My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 12

I wake up with music blaring.

Who would be playing music this loud?

At this time?

What time is it?

I think as I sit up and grab my phone to look at the time.

It's 8:45am!

Really?!

If this is Elijah I'm gonna throw him with the speakers.

He could at least close the gym door or turn the music down.

So inconsiderate.

I stand up out of my bed and walk so I can turn that music off.

I open my bedroom door and follow the direction of the music.

I'm not hating the song but he can at least turn it down.

I reach what seems to be the gym and the door is closed.

I grin and shake my head.

He did close the door but it didn't work.

I open the door and see him busy lifting weights.

He's shirtless, sweaty and those tattoos just make him even more attractive.

I snap out of my thoughts and turn and see the speakers he's playing from.

I walk over and turn them off.

"I had 15 more minutes. Couldn't you have waited until nine before you started blaring your music?" I ask him irritated.

He stops and sits up with a grin on his face.

"Good morning, beautiful." He says and I can't help but blush, "No, stop it." I say to him, trying to hide my smile.

He stands up, "So, I'm guessing you're not a morning person?" He says as he grabs his towel to dry off.

"I just had 15 more minutes before I had to get up. I mean I had an alarm and everything." I say and he lets out another laugh.

He walks over to me, "I thought the closed door would help." He says as he stops in front of me.

"I'm sorry, Alana. I'll turn it down next time." He says as he caresses my face.

"You better." I say as we gaze into each other's eyes.

"Oh, is that so?" He asks me with a smirk on my face.

"Yes. It is." I say to him, trying to stay confident.

"You're cute." He says as he drops his hand and walks and grabs his shirt.

He throws it over his shoulder and looks at me.

He bites his lips, "You really like teasing me with your pajamas, don't you?" He asks me and I can't help but blush.

I feel so flustered right now.

"What's wrong with my pajamas?" I ask him after clearing my throat.

"Absolutely nothing." He says as he walks back to me.

"So what do you want me to do then?" I ask him.

He stops in front of me, and we make eye contact.

Why am I feeling nervous all of a sudden?

I gulp as I try to calm down.

He's so close to me.

"Please kiss me, sweetheart." He says as I look at him.

It's like instinct took over and I just grab him and kiss him.

He kisses me back and it's so intense.