Chapter 32.

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I wake up instantly looking around to find Emily, she's not in bed. I get up, realizing I'm naked. Last night was amazing. I felt cherished and loved. She was gentle yet passionate with me. I look to see a shirt at the end of her bed. I throw it on and get up to go to the bathroom. I leave her room and go downstairs.

I see her playing some soft music, dancing and cooking us breakfast. I tip toe over to her and wrap my arms around her waist.

She jumps, "God you scared me." She laughs. "Good morning beautiful!" She turned me around and kissed me. I relaxed in her touch.

"Good morning babe." I sit down on the stool. "What are you cooking."

"I'm cooking us some pancakes, bacon and waffles with some strawberries." I laugh at her playfulness.

"Sounds good." I watched her cook. How she sways her hips. I bit my lip, thinking about the things i could do to her.

She turns around but I'm too focused on her body.

"Stop eye-fucking me." She laughs but also bits her lip.

"You don't know what that lip bite does to me." I said seductively.

She raises her eyebrow, "What does it turn you on." Ugh does she have to do this right now.

"Yes it does, it makes you look so fucking sexy." I'm heavily turned on.

"Alright... Let's eat."

"Yea lets- Wait.. What?"

She laughs and puts some food on my plate.

We start eating and Emily asks me something. "Do you have your dress for prom?"

I swallowed my food and nod my head. "Yep." I said popping the 'p'. "Are you chaperoning." I really want her to.

She laughs at me eager face. "Yes I'll be there."

I squeal, "Yes." I turned my gaze to her. "Are you wearing a suit or a dress."

She shook her head, "Nope I'm not telling you, it's a surprise."

"Please." I pouted she can't resist the pout.

She smiles, "Sorry can't tell you." I roll my eyes.

"Fine." I finish my breakfast.

"I should get home, and get ready for school." I look at the time, it's 6:55 and school starts at 8:10.

"Yea, do you want me to drive you or..." She trails off.

"Can i take your jeep, i promise I'll bring it back." I gave her puppy dog eyes.

She groans, "Fine, I'll give you the keys. Don't you dare do anything to my car.

"I won't, and smile at her." As I'm heading back to her room i turn around. "Hey can I borrow a pair of your sweat pants, I'll bring them back to you."

"Yea go ahead, top drawer to the right."

I yelled "Thank you." And went to the bathroom to change and freshen up.

I gather everything and walk back downstairs. I see her drinking her coffee. She hands me her keys.

"Here, I'll see you at school. I love you."

I smile and kiss her, "I love you too." I go to her garage and get her Jeep.

I open her car door to get in and drive off to my house. I glance at Emily's again before i look ahead.

I arrive home, parked the car in the garage so no one sees it.

I walk to the front door. I see mom drinking coffee, she looks like she's about to leave.

"Hey is dad here." I think i should talk to him.

"Yea he's in the den and we you get done we need to have a talk missy." I laugh at her serious voice. I know it's probably nothing bad.

I nod and walked off to the den.

"Hey dad." I said softly. He turned his head towards me.

"Pumpkin, I'm sorry I'm not home a lot, i asked my boss if my hours can be cut down a little and have a least one off day." I looked at him. I can tell he's being sincere.

"It's okay dad, i get it, your a lawyer who has a lot of cases a day. I was just upset."

"I know also i hear you and Emily are dating now."

I blush, "Yea we started dating almost a week ago."

"That's great pumpkin." I nod my head. "Well i have to get ready for school love you dad."

"Love you too pumpkin." I went back to the kitchen where mom was.

"Wait let me get ready for school and I'll just ride with you."

"Alright, just hurry." I run upstairs and take me a quick shower. Washing off the activities me and Emily did last night.

I want to wear something comfortable so i wear nike sweatpants and a grey t shirt. I throw on my grey and black Vans. And head downstairs. I have my phone, keys and wallet with me. Emily's keys are in my room, I'll return her car later.

We existed the house and get in her car.

She starts the car and drive off.

"So i assume you went to Emily's."

"Yea i did and she let me borrow her Jeep." She looks at me weirdly.

"Your glowing." My heart rate speeds up. Oh god.. does she know. No she doesn't... Right.

I just sit quietly, "Y'all two had sex didn't y'all." I felt heat rush to my cheeks.

I groan, "Oh.. God..." I mumbled. "Mom not now."

She gives me her signature smirk knowing she will get an answer out of me.

"Okay yes mom, we had sex, she was so gentle with me."

She smiles but it quickly goes away. "Have you told her about..." She trails off not wanting to say her name.

I shake my head, "No and i have no idea how I'm going to tell her."

My last girlfriend i had back in London, she was my everything. Well that's what I thought. She used to physically and mentally abuse me, she came home drunk one day and beat the living shit out of me. I was in the hospital for about a week. Dad came to visit and so did my step mom. I told her about everything.

It's apart of my past that i don't know how to tell Emily. She used to do extreme things to me. I eventually got used to it.

"I can see your thinking about it, whenever you want to tell her and if you want me there I'll be there for you." I nod

"But what if she doesn't want to be with me anymore. I was the 16 year old who couldn't stand up for herself."

Mom shakes her head, "She won't think that." She leans over and hugs me. I take the time to look and see we're already at school.

I get out the car. "I'll be in your office later and at the end of the day, seeing as i didn't take my car."

She nods, "Love you sweetie." I respond. "Love you too mom."

I walk towards the front entrance. I can tell that Annabelle, Olivia or Tyler are not here so i guess I'll just go to Emily's classroom.

"Hi ba- Ms. Davis." I recover seeing there is another teacher in the room.

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