My Chemistry Tutor

CHAPTER 37

LISA'S POV

"Wakey wakey, beautiful," someone whispers to me while gently poking my cheek.

I groan and turn over, covering my face with the pillow.

The bed dips a bit next to me and suddenly I'm being attacked by kisses all over my neck.

"Come on, Lisa. It's morning, you need to get up."

"Nooo!" I whine, which only causes her to laugh at me.

She continues to kiss my neck, relentless.

"Stop, please," I beg, opening my eyes slowly to look at her. "If you keep that up we will end up doing something else, and your parents might catch us again."

"I'll stop," she squeaks out adorably.

She tries getting up, but I pull her back into bed and hold her tightly in my arms.

"I said no more neck kisses. Now leave me alone," I explain, kissing her on the cheek.

Jennie laughs. "Yeah, but you're very hormonal. Me being here turns you on."

"Hey! I'm not that sex-crazed. I can restrain myself. Plus, I remember yesterday you were the one pushing me down on the bed and ripping my clothes off," I tease her.

Her face turns bright red and she tries to move away, but I've trapped her in my embrace. She hides her face in the crook of my neck and I can't help but burst out laughing.

"You're such a pain," she mumbles.

"Okay, true, but you love this pain in the ass," I say, pulling her back so I can see her face.

She gives me a gummy smile that makes my stomach go crazy with butterflies.

"Yeah, I do love you," she whispers while bopping my nose with her finger.

"Girls! Breakfast is ready!" Jennie's dad yells from the kitchen.

"We should probably go. I don't want my dad to have a heart attack by accidentally seeing his daughter making out with her girlfriend," Jennie says, getting up. She extends her hand for me to grab, and I do.

Jennie helps me stand up, and we walk into the kitchen still hand in hand.

"Breakfast is served," Jennie's dad says, showing us the table that is full of food. There are pancakes, eggs, bacon, toast, orange juice, and coffee.

Wow. I've never had a breakfast like this before. I was lucky to find cereal and milk at my old apartment with my mom.

"Bon appétit," Jennie's dad says, sitting down at the chair. The rest of us sit down and begin to eat.

"After we are done, I'm going to need you to give me your social worker's phone number so we can sort everything out," Jennie's mom says.

I nod, and I probably look terrified because Jennie places a reassuring hand on my leg.

"Don't worry, I'm going to make sure nothing happens to you, Lisa. We are not going to leave you alone," Jennie's mom adds.

"Thank you. Thank you all for everything," I say, and everyone smiles at me as we continue eating.

After we are done, I help put the dishes in the sink. Then I dig through my bags, looking for my social worker's phone number.

I grab it and hand it to Jennie's mom.

I leave her alone so she can talk on the phone, and I go into the living room and sit next to Jennie on the couch.

She can tell I am tense, so she puts her arm around me and I lean my head on her shoulder.

We watch a random show with her dad while her mom talks in the background.

After a few minutes, her mom comes over to us and Jennie's dad turns off the TV.

"I talked with the social worker. Unfortunately, she hasn't been able to get through to your mom. She's been trying to call for the last few days."

"That's pretty normal. I'm usually the one who forces Mom to answer the calls from the social worker. However, since I haven't been there, she hasn't answered," I say.

"Yes, well, originally the social worker wanted to help you with a place to stay. Since you're already eighteen, you've aged out of foster care or group homes. So they were thinking of having you go to a shelter for a few days until they figure out a way to help you more," Jennie's mom explains.

"However, I told her that will not happen. You will stay here until they figure out how to help you."

"But I don't want to be a burden," I murmur.

"You are not a burden. You are a child who should never have been forced to act like an adult at such a young age. You will stay here for as long as you like," her mom adds.

"I promise to help out around the house and get another job to pay for rent."

"It's okay, don't worry. If you want to find a job you can, but save the money for college," Jennie's dad says.

"That's a good point! The only condition you have for staying here is that you must go to college or university when high school ends," Jennie's mom adds.

"That's the plan. Attending college, I want to continue studying. Also, thank you so much for opening your arms to me and giving me so much love," I reply, tears rolling down my cheeks.

Jennie pulls me in for a hug, and her mom and dad walk over to join the embrace.

After a few seconds, they let go, except for Jennie, who continues holding on to me.

"I need to do something special for your parents, and for you too," I whisper to Jennie.

"No you don't. Your presence is enough. Hugging and kissing you is enough. Just seeing you is enough," she says. I can't help but wrap my arms around her neck and pull her in for a kiss.

"I'm still going to do something nice for you," I add, making her roll her eyes at me.

"Fine, what do you have in mind?"

"How about I invite you to dinner tonight? My treat, for you being such an amazing girlfriend."

"Sounds tempting. Will dessert be involved?" she asks with a smirk.

"Of course," I reply. She grabs my chin and pulls me in for another kiss.

"Jennie! You're not a guest, so help me with the dishes!" her mom yells from the kitchen.

Jennie groans and gets up. "We will continue this in a little bit," she winks before walking into the kitchen, while I relax on the couch. Time to think of places to take Jennie tonight.

I need to make up for us getting caught by her parents the other day.

I intend to make today an amazing day for my beautiful girlfriend.