My Sweets

My Girl

BOBBY

I open my eyes to arguing.

"I knew she wasn't right for me and now I have someone that I want to get to know," Gary yells.

I sit up and stretch the sleep away. "Wow. I close my eyes for a few hours and wake up to a war." I scan the room trying to make sense of what's going on. "I think we need to calm down."

"Tell that to Lottie. I'm hardly awake and she's already on my case! At least Jessa's on my side," Gary grumbles. I eye Jessa, who looks flustered and upset. What's that about? Gary jumps out of bed. "It's fine. It was just bants anyway. I'm hitting the gym." He barges from the room.

"That was well awkward. Not a nice way to wake up in the morning," I yawn.

"You ok, Marisol?" I hear Jessa ask.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Obviously the first dumping was going to be hard."

I'm not feeling this drama. I lay back down and pull Jessa with me. "I don't know about you, but I need a morning redo."

"I agree. That wasn't fun." I study her, taking in her small frown and lines of worry between her brows.

"At least we have each other though. There's no other face I want to see first thing in the morning. Only I didn't get to see your face. I saw Gary's." I bunch my face up in disgust.

She giggles, causing my heart to soar. "You definitely need a redo then. Close your eyes and pretend to be asleep."

I shut my eyes and feel her lips press briefly against mine. "Well that's definitely a better way to wake up in the morning." I smile at her gorgeous face. A phone suddenly goes off. "Shit." I reach for my cell. "I have a text!" The islanders are being treated to a couples brunch date. "Yes! Brunch is my second favorite meal of the day! After dessert that is!" Jessa laughs as she leaves to get ready.

I lay back down to relax. I'm exhausted. I didn't sleep well last night and I still need to catch up on the sleep I missed from the night before. Last night, my dreams were vividly sexual and I had woken up a few times desperate to get off. It's been half a year since I decided I wasn't interested in one night stands anymore. I had a relationship since then, but that ended a couple months ago. Sleeping next to a girl I really fancy is torture, especially after how steamy it got on the roof. It was all worth it though. She's worth everything.

I start to doze off when Ibrahim hits me awake. "Come on man. You don't want to miss your second favorite meal of the day!" He's right. I jump up and quickly get ready.

When I walk downstairs I notice Gary and Jessa talking, almost intimately. I've never been one to be consumed with jealousy, but I don't like this at all. I feel a rumbling of worry and unease growing in the pit of my stomach. "I'd like a chat. In private." Gary says to her.

Before she can respond, I run in and grab her waist. It feels good to put my hands on her exposed stomach. "Come on! We're going to be late for brunch." She smiles at me and allows me to lead her outside. "Yes!" I take in the buffet table filled with every type of brunch food you could ever want. My mouth is already watering. "What's your favorite, Jessa?"

"French toast."

"As long as it's made well. There is nothing worse than when it becomes nasty eggy mush. Lucky for you, I happen to know a guy who can cook some amazing french toast."

"Oh you do, do you?" Jessa smirks.

"Yep. I'll have to make it for you sometime. Give you another food orgasm," I wink. "Go sit down and I'll bring you a plate."