Melany Fellington is a young girl who lives in poverty in a changed world. She doesn't have what others have the room to have, but family made what she has more than enough. During substandard times of oppression, an interference threatens her famil...
Author's note: I apologize for this long chapter and I know that the chapters can get long, but a lot of character development takes place and I need to emphasize that while writing. But I hope that each of you are enjoying this story because your reading really puts the biggest smile on my face. You guys are the best.
With that being said, I hope that this chapter makes you smile too. 💗
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(Tuesday, September 18th)
The arms that were wrapped around my waist stirred me out of my slumber. The evidence that I awoke would be the hammering of the muscle in my chest because I normally don't get to wake up by her. My body turned around to face her, and my eyes immediately skimmed across her relaxed face. Her chest was softly pushing into me as it rose and fell. Her braided hair was down and the strands were slightly tousled on the pillows. Her full two toned pink lips were subtly parted. The stoic facial muscles on her face were softened in her state of vulnerability, and in her vulnerability of slumber my mind remembered when she had told me her birthday, and her birthday is today, but I didn't know what I would do for her.
Unconsciously, my hand followed its magnetic pull to her gorgeous face. My thumb brushed across her bottom lip while her soft breathing fanned against my hand, and my thoughts were racing in trying to figure out how I would make today amazing for her, and when I thought of cooking something special for her, I thought it was lame because I cook for her every day, but there also aren't many options in my current position. So cooking something special for her will have to do, and I have something else in mind too.
Her light brown skin and her body were warm against me as her arms stayed secure around the dips of my waist, and Eurella pulled me closer by willing her toned arms to become tighter around me, keeping my body prisoner with the insistent strength that she used.
My face was now less than a millimeter in front of hers. Her eyelashes slowly blinked open and her almond shaped dark brown eyes instantly focused on me, and her lips began to lift into a soft smile, the softest smile that I've ever seen on her face. "Good morning," She voiced huskily.
My lips parted a bit while my thumb continued to trace her bottom lip, but in my mind, I was losing it, 'Her morning voice is so fucking sexy. Gosh I can't take it. I'll melt down below.'
She relaxed further and gently grasped my hand in hers. "What are you thinking? Would you care to share with the class?" She questioned jokingly, a knowing smirk lifting at her lips while bringing my body closer into her strong frame. Her words encouraged a giggle to leave my lips. "No, I don't think so..." I said as a matter of factly, but on her face now was a small smile, and behind it was a teasing shine.
