Destined mates

Chapter Twelve

After lunch, Chris showed Charlotte the rest of the house and even the terrace that over looked the garden. It was more like a huge feild which had houses along the edges. She could see all the children playing together while other pack member sat and watched. Charlotte notice a little girl in a yellow summer dress which brought tears to her eyes.

Chris came up close beside her and pulled her into his side. He also noticed the little girl and looked down at Charlotte. He turned her and walked over to the outdoor seating area.

'I wanted to talk to you about something,' Chris sat next to Charlotte and held her hand, 'Do you remember much of your childhood before the fire?' He asked

'I remember my mum stopped taking me to school and she kept reminding me how long it was till my birthday,' She started which brought a smile to get face, 'I remember playing in the garden with...' She stopped and looked over towards the little girl.

'Lucy.' Chris finished her sentence. Charlotte was shocked that he new her name.

'How...' She looked at Chris with confusion.

'My father new yours, and my mother was best friends with your mother,' He started to explain. 'They visited Whitetop on more than one occasion. I actually went with my father the last time...' He stopped himself. Charlotte was crying as he was telling her this.

'Your dad had just agreed to design the renovations to the old cinema and that's why we came to yours.' He wiped a tear from Charlotte's cheek as it rolled.

'You actually made my dad laugh, on more than one occasion,' Which made Charlotte smile,

'You Kept pulling me to the garden to push you on the swings' Charlotte giggled

'We ended up having a photo done of all of us before we had to leave,' When he said that Charlotte gasped

'I remember now! I asked you a question,' She smiled, 'I'm big and... well not strong but stronger than what I was,' She laughed

'And I will keep my promise, now you get to keep me all to yourself.' She moved closer to him and put her arms around his neck. Chris wiped the remnants of her tears off her cheeks and placed his hands on her hips.

'Our fathers new you were my mate back then, I was adamant they were going mad,' Chris laughed

'But here you are, my mate.' He moved his face closer to hers and closed his eyes. She placed her lips against his and melted. His lips felt so soft. She could feel his grip get tighter on her hips as he was trying to pull her closer. She broke the kiss and smiled,

'Can we go up stairs..' Before she finished her sentence, Chris grabbed her bridal style and headed for the stairs. She was laughing as she noticed he was taking them two at a time. When they got up to the bedroom he asked her to do the honors. She opened the door and he walked in. 'You put me down now?' She didnt want him to get to ahead of himself. He placed her on the floor gently and pulled her in for another kiss.

'I'm hot but dont have anything else to wear.' She pulled away from Chris's arms and walked to the bedroom. Chris followed. The bedroom had a queen size bed draped in navy blue bed sheets. The walls were also navy blue but had whites square frames going around the room, in each square he had photos of his parents on there own or with him.

'Do you want one of my shirts to put on and some shorts?' He asked heading over to his closet.

'Your shorts will hang off me,' she giggled, 'I'll just have a t-shirt if that's ok.' She headed over to his closet door and watched him open a draw and pull out a t-shirt for her. She could feel herself get wet between the legs which made her even hotter. Chris suddenly slammed the draw shut and stood frozen. The slam made her jump

'Are you ok?' She asked Chris

'You cant be thinking like that, I can smell your arousal! He gritted his teeth and looked towards her with dark eyes.

'I'm sorry I didnt realise.' She rubbed her legs together and blushed. His eyes went back to normal and he walked towards her and handed her the t-shirt.

'I'm trying to go slow and control myself but your making it hard for me.' he rubbed the back of his neck and walked over to the bed.

Charlotte got changed in the t-shirt he gave her and headed over to the bed where he was sat.

'If you want, I'll get hazel to take you to town tomorrow for you to get some clothes.'He offered.

'I dont have any money,' she hung her head and played with the helm of the t-shirt.

'What's mine is yours now Charlotte,' he help her hand and gave it a squeeze. She looked up and smiled.

Later that day, Chris went down and got dinner for himself and Charlotte to take up to the bedroom because he didnt want Charlotte to walk around the mansion in just his t-shirt.

When he entered the room, Charlotte was sat at the small table by the window. He placed the plates down and sat down on the chair opposite.

'I asked Hazel if she was up to taking you shopping tomorrow and she happy to do it,' He said before putting some food in his mouth.

'Ok brilliant thank you,'

'No need to thank you, I want you to have everything you deserve,' he smiled.

Charlotte smiled back at him and started to eat little bit of the food at a time. It's been a while since she had two meals in a day.

It was getting late and Charlotte was yawning.

'Do you wanna get some sleep?' Chris asked as he turned off the tv.

She nodded while yawning again. She got off the sofa and started to make her way to the bedroom.

'Do you want me to sleep on the sofa?' He asked while heading to the bathroom.

'No, it's ok, I feel...warm when your close.' She said with a smile.

They brushed their teeth together and got into bed. Charlotte curled up close to Chris who laid on his side with his hand under his pillow, watching her as she couldnt keep her eyes open any longer. He smiled to himself.

'Finally your home.'