Thalia Kennedy is a positive ball of sunshine, she likes dirty jokes and smiling whenever. When she meets a man, the complete opposite of her she immediately takes a liking to him and wants to be the one to teach him how to enjoy the little things i...
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Heath drives us to his house and I feel like I look like a wet dog because of how soaked my hair still was. I didn't even have on proper clothes and I felt like I was about to freeze to death.
I had texted dad that I would be staying with a friend and at first he was skeptical because to his knowledge, I didn't have any friends. But thankfully with a few of my convincing words he managed to let me stay.
I told him my friend was a girl because if I even mentioned Heath, he would flip.
Heath unlocks the front door and we walk in, the first thing I hear is Beau's happy whines as he wags his tail, firstly approaching Heath. Heath bends down to acknowledge Beau, which is so adorable how friendly he is with him.
"I'm cold, do you have any clothes I can borrow?" I shiver dramatically to show him and he walks into the kitchen.
I bend down to pet Beau because he's my baby of course, he's such a cutie that I would squeeze him if I could.
"Paw." I hold out my hand and he obediently sits and holds out his paw, his tongues out as he paces.
"Well aren't you a smart guy? Muah" I crouch down and kiss him on his cute head.
"Thalia." I hear Heath call out and I scurry off into the kitchen.
"Yes, hunny? How may I assist you?" I drag myself into the kitchen where he was drinking something in a cup.
"What's in that? Can I have some?" I walk around to be next to him and peek into the cup but he shoves me away.
"No" He grumbles and chugs the drink once more.
"I wanna know what tastes so great" I said snatching up the cup before he could even take it back.
I was sneaky like that.
I quickly take a sip from the cup and I could smell the stench of beer before I even tasted it. Nasty, I don't know how he could drink that as often as he does.
"Ew, tastes like gasoline" I gag and wipe my mouth.
"I told you no" He furrows his brows.
"And when do I ever listen?" I made a point and realize that I still barely had clothes on.
"So do you have clothes for me to borrow or not? Because believe it or not, I'm still cold." I raise a brow and he nods.
"Come upstairs." He walks around me and walks up the stairs to his room, I follow him.
We walk into his room and at first it was dark but he turns on a lamp and I can finally see. How is his room always so neat? Does he even sleep in here because it looks as neat as the last time I was here.
He walks over to his closet and pulls out a long white shirt of his and some shorts. Comfy. He walks over to me and hands me the clothes, even some boxers.
