38 - Coyy

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"Carre. Carre. Carre." I wept outside the study's door, "Let me in!" I continued to weep. I heard her soft footsteps slowly coming over here. I heard the lock click, she opened it. I took in her outfit. She was wearing my socks, boxers, and an oversized T-shirt. She was wrapped up in my favorite blanket. Her eyes red from crying, a tan mustache blooming over her lips.

"Hey." I whisper. "Hey."

"What are you doing here?"

"Why do you care?"

"Because your mine. It's in the book to care about things that belong to you."

"So, I've been downgraded to a thing now?"

"No, never!"

"You must have left your girlfriend. Better get back to her."

"I have better things to do."

"Hm..." She rolls her eyes at me slamming the door in my face. "I deserve that." I say. I push the door back open. She is facing out the window looking down on the street. "Do you need a clearer sign of me saying no?" She asked me. "Yes, I do. You should know this by now." I tell her. " If you wanted Lydia there were better ways to tell me," she turns away from me.

"You embarrassed me in front of the whole class! I was mortified by that scene. You didn't even chase after me! Don't you dare come running back to me, go back to your Momma. Oh wait, you can't!" She yells. That stung. Really stung. She realized what she'd done, "Coyy," she whispered.

I pulled her closer to me by the waist of her...well my boxers. I crushed my lips to hers. She pulls me closer to her by my belt loops. Her arms move up to my neck, I push her to the couch. She breaks for air. "No not right now. I just got you back, I want to spend some time with you." She says. Her fingers move to my hem, "Remove the shirt, you're my walking heater, and at the moment, I'm freezing." She said. I do as she says, she quietly bites her bottom lip. I walk over to the door quickly locking it.

I lay down on the couch. She curls up next to me, "I've missed this." I say quietly, she turns her head and looks at me. "Me too." She says. "I'm sorry."

"That I caught you or that you did it?"

"That I did it."

"Hm...?"

"I never meant to purposely hurt you."

"And...?"

"I love you."

"And...?"

"You're the best?" I say uncertainty. "And...?" she says. I move her where she's sitting on top of me. "And what?" She looks at me. "And... you're the best, it was stupid. You're a way better kisser, and I'll break up with her on the way back to drop her off at her house, and she'll never bother us again!" She says with a firm nod. "Yes what you said!" I say happily. She hops off and heads to the desks jumping up. She looks at me expectedly.

"I'm not moving." I say. "Great, neither am I! I will stay here until you come here." She says, I look at her, she's playing with the straps of her bra and biting her lips. "You monster." I say getting up, my shirt left on the back of the couch. I walk over to her, and ask, "Whatcha doing?"

"Come closer and find out!" She says quietly. I walk closer and stop s foot between us. "Closer." I step forward. "A little bit closer."

"Closer." She says again, and again until there isn't anything between us. My chest pressed to her. My eyes travel from her lips to her eyes. She sighs. "Go ahead, lover boy." She says, I smile. For the second time I put my lips to her. I feel her slowly opening up. "You're way too good for me." she cracks a smile. "Heck yeah!" She crushes her lips to mine.

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