The Babysitter

Chapter 19: (Aubrey's POV)- Paint

After lying in bed for about half an hour, I got bored. Yeah, that's an issue. I'm tired but I'm bored of just lying there.

"I'm bored, let's do something." I rested my chin on the back of my hand which rested on the pillow while I lied flat on my stomach.

"I thought you wanted to lay in bed?" he laughed while putting his phone aside while I did the same.

"Yeah, that was before boredom hit me." I shrugged nonchalantly.

"What do you want to do?" he chuckled while lying down, mirroring me.

"Paint."

Confusion instantly formed on his face as his eyebrows knitted.

"Let's paint," I said the first thing that came to mind.

"Okay," he laughed. "We'll do it in the backyard, so the house doesn't get messy," he shrugged before getting up while I did too.

I grabbed the hem of his shirt and tied it around my waist to prevent it from blowing around due to the wind outside.

Before getting outside, we stopped at the closet behind the stairs to grab paints I assume. There were only two canvases left, lucky us. We both grabbed one each while he grabbed the paints and I took the brushes and then headed outside. We set them down on the ground with a sigh before just staring at the canvases for a moment.

I stared, thinking out what I'd paint before it hit me. I just decided to paint a sunset with clouds. So I grabbed the paint, and paintbrushes and poured orange and yellow paint all over the canvas.

He was still standing there and I was almost done with my background. I finished and now had to wait for it to dry. "Are you even gonna paint?" I laughed while wiping my hands with a rag that we had brought.

"Certainly," he nodded before grabbing the bottle of blue paint and dipping his brush in it before splashing the brush right on me.

I gasped while turning my head to avoid any getting on my face. "Parker!" I screamed while looking down at my clothes. Technically his, so his loss, not mine.

shrugged carelessly.

grab a brush, he took all of them. The whole pack. So I turned to my next option. My hand. I dipped my

dead, Carthy," he threatened, his voice calm.

and began moving my feet, running as fast as I could, all around the huge backyard. I rang and I ran, ignoring

oak tree and ran up behind it. I was about to run around it but he came out from the other side and wrapped his arm around my waist before I could get

he smiled while applying

dipped my two fingers and ran two streaks down his cheeks as he had done to me.

I put your clothes in the laundry," he smiled at me.

put the paint down but his grip on my waist didn't falter, not one bit. "You planning on letting me go?" I

shook his head with a goofy grin on his

dries." I tried wiping the paint off with my sleeve which only resulted

the sleeve and wiping the paint off my cheeks. "There," he smiled.

it off his cheeks.

shook his head before letting me

your masterpiece inside?" I questioned sarcastically while looking at

me, picking me up bridal style, making me squeal and burst out laughing.

me down but did he listen?

laughing as we made our way into the house to see Catherine coming in with groceries in her hands. She looked at us and froze.

putting me

little angry since we were on the verge of getting paint everywhere. "Shower. Both of you, now!" she demanded while hiding her amusement which her eyes weren't doing a very

of us, mom?" Xavier

show yourself to the guest bathroom," she glared at Xavier who was standing there, biting back a laugh while

you," I smiled and just

he pressed his lips to my cheek. My eyes

faint blush tainting his cheeks.

cheek and swiftly going into the bathroom, locking the door shut. I heard him chuckle before I heard footsteps fading

the spot