She knew that she'd be pushed into this marriage and so did he but how are they supposed to know what the difference between love and lust when they've never know real love; it doesn't help when it's all mixed together either. Lust can always be mis...
"I love you too Casp." Adira massages my scalp until we both fall asleep.
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I wake up and Adira isn't in my arms anymore, instead she's in the bathroom, taking a shower from the sound of water running. After fighting with my mind on what to do I choose to stay in bed wrapping myself in the covers and turning over to the other side.
"Casp wake up we have to get ready." Adira's soft voice breaks me out of sleep with a smile. "5 more minutes please." I said just to piss her off. I caught a glance at the clock in this room and I know that if we don't leave soon then we'll be late but I want to see what happens; how she reacts.
"Caspian Blackstone, you have to get up now or I'm calling Juan to drag you out of bed." By the look on Adira's face I can tell that she's not joking so I leave that warmth of being under the covers and turn on the shower. After the water heats up enough I hop into the shower letting the warm water stream down my chiseled back.
Quickly I wash my body and hair then get out changing into an outfit after drying off. Out of my suitcase I pull a black sweatshirt with tan pants. Adding a few chains and bracelets I finish the outfit with some Nike shoes since my signature worn down Converse are at the cleaners.
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"Casp are you-" Adira shouts walking into the room while pulling her arm through the strap of her backpack. "-you look good Caprisun." She smiles running her hands down my shirt.
"I know." Checking myself out in the mirror I pretend to flip my hair. It might seem self-centered but what the fuck are you supposed to do when you get a compliment? I know that you could compliment them back but if I keep doing that it feels too repetitive and start to sound fake.
Turning around I see that Adira is shaking her head with a slight smile which makes me laugh. Once my laughter dies down I scan my eyes over Adira's body. She's wearing a black, cropped tank-top and tan pants similar to me; we're matching.
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