Now he grabs the paper towel and dries his hands, I cringe remembering how he touched the spider and then his shirt to roll up the cuff links. "Good, can I have a kiss now?" Seb asks me and I sip my water.

"You touched your shirt," is all I say between sips. Watching his jaw lock as he pushes off his blazer and tosses it onto the island. I give him a small 'sorry' look as he continues to start unbuttoning his shirt.

Our eyes lock and I feel the corners of my lips tilting up, "you're so fucking dramatic," he whispers and I roll my eyes before blowing him a kiss.

I gasp dramatically like he said I am when he doesn't catch my kiss, before I could act like I give a shit about making him get rid of his shirt my eyes fall down to his chest slowly being revealed.

Maybe I was being dramatic, but if this is what it gets me then fuck- I don't regret a thing.

"You're staring," Seb states the obvious and I hum, placing my elbows on the counter and leaning forward. My eyes follow his hands and run along his torso with every button he pulls off.

"At what's mine," I finish his sentence for him and he lets out a small chuckle.

I bite down on my bottom lip when he pulls his black shirt off and tosses it on top of his blazer, my eyes run across his torso and I let out a small breath as he walks towards me. He's painfully perfect.

Although out of everything, his eyes are my favourite. They'll always be my favourite thing about him because the first thing I noticed about him was how gorgeous his eyes were.

I place the glass on the counter top before moving forward and wrapping my arms around his neck, "thanks amor." I whisper, pushing myself up to my toes and lightly placing a kiss on his lips.

He smiles at the nickname as his hand lightly grabs the back of my neck and keeps our lips pressed together, his other hand slides down my body to slip onto my ass. My hand finds his hair and I tug slightly when he steps to the side and pushes me against the counter. I almost forgot about Goose but when he barks I pull away from the kiss.

Whoops...

"Asshole," Seb whispers, pushing my hair off my shoulder and resting his face in the crook of my neck. I give his shoulder a small pinch for calling my baby an asshole but he just shrugs my hand off.

I run my hands up and down the sides of his torso before turning my head to the side a bit and placing a kiss on his temple, "want me to cook tonight?" I'm a good cook but I just never make food because his food is ten times better. Although he looks tired as fuck right now, so I'll cook tonight.

"Yes please," he kisses my neck lightly while grabbing my thighs. Right when he was about to lift me up onto the counter I pulled him away from me slightly and despite his protests with an eyeroll and a groan I rested my forehead against his.

"We'll eat, put Goose to bed and then take a shower. Yeah?" I run my hands through his hair like I know he loves, and as soon as I mention the shower his eyes light up as he nods.

I smile the second his lips give me a smile, his smile is so fucking contagious. I peck his lips with the plan to start cooking, but one peck turns into three and three into six.

A few seconds later when he tries slamming his lips on mine I pull away with a stern look, "go change," I grab his face with a fake glare and slam my lips on his for a quick second.

I could spend the rest of my damn life living like this...