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Morning, Gorgeous

"Morning, Gorgeous." I smile and open my eyes. Jake's appearance fills my line of vision. I groan and bury myself into his side. His rib cage reverberates as he chuckles lightly.

"Don't want to get up, huh babe?" he strokes my throbbing head gently in a calming manner, I sigh.

"Noooooo." I drawl out. "I want to stay, right here, for the whole day."

His heart beat picks up a little quicker, "I'd love to do that with you Dil," he places a light kiss on my nose, "but we have to get to school." Confused, I look around for my phone. I pull up the blanket and I looked down at my legs in shock. I saw my legs where my pants should be..... I wasn't wearing any pants for that matter, or my own shirt.... or bra. I notice Jake wearing just his underwear, I was wearing his shirt. Tears slowly well into my eyes, Jake wraps an arm around my back, I stare at him in horror. He subtlety smiles at me, "Di-did w-we...?" I start.

"Have.....?"

My mouth opened but no words came out, my throat was dry. I closed my mouth, willed the tears to go away and looked down, nodding to him.

"No we didn't. I promise. I would never take advantage of your drunken state.... ever." His hand slides to my cheek, I look directly into his eyes and sigh, he means it. I got up too quickly, I spin around and ask "uh Jake, where's the bathroom?" I start running away toward the direction he told me and made it to the toilet just in time. The alcohol that I don't remember having comes up and Jake rushes in the door behind me. He's quick to kneel beside me and pull my hair back, rubbing my back in gentle circles. After I practically puke up my intestines, I lay back into his embrace. "You're okay Baby." Jake says as he kisses my head. I'm so lucky to have this boy. I look up at him, "I wish you didn't have to see that.... Not one of my better moments." He chuckles, "You don't understand that you could wear a trash bag and you'd still be the hottest girl I've ever seen." He smirks which causes me to blush. I stand up and groan when I can't balance myself. Jake picks me up gently, bridal style and carries me back to the couch. This is when I notice the empty beer cans, playing cards and chip bags littering the hard wooded flooring. Jake gently sets me on the couch and walks away. "Jake come backkkkkk!" He whips around confused, his mouthwatering abs come into my vision and I can't help but stare at them. "Will you lay with me?" I whimper. "I don't feel good but you would help me to get better." He chuckles and lays next to me. He pulls me into his side gently and kisses my forehead. "Dillan?"
"Yeah?" I ask weakly, confused by him. "Do you remember what I asked you last night?"
I try to think back to last night, my forehead creases in thought, trying to remember any type of question. "Um, no?" I snuggle closer to him and he sighs, I feel his heartbeat pick up when he says, "well I asked you if you'd be my girlfriend, officially...?" He says strained.

My eyes well up once again this morning as I say, "I'd absolutely love to be your girlfriend officially, to be honest I thought we already were." I smile up at Jake and he leans in to kiss me. I stop him, "Uh Jake? I have puke breath remember? Not very cute or acceptable to kiss." Jake thinks about this for a minute then gets off the couch and walks into the kitchen. I hear things move in the kitchen and a minute later Jake appears. He shyly gives me a mint which I take gratefully and chew it. I have it almost finished when Jake leans toward me and a set of warm lips crashes onto mine. Startled by the kiss, I kiss him back. His hand moves from my shoulder, to my arm, and to my cheek, cradling it with his big hand. Sending a line of fire to my heart. My hand snakes up to his neck, pulling him closer. The kiss gets steamier and Jake can't seem to keep himself up without crushing me. He picks me up, not taking a breath and switches our positions. Now I'm straddling his waist. Jakes hands move down my back. He lifts up his hands and he lifts my well.... his shirt up and his cold hands snake there way up. I kiss him more forcefully as his tongue slips out. We stop for a second to catch our breath. A deep desire shines in his ice blue eyes and I can feel him start to get a little extra happy so I pull him toward the couch, now he's on top of me. I kiss him again, his hands snake their way to my ribs and slowly starting to make their way to my boobs. I grab one of his hands and placed it on my hip. He grunts gently and a little moan escapes my lips.