Flower Shops - Morgan Wallen

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"Oh my god, look at your lip!" Kate says when she sees him sitting on the porch. She grasps the side of his face and looks him over. "Are you feelin' okay?"

"I'm fine, Katie." He responds flatly. "I'm not some weak pussy."

She takes in a sharp breath at his words and pulls away. "Sorry I care about you." She spits, heading back inside.

"Kate-" He shakes his head when the door shuts behind her.

He leans his elbows on his knees and runs a sore hand over his hair. He doesn't mean to be an ass to her, his masculinity has been demolished by her ex boyfriend.

"I gotta go to work." She says from the door. "See you later."

"Wait." He says, reaching out to take her hand. "I love you." He cups the sides of her face. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." She whispers back, looking away from the damage she practically caused. She hates seeing him like this but it's kind of hot.

"You feeling okay?" She asks, her fingers pressing lightly against his bare chest, her eyes on the huge black bruise on his side.

"A little sore but yeah, I'm okay."

She nods, running her fingertips over his swollen lip, tucking her own between her teeth.

She likes what she sees.

Morgan grabs her hips and pulls her down to his lap, threading his fingers through her neatly styled hair.

"I gotta get to work." She chuckles, her eyes closing when he kisses her neck. He sneakily starts unbuttoning her blouse, her tight tank top makes her breasts look amazing. He bites his swollen lip carefully, his eyes dropping there as his hands move down to them.

She laughs quietly as he pushes her tank top and bra down, tucking the fabrics under her breasts.

"Morgan, I gotta go."

"You can be late." He responds, leaving wet kisses on her skin.

"But-" She cuts herself off with a laugh when he picks her up, the two of them blindly making their way back inside.

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"The hell is that smell?" Kate asks, her stomach turning.

"Uh, chicken salad sandwich?" Morgan says around a mouthful of said sandwich. "You made it this mornin'."

She pulls face, her stomach gurgling and twisting as she suddenly stands from her desk and rushes to the bathroom down the hall where she gags then throws up.

Morgan stands on the other side of the door, his brows furrowed. "Babe, you okay?"

"Yeah, just- just go back to my office." She coughs back, gagging again. He hesitates for a few seconds before heading back to her office like asked.

Kate stands and leans against the bathroom counter, breathing hard. She pulls her phone out of her back pocket and calls Taylor.

"What's up, babe?" Taylor says when she answers.

"Are you busy?"

"Not at all. What's up?"

"I- I-"

"Kate, what's up?"

"Meet me at my house in half an hour. I'm gonna leave work early."

"Okay, yeah."

Kate hangs up then heads back to her office. "I'm gon' head home. I'm not feelin' too well."

"What? You okay?" Morgan asks, his voice laced with concern as he packs up his lunch.