I know Valentine's day was ages ago but I don't care. Sorry for the lack of updates on all my books but my writer's block is coming back. Side note; does anyone actually care about my new books? Because no one ever votes for them and I just wanted to know.
I felt a weight on my hips, pulling me from my sleep. I rubbed my eyes tiredly and opened the to see Malia looking down at me with a smile.
“Morning beautiful,” I smiled.
“Morning handsome. Do you remember what today is?” she asked, excitement all over her face.
“Saturday?” I joked and she rolled her eyes but her smile gave it no power. “Valentine’s Day,” I said and she nod rapidly. “How long have you been awake for?”
“About an hour. Had three cups of coffee to wake me up,” she smiled.
“Well I’m screwed,” I joked.
“Rude. Anyway, I wanted to give you your gifts and I can’t wait any longer,” she said then got up and walked out of the room. She walked back with a box and a basket in her hands and I chuckled, “keep laughing Clifford,” she said then threw the box at me.
I started laughing harder when I saw it was a pair of red boxer-briefs with “Property of______” on the waistband. I looked through the basket she placed beside me and couldn’t help but smile. I leaned over and kissed her softly.
“Thanks gorgeous,” I smiled and she blushed.
“You’re welcome,” she said then flattened down my hair. I placed my gifts onto my desk and opened the bottom of my cupboard, “you such at hiding gifts,” she told me.
“Did you find it?”
“No,” she answered.
“Then shh,” I said and grabbed the red and black box from the floor.
“Nice ass,” she commented and I rolled my eyes.
I handed her the box and an “awe” escaped her lips. She had a small look through the box and I could tell she couldn’t stop the smile on her face.
“You’re the cutest,” she said then put the box on the floor beside my bed.
“I try,” I said and flipped my imaginary hair.
“I love you Mikey,” she smiled.
“I love you too Mal,” I replied and she leaned in to kiss me.
As the kiss deepened she started to move, so I’d lie down. As she straddled me she started to swivel her hips, electing a moan from me. I grunted when she stared to kiss down my neck, sucking here and there.
“Malia please,” I begged.
“What do you want Mike?” she asked seductively. My eyes suddenly opened at the thought of Luke walking in and I sat up, “what?” Malia asked.
“We can’t,” I told her.
“Why not?” she asked, seeming disappointed and confused.
“What if Luke found out?” I asked and she just stared at me.
“You wanted this. We would have done this the other day if your mum didn’t get home. Is Luke going to get in the way of everything? Because if he is tell me now,” she said rather angrily.
“Malia,” I said then went to cup her face.
“Don’t “Malia” me and think it will get you out of this. Mike, if Luke’s going to get in the way of us then what’s the point?” I stared up at her in confusion.
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BLOW ♥ CLIFFORD
Fanfic"I blow bubbles, not boys" In which a girl believes she is as straight as a circle, and a boy who tries to get her attention. {Discontinued}
