Theo had given us a tour of his home here in Madrid.

It was a gorgeous house, but I was too occupied with actually taking everything about him in again to fully concentrate on the modern architecture.

He had got a little more stubble than before, and did have slightly dark under-eyes, which he hadn't had before. Once again I was wondering if he was sleeping enough.

"Scarlett?" His dark eyes met mine, bringing me back from my thoughts.

"Hm?" I cleared my throat. He was well aware of how I had been admiring him, and the small smirk forming onto his lips confirmed it further.

"I've made dinner," Theo then informed me as I hadn't heard the first time. Anne was smiling almost knowingly beside me.

"Ah, that's great," I nodded, feeling hot underneath his intense and hungry gaze. His eyes were the kind I found myself getting completely lost in, until Anne cleared her throat.

"I'll go take a shower, I'll join you for dinner," she told us, "feel free to start without me."

"Sure," Theo gave her a nod before his eyes returned to mine. I hadn't even noticed Anne had walked up the stairs, and into the guest room she was staying in, until Theo took my hand in his and guided me into a more secluded area of the beautiful white house.

"You're an absolute vision," he murmured. I found myself leaning against a wall, his body dangerously nearing mine. I felt way too hot.

"Theo, I—"

"Shh, baby," his hot lips brushed against mine, hands on my hips, "you have no idea how much I've missed having you with me. I can't sleep properly without you, I'm a bloody mess."

A shiver ran down my spine and a shaky breath left my lips, my core clenching, "we need to talk about our texts from earlier today..."

He pulled back a bit to find my eyes with his. I felt intoxicated by his delicious scent, unable to find words for how I'd missed him for the past month.

Even when he had been quick to debunk any kind of rumours about him that could have begun making me uncomfortable and upset, nothing made me feel as good as I did when with him.

"I'm sorry for overreacting," Theo apologised after glancing down at the small space between our fronts and running a hand through his hair, "I wasn't expecting to be the first to be so affected by this. I thought you'd be first, so I was just waiting for you to start taking even more distance to me, and I...I overthought it too much. Shit got to me."

"Everything's okay. I just don't want you directing your frustration at me..." I gave him a gentle smile, my hand cupping his cheek and thumb brushing over his cheekbone in a caring way, "I wanted to fly out to see you last weekend. I really did believe I'd be working though, Dr Stanley completely surprised me."

"You could still have told me about it, my jet could have been ready to fly you within an hour..." he shook his head with a quiet laugh, "but that's all in the past. Sorry for acting the way I did, I've just started overthinking about how you'll find this too hard and leave me..."

"Theo..." I frowned, not wanting him to worry about things like that, "don't think like that. This'll be the best weekend ever, concentrate on that."

"God, I've missed you. You have absolutely no idea."

I sighed out a small giggle, "I've missed you too. We've been over this already, ha—"

His lips on mine silenced me. I was kissing back without a second thought, my hands cupping his relaxed jaw while my body revelled in the feeling of his pushing up against mine.

Theo's hands slipped underneath my top to meet my bare skin, staying put on my waist with appropriation to the fact that Anne was just upstairs taking a shower.

"Are you wearing the ring?" He suddenly murmured against my lips.

I nodded, "I haven't taken it off since you gave it back to me..."

"That's good, birdie," he nipped at my lower lip before his lips began trailing hot kisses down to my neck.

"We shouldn't now, Theo..." I felt my breathing growing more shallow as the incredibly feeling of his lips on such a sensitive part of my body had me going wild, "tonight, when we're all going to sleep, we can, then."

I knew I wasn't making much sense, too occupied with different kind of thoughts to comprehend anything else fully.

"Yeah, yeah..." he didn't seem to care too much, and instead sucked gently, a small sigh of pleasure leaving my lips at the incredible feel of it.

His hands began moving up along my sides, feeling me until they slipped behind my back. At first I thought he decided to bring them there to keep me more firmly against his hard front, until I felt him tugging at the clasp of my bra.

It was as if he was waiting for me to either say yes or no, since it was no secret he was very talented with his fingers and could easily unclasp my bra with just one simple movement.

"Can I, love?" Theo brought his lips back to mine. I felt the bulge in his jeans and, knowing that it was because of me, it had me growing even more hot and bothered.

"Yes," I replied in a whisper, nodding. I let him unclasp my bra before he took a step back and watched me struggle to remove it while keeping my hoodie on.

I managed to slide one bra strap down my sleeve and over my hand, before pulling my bra out completely through the other.

"I'll take it, for safekeeping," Theo grinned mischievously and tucked my folded bra into the front pocket of his hoodie. I raised my brows at him, my lips mirroring the grin he had.

"Have I told you how good you look? You've let your hair grow," I told him even if it was just a tiny bit that his hair had grown; enough for him to be able to get it into that adorable tiny ponytail.

"You like it?" He turned his head to the side to show it off, flicking it with his hand a bit.

I laughed and nodded, "I think it fits you well."

"I would have shaved if I had known you'd be coming," Theo's intense gaze met mine again, "can't be too nice kissing, now."

"Kissing you is always nice," I assured him with a widening smile, "I don't know what it is about stubbles, but I have a... how do you say?"

"You have a thing for my stubble?" His brows raised with an amused expression.

I giggled and pulled him closer to me again from the waistband of his jeans, "for stubbles in general, I suppose, but yours in specific."

"I've never had anyone say that..." he chuckled.

"Pfft, they've just been too shy to admit it," I teased him lightly, growing almost impatient now, "kiss me."

He did. He closed the small remaining space between us and slipped his hands underneath my top again. He took no time in feeling my body up, up and until he could cup my breasts.

It was slow and gentle, both of us enjoying our reunion after the past month.

As much as I didn't want to overthink things anymore, I couldn't help but feel scared of our future. Once we were alone, I'd talk to him about how I felt like when I would leave to England again on Sunday, things would start out fine between us, but then begin a slow decline, affected by how long we were apart.

"We need to stop," I murmured against his lips, understanding that with the way I was beginning to feel, I soon wouldn't be able to stop.

"I know," he kissed me for a little while longer, before suddenly taking a full step back from me.

My heart was beating a million miles an hour, feeling so incredibly hot at just him now watching me.

Theo ran a hand through his hair, his dark eyes darker than before.

"Let's go into the dining room," he cleared his throat, also very affected.

"Okay," I nodded with my back still pressed up against the wall.

Neither of us made any type of move to start heading over to the dining room. I felt like there was so much I wanted to talk to him about and catch up on, while I also wanted all of him physically as soon as possible, as crude as that does sound...

"Stop looking at me like that," he chuckled, tone low as he glanced at down at his feet momentarily, "your eyes are doing that thing again. I'm trying to think pure and innocent thoughts."

"Oh," I had no idea what my eyes were doing, all I knew was that my need for him was greater than it'd ever been before. This was my fiancé. I still couldn't quite wrap my head around the idea of it.

The public still had no idea about our engagement. Theo and I had decided to keep the news as private as possible until we actually got married. When that would be though, I had no idea.

"You're still doing it, love," a small laugh left his lips when his eyes met mine again, "I can't believe you're actually here, I hadn't been expecting this at all. I feel like a kid on Christmas."

I gave him a smile and straightened myself up, my back no longer against the wall, "that's sweet. I'm glad you were surprised, I somehow wanted to make up for not being able to visit last weekend..."

"You here now makes up for everything," he returned my smile and took my hand in his, before beginning to guide me towards the dining room, "listen, we're not going to have much time for just the two of us this weekend, but if you're not too tired tonight I'd still like to talk."

"Talk? About what?" I wondered as we entered the beautiful and grand dining room.

"Nothing serious," his hand left mine and settled on my lower back, "I just want to talk. Like we always do."

"Like we always do?" I smiled knowingly and raised my brows at him, "that means we'll have sex and end up talking about nonsense until three AM..."

Theo laughed and shook his head at me, before pulling back a chair by the set table. I sat down and thanked him.

Once he had seated himself down on the chair beside mine, he continued, "it's not nonsense, I enjoy it a great deal. We don't call as often as we did when I moved here, I've missed your voice."

"You just want to hear me talk?" I shifted on the chair and turned so that my front was facing his side.

Theo was comfortably leaning back in his chair, a small and extremely attractive smirk tugging at the sides of his lips, "you're forgetting the sex part..."

I laughed and shook my head at him, "I've missed you. We'll talk as long as you like, or until I fall asleep."

"Tomorrow I want you to come to my practice," he looked over at me.

"Is that an order?" I grinned lightly, and he shook his head.

"I think mum wants to go see the city, and I've promised her Alfred would drive her around... would you like to come to my practice while she's sightseeing?"

"Sure. Are there any hot men in Real Madrid?" I joked, while Theo sent me an almost challenging expression.

"I mean, I've got to have something to ogle at while I wait for you..." I continued teasingly with a shrug, "right?"

"You've just bruised my ego impossibly, Tinker Bell," he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, all while fighting back an amused smile, "I don't think I'll be getting over that for a while..."

I giggled and shifted closer to his side, my knees touching the side of his thigh before I reached my hands up to cup his jaw and turn him to look over at me.

I leaned in and pressed my lips against his, smiling gently in the process.

"Okay, I'm over it a little bit," he told me once I had begun pulling back.

"Oh?" I closed the distance between us and kissed him again.

"Getting there..." Theo murmured out, his hand finding my thigh.

Just as I was about to kiss him again, enjoying this incredibly, hearing Anne descending the staircase made me pull back from Theo fully.

He sighed and cleared his throat a little, "we'll continue this after dinner, Scarlett..."