Buckys POV:
Dove slept soundly next to me. I woke up at 6:30 exactly. At the same time, I always did when I was at this house.
I kiss her temple. "I love you" I whispered to her
I slide out of bed and walk downstairs. Of course, the whole gang was up and awake.
"James" My mom greeted
"Mother" I yawn
"Jaxon told me you were busy last night"
"I was"
"Does your activity explain those bruises on your neck?"
"Mom, we both know these aren't bruises" I laugh
"Why do you always talk about sex?" Jess rolls her eyes
"Because I like it" I shrug. "Anyways, can you give me the number of your flower person? I wanna get Dove some flowers"
"How sweet, at least after he destroys her he gets her some flowers" She scoffs
"Just give me the damn number Jess"
She writes it down and hands it to me. "Thanks, what time is breakfast? Dove is still asleep"
"8 am sharp" My dad answers
"Alright" I walk away
"James, I still have to talk with you" My mother calls
"Yeah, after breakfast I'm free for anything you wanna talk to me about"
I go back into the room and pull out my phone.
"Get me your most colorful flowers"
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My alarm goes off at 8. I blink awake and Dove opens her eyes.
"Good morning" She mumbles. That sleepy smile on her face might as well shot me dead.
"Good morning, Angel" I whisper
She straddles my lap and I pick her up, carrying her downstairs.
I set her down right before anyone could see her. "You can't keep that little limp you have"
"It's your fault"
"My fault? You said fuck you like a pornstar. I only did what my girl wanted"
She gives me a quick kiss and I pinch her butt. "Get your asses to the table" Ms. Mikayla lectured
I smack Dove's butt before we go to the table.
"You're late" Jesslyn states
"No shit" I laugh
Dove lays her head on my arm and smiles up at me.
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Doves POV:
We all had different breakfasts in front of us.
I have a spinach omelet and he had pancakes. I was eyeing his food and he noticed.
He switched our plates without even acknowledging it.
"Is the pool clean?" He asks
"The pool is always clean" Jaxson answers
"Cool, I need Sander to warm it up for us"
"Us? His dad questioned
"Me and Dove want to go swimming"
I look up at the sound of my name. "Huh?"
YOU ARE READING
My Little Dove
RomanceDove. A shy 24-year-old college student studying to become a full-time artist and working at a bookstore and coffee shop to just barely get ends meet. Her friends Yelena and Monica, always by her side no matter what. The reserved woman rather keep s...
