Worse for Better- Book #1 in the WF Series

Chapter 53: A Few Minutes

♡  Alaiya's POV:  ♡

Roman coincidently has a game here tomorrow, so his coach is letting him stay until then.

That also meant that Thor slept on top of me last night and knocked out my air supply for a good while. We both were pretty happy after yesterday's events, so after Ivy left and a very awkward but happy conversation with our friends, we went for two more rounds and my body feels like it'll never be able to move again. Although, I'm still trying to get this move down and pushing past the soreness.

"But why would my parents do that?" I ask as I spin away from Roman.

My landlord called me today to tell me that I'm not getting evicted anymore and then I got another call saying that my car is staying with me as well. The only explanation is my parents gave it back to me which is very odd considering they hate me, especially my mom who's in charge of my dad's account, so why would she not take away my things?

"Did you talk to them?" a question pops into my mind.

I let go of his hand as he decides to suddenly go quiet and look everywhere but at me. When I walk back over to stand in front of him and give him a questioning look, he gives me my answer by his contemplating face which finally looks at me.

Of course he did.

"What did he say?" I ask with complete vulnerability.

"That he would talk to your mom and try to not take away your car or apartment," Roman looks to be telling the truth as he replies.

I swallow with a nod. "Did he say anything about me?" My voice goes softer.

"He told me to take care of you."

I fold my lips and nod again before sniffing up all the emotions I feel and trying to stay strong. I know Roman's leaving details out, but if he said that my dad said that, then I believe him.

"Thank you for telling me," I gratefully say because I'd rather have him admit it now than never.

"I'm sorry for doing it behind your back." He pulls me closer by my back which makes a small smile come onto my lips as he kisses them lightly.

"I forgive you." My mouth pulls away, and this time he's the one to smile. "But we're not done yet," I remind him.

He sighs as I pull away and grab his hand again to continue to do this move so I can get it down. I stand at a good distance away from him, and once I've created enough space, I tug at his arm and spin back around.

It doesn't work.

"Roman," I whine, but he just gives me an annoyed 'what?'.

We've been at this for hours and still cannot get it down because of one person in particular.

"You're supposed to grab my waist, not my butt," I scold.

"You're the one who chose to wear those leggings, don't blame me," he defends horribly, making me give him a deathly glare.

"Ready." I grab his hand again in frustration and he groans in annoyance again.

I choose to ignore him and spin my body to the right and then right back into his arms. My back hits against his chest which hitches my breath slightly, but his hands finally grip onto my waist. I smile in relief because we finally did it. Technically, I was doing it, he just wouldn't cooperate with his hands traveling south every time I would land against his chest after my spin.

"Can I touch your ass now?" he asks permission immediately after we've done it.

I turn around to give him a disappointed look.