Because everyone was asking for the chapter 20 I decided to upload it today. Xx

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The next morning I wake to the sound of water running in the bathroom across from Shawn's room. He probably got up early to shower.

I think I fell asleep on the couch last night, Shawn must have carried me to his room.

That's so sweet.

I sit up in the bed and rub my eyes with the back of my hands. There is a little bit of mascara on my knuckles now.

I probably look like a raccoon.

The word "raccoon" makes me think about Kevin Hart's stand up show - What Now?

I remember watching it with my dad and Sheila, I laughed so hard that I needed to run to the toilet, because I almost peed in my pants.

I chuckle at the nice memory.

When my brain finally starts to work I wonder where my phone is.

Did I leave it in my bag last night?

I start to look around the room and I remember putting it somewhere before Shawn and I had sex. I just can't remember where I put it...

'Good morning Beth.' Shawn says, walking out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist.

'Well... that's a great start of the day.' I stare at his wet body. 'Gosh, I said that out loud.' I start to laugh, so does Shawn.

'Good morning Mendes.' I throw the duvet off of me.

He walks toward me and opens his arm, coming in for a hug. His whole chest and arms are shining from the water still on it.

He's crazy if he thinks I'm going to hug him right now.

I dodge his hug and sneak under his arm away from him.

'You're wet, I'm not hugging you!' I stand in the hall.

'Yes, so are you.' He drops the towel to the ground, standing naked in front of me.

I smile at his body with a stupid grin on my face, and I feel a certain feeling travelling down between my legs.

I try to look away from him, and luckily I succeed, I don't want to remove my clothes right now.

I'm still wearing Shawn's clothes and I feel really comfortable in them.

'Do you know where my phone is?' I ask him, looking around the hall, wondering if I dropped it.

'You left it downstairs on the couch.' He says.

That's the last place I've been last night, it makes sense, but I still can't remember leaving it there.

'I'm going to get it. A colleague needed my help today, so he must have called me or left a message.' I tell Shawn.

'Can I at least get a kiss before you go in "work mode" again.' He asks, picking up the towel from the floor.

'Yes, you can.' I take a step towards him and put my hands behind my back, trying to avoid as much contact as I can.

His lips meet mine and I feel someone's hands on my breasts.

'Mendes!' I squeal, looking down at where his hands were.

There are two wet handprints on the hoodie where my breasts are and Shawn's laugh fills the room.

'You're a child.' I say shaking my head in disapproval, even though I secretly like it.

'By the way, I need to buy some things today before we leave tomorrow.' I tell him, walking to the bathroom to wash my face.

'Yeah me too, but one thing, Beth, we're leaving today.' He announces.

'What? Why?' I ask.

I don't mind if we leave a day earlier, but I want to know the reason why.

'I have mistaken the departure date.' He says.

'We're not flying anywhere. How can you have the departure date wrong?' I ask.

'I already booked a hotel in Paris for tonight, so we need to leave today. It's a four-to-five hour drive from here, so it'll be fine, we don't have to leave right now.' He says.

'You're lucky I'm not a plan-freak.' I tell him while drying my face.

'Yes, I am.' He walks to his closet.

'When do you want to leave to go to the city?' He asks, putting on a pair of blue boxers.

'Around two?' I say, standing in the hall again.

'That's fine. You go talk to your colleague and I'll get us some breakfast.' He says.

'Thanks babe.' I give him a quick kiss on his cheek.

'Babe...' He smiles dreamy, revealing the dimple in his cheek.

I let my hand slide down his muscled arm before walking out of his room, heading downstairs.

I walk to the big, dark blue couch in the middle of his living room.

My eyes search for my phone.

I find it between a pillow.

"Call me." A text from my colleague, just like I expected.

I have a couple of notifications from instagram and snapchat, but nothing more.

My dad hasn't texted or called me yet, which is weird. I have been waiting for him to call, just to yell at me, or maybe Lucifer hasn't told him about me leaving the country yet.

'Hello, Elizabeth McCullen speaking.' I say when my colleague picks up the phone.

'I am about to lose this trial. Your trial.' He says.

The evidence was airtight, how can he fucking lose this trial?

'How?! I gave you everything you needed to win the trial.' I yell over the phone.

'Bakker gave me new information, better information he claimed.' He says.

'Don't fucking use Bakker's information! It's not his fucking trial!' I yell louder now I know this is all Bakker's fault.

'Just say this: He had the legal amount of drugs on him so we are willing to settle this out of the courtroom or we want the judge to release him of community duty. There is no way you were able to lose this case! This guy got sued for having the legal amount of drugs on him. By his own sister for god's sake!' I am still yelling.

'Okay, okay! Calm down!' He says.

'We're in the Netherlands! Weed is legal! Do you hear that? Legal!' I hang up on him and throw my phone back onto the couch, running my fingers through my hair.

God, it feels good to yell at your colleagues for messing up when you know you can't be fired because you're their superior.

It's this early in the morning and I'm already worked up about this shit.

This case was not as important as my other ones because he's not a celebrity, but it was important in a way, and I would've won it if I didn't take today off...

No! No regrets!

I am excited to go on vacation with Shawn today.

Wait? Did he say Paris? Oh my gosh, I love Paris.

It's my favourite city, and I'll be there with him tonight! I really can't wait.

The anger from the phone call disappeared as soon as I thought of Shawn.

Fuck, I suddenly remember thinking I loved him last night.

I sink into the comfortable couch with my hand over my mouth.

I hoped that I didn't love him already and I was just thinking that because I was horny as fuck, and because he was standing in front of me, naked. But I believe I love him... I can't be the one telling him I love him first! Right? Or is that just the bullshit society and movies teach you?

What if he doesn't love me back? That would be terrible! All kinds of terrible ideas creep into my head and I start to freak out.

'I'll be back in ten.' Shawn says, grabbing his wallet off the kitchen counter.

'Okay...' I respond.

So... apparently we're leaving today.

I need to pick up my birth control pills at the pharmacy. I need to buy chocolate, which is very important. I need to buy socks and new lingerie. The old ones start to get boring.

I wonder what Shawn needs to buy...

Thirty minutes later Shawn returns with the smell of fresh bread and coffee.

When we finish having breakfast together I change into my own clothes and scream at my colleague a few times before Shawn and I leave his apartment and head to the city centre.

'I hate shopping.' I say when we walk into the Kalverstraat.

'I have never heard a woman say that before.' He says, taking my hand in his.

'Well... I'm not like the other women.' I say pulling him closer to me.

I get the things I need and Shawn refuses to wait outside when I go inside Hunkemöller to get new lingerie.

Shawn is the one picking my lingerie by the time we get to the back of the store.

He has his hands in his pockets and looks around some of the kinkier lingerie.

'You should wear this.' He says with a big smile while handing me a bra with spikes.

'I would never, ever, wear that.' I grab it out of his hand and put it back in its place.

I have two sets of new lingerie and I walk to the register.

'I think you should fit them, just to be sure they fit.' He says, walking behind me.

'You would love that, wouldn't you?' I smile at him. 'If you have a little more patience you can be the one taking them off. How about that?' I put them on the counter.

'Yeah, I like that idea.' He says, pulling out his wallet.

'What are you doing?' I ask him.

'I am paying for this.' He states.

'Oh really? And who told you that?' I also grab my wallet.

'I did.' He smiles. 'I'm paying, end of discussion.'

'No.' I say, handing the woman behind the counter my Hunkemöller card.

When I pull my bank card out of my wallet I feel someone's arms wrapping around my body. Shawn lifts me in the air and puts me down behind him.

'Mendes!' I scream.

'McCullen!' He screams back.

This is so fucking embarresing.

I hear the sound of the machine beeping. He paid.

He's such a dick sometimes...

'Why did you do that?' I ask him, walking out of the store.

'Because I wanted to.' He answers.

'You can't do everything you want to do.' I say, putting my wallet back in my bag.

'I am going to pay you back.' I tell him.

'No you're not.'

I roll my eyes at him and we keep walking.

After a couple of minutes we leave the Kalverstraat and end up in a shady side of town.

I know it's shady because I see a couple of red lights in different streets, and Shawn is holding me close to his body.

'What are we doing here?' I ask Shawn.

'Here is the store I need to go to.' He responds.

I look around, but I only see drug stores, snack bars and sex stores.

'This one.' He has a big grin on his face.

When I look at the name of the store, I want to disappear from this planet. "Hotstuff" is the name of the sex shop.

'Let's go inside.' He grabs my hand.

I start to laugh, loudly.

'Don't be daft.' I laugh louder.

If he expects me to go inside that sexstore, he's even crazier than I thought he was.

He looks at me and also starts to laugh. I hope this is a joke.

'Ok, I'll be back in five minutes.' He says, letting go of my hand.

'Mendes!' I whisper-scream when a couple enters the store. 'You are not going in there.' I whisper again.

'Watch me.' He raises his eyebrow and opens the door.

I groan and pull up the collar of my coat, trying to hide my face from the people that walk past me.

What does Shawn want to buy inside that store?

The feeling of embarrassment slowly fades away and replaces itself with curiosity. Should I go inside?

I think for a moment and weigh the pros and cons against each other.

No I'm not going inside.

I look at my watch every ten seconds, and seven minutes later Shawn finally walks out of the store.

He's holding a black plastic bag in his hand and looks at me with a smile.

'What did you buy?' I ask him.

'That's a secret.'

I try to reach for the bag, but he lifts it in the air so I can't reach it even if I wanted to.

He gives me a quick kiss on my nose and puts his big hand on my hip, turning me around.

He grabs my hand and we walk back to the not shady side of the city.

Shawn's POV

I like it that Beth is curious about the stuff I bought. I'm not telling her though.

She'll find out on our trip anyway.

'So... You still need to tell me what colour your toothbrush is.' I look at her.

She thinks for a moment and her tongue darts out of her mouth to wet her lips.

'It's green.' She responds.

'Are you sure?' I ask her.

I know for a fact that the colour of her toothbrush isn't green, it's blue. It's so blue that you can't even mistake it for green, maybe only if you're colourblind.

Her tongue darts out of her mouth again.

'Yes.' She answers calmly.

I finally found the thing she does before she lies. She looks at me.

I have a stupid grin on my face, proud of my small discovery.

'What?' She asks.

'It's blue, not green.' I tell her.

'Okay, then it's blue, who the fuck cares?' She rolls her eyes.

'Nobody cares about the toothbrush, but I just found out the thing you do before you lie.'

'What do I do before I lie?' She sighs.

'You lick your lips... You marinate your lie.' I laugh.

'You got that from a meme on instagram!' She starts to laugh.

'No I didn't!' I respond, a little bit insulted.

I just made the best joke ever!

'You did! It goes like this... Why do guys always lick their lips before they talk?' She looks at me.

'I don't know! I don't lick my lips before I talk.' I respond.

'To marinate their lies, ha ha.' She laughs sarcastically.

I shake my head and we keep walking.

Beth bought everything she needed for this trip and so did I.

We need to leave tonight.

I lied to her about the hotel. I booked it after I told her we needed to leave today. We just need to get out of here as soon as we can.

I just hope she doesn't find out.

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