Diana's POV
I wake up to sun shining in my eyes, and I groan as I bury my face further into the pillow.
I freeze when I feel my pillow breathing.
Reluctantly, I open my eyes and see its not a pillow I'm lying on, its Alex's chest.
I sit up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes before scowling at the sun thats blinding me. I get out of bed, closing my curtains aggressively.
I collapse back into bed, using Alex's chest as a pillow again and try fall back asleep, but after five minutes I know its useless.
Sighing, I sit up in my bed, Alex still fast asleep beside me.
I then notice that he's missing a shirt. His chest rises up and down as he sleeps, his tan skin slightly glistening with sweat since its abnormal hot today.
The covers lay just around his hips, leaving his upper body on full display to me.
Its clear Alex works out alot. His toned chest and the fucking six pack he has is all the evidence you need to prove it.
I notice the multiple scars that are carved into the skin on his upper arms. Each one a different length and going in a different direction. They look faded, but still noticeable.
I smile, happy he feels comfortable enough to have me see his scars.
I wipe the hair back thats slightly stuck to his forehead, before leaning over and placing a kiss on his skin. He moves a bit, and I quietly move to the other side of the bed while he rolls onto his side.
Grabbing my phone, I check the time and see it's only eleven. Its sunday morning, so we dont have work. But despite not having anywhere to go, waking up at eleven is still quite late for me.
I see I've gotten a text from Casey, and I open it and read it.
Casey
Going out with Amara.
Be back laterThe message was sent two hours ago, and I wonder what the fuck Amara had to do to get Casey up at nine on a Sunday morning.
Placing my phone back on my nightstand, I get up and walk over to my bathroom.
I close the door, not seeing a point in locking it since Alex is asleep, and plus, it's only Alex. I take off the underwear and shirt I had on, before stepping into the walk in shower. After adjusting the shower head so I wouldnt get my hair wet, I turn the water on. I gasp when the freezing cold water rains down on me, causing any tiredness from before to wash away.
The shower was fairly big. I dont exactly know how big, but me and Mason used to take showers together and still had enough room that it didnt feel claustrophobic.
My bedroom used to be my parents room. When my mam past away, dad couldn't bare to sleep in the room anymore, so me and him switched rooms.
It was a little weird. Me, and six year old, having the biggest bedroom with my very own bathroom. But I loved it, and dad saw no problem.
My grandparents of course thought it was 'preposterous', but dad didnt give a shit.
The water heats up after a few seconds, and I relax under the perfectly warm water.
My mind thinks back to the 'deal' me and Alex have. My body feels hot as I remember what he promised to do. 'First thing' He said.
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Business With Lust
Romance"I have a boyfriend" I mumble suddenly, but he doesnt move away like I had hoped. "Then walk away" Alexander whispers. Unable to muster up the strength to move away, I stay put, causing the corner of his lips to slightly pull up into a smirk. This i...