Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 60

I nod as I take a handful of Cheetos and stuff them in my mouth. He takes his beanie off and pulls it over my head until it reaches under my ears.

"Much better." he smiles and then looks for something through the Tesco bag. He pulls out a brand new Marlboro pack, which he opens. I ask him to give me one cigarette since I forgot my pack at home because I didn't think I'd need it.

"If you eat while smoking it increases your chances of getting lung cancer. So after you've finished eating I'll give you as many as you want. I'm not short of cigarettes."

"Must be nice. Not being short of cigarettes because they're expensive. Nine pounds for twenty cigarettes, that's crazy."

He shrugs. "I don't worry about how much it costs. And although I don't want you to get cancer, I can buy them for you if you really need one."

"Thanks."

I finish the rest of the Cheetos by myself, to my horror. I discreetly check the calories on the back of the bag to discover the fact that it's almost four hundred calories a bag. When I lift my head up I see Noah watching me with furrowed brows, but he doesn't say anything.

I crunch the bag and throw it over my shoulder. He hands me the promised cigarette and lights it up for me. We smoke in silence after that, until I finally decide to ask him if we'll go to Harry's party together.

"Yeah. I'll drive us over there. We have to pick up Jake, and Zack on the way though."

"Alright."

Noah waits for me to finish my cigarette and then we start walking in the direction he's guiding us. As we walk, he wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me into him. He's warm and smells so good I can't even believe how much I like him.

I put my arm around his waist, and then he pulls me again him so he can kiss me shortly. I smile against his lips and he pulls back then so we can begin walking, neither of us pulling our arms away.

"Wait a minute." I say and stop when I realize that we're not going towards Tesco. "Are we actually going to walk to your house?"

"It's like two kilometers away."

"Ugh." I groan.

"Do you want me to carry you there?"

I laugh because he's obviously joking.

"I'm serious."

Apparently not.

"Wha-really? You can't carry me back to your house, don't be ridiculous."

He cocks an eyebrow to provoke me, and then crouches down to let me know that I can jump on his back. I do so, and he hands me the Tesco bag so he can grip into my thighs to hold me up.

And then he begins walking like I'm not even on his back.

We get to his house about fifteen minutes later, and he lets me down so he can unlock the door. The house is quiet when we enter, which means that the fight has probably finished. I can see Elliott and Rose on the couch in the living room, watching cartoons that were turned up to the highest volume.

"Why are they watching it so loud?"

"Whenever my parents fight I give them earplugs and tell them to play a game I invented. They have to wear earplugs and watch the cartoons with high volume and try to understand whatever they're saying. It's stupid but I don't want them to hear their parents yelling at each other."

It's the way he says 'their parents' and the sincere look on his face that makes me want to cuddle the sadness out of him.

I watch him as he walks over to his siblings and lowers the volume before he steps in front of them and motions for them to take out their earplugs.

"I understood everything!" Rose excitedly tells him, and Elliott elbows her shoulder.

"No, I did!"

They begin fighting and Noah stares at me helplessly before he takes a step forward and lifts Elliott up so he can't slap Rose anymore.

"Never hit a girl." He tells Elliott, who looks at him with a sorry expression as he crosses his arms over his chest and pouts.

"Sorry Noah."

I smile and he takes me by the waist to bring me closer. "Yeah, you only give compliments when you mean them or when you want to get someone into bed."

"Babe, if I wanted to get you into bed, I would've done it a long time ago."

"Not sure whether I should take this as a compliment or insult."

"As a compliment. Because it means that I want you for more than just sex, which is rare."

"Oh, I am honestly flattered." I joke and Noah shakes his head, before pulling me into his chest and kissing me.

I cup his face after I stand up on my tiptoes and open my mouth for his tongue. He presses me against his walk-in closet, kissing me deep and hard.

One of his hands comes down from my waist and slips under the jersey to my upper thigh.

"Remember...what almost happened on New Year's?" I ask into his mouth as he presses his crotch against my stomach.

"Of course." He whispers into my neck.

"Can that happen...for my birthday?"

I know I'm stupid for asking because he's probably going to reject me and who in the world plans their first time like this? (Emma) And who asks someone so bluntly to have sex with them? (Jake)

Anyway.

"You sure?" he asks, fingers digging into my thigh.

I nod, thinking that if I can fast until then I can lose around 14 pounds, 6 kilograms.

"Fuck, okay. But if you want me to stop now, you should probably not kiss me anymore."