~ Chapter Seven ~

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The Next Day

The Next Day

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Ashley

I woke up the next morning with his hand wrapped around my waist.

"Good morning." He spoke with his eyes clothes.

I cuddled into his chest and smiled "Good morning."

"Damn you smiling hard as shit. I guess I did a good job last night." He said

I stretched "What you talking about?" I asked

I moved the cover back now realizing that we're in bed and not on the couch we fell asleep on last night.

"You don't remember what we did last night?"

I looked at him and he looked hurt that I didn't remember.

I shook my head and tried to remember but I came up blank.

Next thing I know he busted out laughing.

"What is funny Will?" I crossed my arms and raised my left brow.

It took him a while to stop laughing.

"I was just fuckin witcha, we ain't do nothin last night." He said

"So how did we get to my bedroom because I distinctively remember us falling asleep on the couch."

He stood up "I woke up around two sum this morning and decided to carry you to your bed because I figured you'd be more comfortable there." He said

I slightly smiled.

"Plus you was crushing a nigga so I had to get yo fat ass off me." He cracked up laughing

I threw a pillow at him "I don't like you, ugh."

"I love you too."

When he said those words again I froze just a little because that's the second time he said those words. The first being last night and I honestly don't know what to do about that.

"Mhmm" that's all I said as I made my way to my bathroom to complete my hygiene regime.

He came in shortly after to get a towel out the cabinet and went to shower.

Once I finished I stripped out my clothes and joined him in the shower.

"You missed me huh?" He turned around and he was looking so fine under that water.

I admired his face being all wet and my eyes traveled down to his chest which I couldn't help but put my hands on.

He stood there smirking and pulled me closer.

When my hands went down further I bit my lip and looked up at to see him raising his eyebrows at me.

"You like what you see?" He asked as one of his hands traveled to my hair and he gripped it softly.

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