What's a Mutant?

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter 33:

~Breeze~

                As my eyes opened from their rest, I felt a breeze on my face. When my vision cleared, I saw Sean sleeping. His red hair feel into his eyes and across his face, making him look absolutely adorable. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his gently.

                “Good morning,” he said with a large smile. His eyes opened. “Best alarm ever.”

                I laughed. “You sound like a teenager.”

                Sean rolled over so he was over me. His bare chest brushed against my tank-top making me long to pull him closer. He gave me a teasing smile before wrapping an arm under my body and rolling over, pulling me with him before I could react.

                “That’s better,” he purred holding me tighter.

                “We need to get up,” I laughed. “Or else people will wonder where we are.”

                Sean kissed me seductively. “The door is locked.”

                “I’m hungry,” I wined.

                Sean groaned. “So am I.”

                I hit his shoulder. “Prev,” I hissed before rolling off him and getting up. I grabbed my shorts off the ground and slid them on. “You know, I can see you watching me.”

                “Yes, I know,” he said softly. “Can’t help it. You are just so beautiful.”

                “Cheesy,” I smiled at him for leaned forward and pecking his lips. “But I like that.”

                “Good because you are stuck with me.”

                “And you are stuck with me,” I told him tracing a finger down his chest, smiling at the look on his face.

                “I know,” he said with a smile. “We should repeat last night.”

                I shook my head with a smile. “Is that all boys think about?” I asked before grapping one of his hoodies out of the closet.

                “No,” he replied getting out of bed. “We also think about food and cool cars.”

                I turned and punched his chest playfully. “And you aren’t allowed to tell anyone what happened.”

                “They probably know, you weren’t exactly quiet,” he teased. “Good thing there are no kids on this floor.”

                “Oh what am I going to do with you?”

                He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me into his body and looked down at me with passionate eyes. “Anything you want.”

                His lips found mine and I felt myself lean into him. His other arm went around me and lowered itself, sliding down to the back of my leg before pulling it up and wrapping it around his waist. He did the same to the other leg, so he was holding me. Next, my back hit the bed before he rolled over so I was over him. Then I lost his hoodie.

                “Sean,” I moaned, “we need to get to breakfast.”

                He groaned and kissed me again. “Don’t care. I’ve waited a year to get you back and damnit I get to enjoy my time with you.”