Anastasia
Sage trails his tongue over my neck, leading up to my lips. He kisses me softly. I pull on his hair, leading him down to take off my clothes and he does.
He unclips my bra and kisses me all over my body. He sucks on my skin, leaving hickeys all over me. He looks up at me.
"You're so beautiful."
I smile. He then nibbles on my inner thighs, then leads his tounge all the way to...
"ANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"
Huh?
"ANA WAKE THE HELL UP!!!!"
I wake up to the splash of a bowl on water on my face.
It was a DREAM. I was dreaming about BAR GUY SAGE.
Wait a minute. Sage.
"Ana get your ass up."
I look at my brother.
"Oh my god. Heath you did not just wake me up. I was having the best sleep ever."
"Oh i bet, you kept whispering the name Saggggeeeeeeee. Who's that?" He questions.
I get up off the bed. "Don't know what you're talking about."
I look down at my now soaked clothes. Damnit, i just keep getting stuff spilled on me.
"Heath why did you wake me up?"
"Mom's gone and she left a note on the counter saying you have to watch me. But we both know that's not what either of us want. Can i go to Mason's house? His mom said its fine," My little brother says.
"Sure, but turn your ringer on in case i need you to come home."
He nods and then runs out. Now im shivering cause my shirt is all wet.
And IM WET.
That dream did me dirty. God please forgive me.
I hop into the shower and wash my body off. I then get out and put on black leggings and a white tank top with white sandals.
I throw my hair into a ponytail and do my makeup, trying my best to cover all the bruises on my body.
When i'm finished getting ready, i go into the kitchen and get some low-fat yogurt. I'm about to sit down when i hear the doorbell ring.
What the heck?
I peek out the window. A black BMW sits in the driveway.
No.
It can't be.
I open the door and see my dad. I throw my arms around him.
"Hey Anabug," He recites my childhood nickname and i roll my eyes.
"I missed you," I say, "a lot. How is Jules doing?" I pretend to care how his girlfriend, Jules, is doing. Me and her don't like each other at all.
