A Boy From Manning Heights ✔️

Chapter 22 | Beckett

I wake up before Jasper and move his arm off me heading to the bathroom. I take a shower wincing as the water runs across the burn still red and angry on my chest. I bite down on my lip and finish my shower quickly before dressing into a pair of causal dress pants and a polo, coming out of the bathroom just as I hear a knock on my door.

My eyes immediately flicker to Jasper still sleeping in my bed and I rush to the door pulling it open only slightly.

"Yes?"

My mom smiles at me.

"Beckett good morning, I was just coming to see if you and Jasper wanted to come to the club for breakfast with your father and I?"

I shake my head.

"no thank you, I would, but it was a long night and I think Jasper probably needs a break from everything"

My mom considers my words and nods.

"you're right.."

She turns towards Jasper's door.

"But perhaps I should still ask him?"

I rush from my room "no!.."

I quickly swallow realizing that was incredibly odd.

"I mean..no need, he's still sleeping and if he wants to go I'll bring him by in the jeep later"

My mom smiles and pats my arm.

"Sounds good honey I'll see you later then"

I give her a tense smile and watch as she walks down the stairs before rushing back into my room.

"Your mom?"

I jump at Jasper's voice.

"Y yeah"

He smirks and sits up stretching his arms successfully drawing my attention to his bare torso.

"You already shower?"

I rip my eyes away from his chest and quickly meet his own nodding awkwardly. My eyes follow his tongue as he licks his lips.

"should have waited, could have made it more fun" 

I bite my lip feeling conflicted, on one hand I want to go back to how Jasper and I were at the school. Flirty and happy, but this weekend has been a lot and I know I can't let my guard down, at least not until we're back at school.

I shake my head slowly and only mumble.

"Go shower"

His face falls slightly, but he gets up and walks over grabbing my shirt pulling me to him and pressing his lips to mine kissing me hard. Before pulling back and looking at me sadly.

"I hate how you are here"

He heads back to his room and my face falls I can only think; me too.

I make my bed and tidy up my room while Jasper showers and a little while later the doorbell rings. My entire body stiffens worried about who it's going to be, but the second Brody's voice echos through the foyer I'm put at ease.

"What the fuck you've got a maid?"

I cringe and walk down the stairs smiling at Loretta and telling her she doesn't need to wait on Derek or Brody.

"She's not a maid, she's the housekeeper"

Brody only blinks at me.

"this is your cottage, not your house"

I sigh explaining to him further.

"she comes back and forth with us"

Brody shakes his head "that's wild"