August & Colin | WRU series | book 1
We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control.
I took a risk. I paid the price.
I made a mistake. I felt the guilt.
I lied. I lie.
I loved. I try not to.
I hurt. I still do.
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The buzzing sound of my alarm pierces through my ears and I roll over, forcing my eyes open as I reach for my phone to end the horrible sound ringing through the room.
I count down from five to build the courage to haul myself out of bed, scooting away from Colin's embrace the moment I reach one. However, the effort I put into tricking my brain to encourage myself to go through the quick pain of getting out of bed at 7 am in order to have a long morning before classes start, is all for nothing the second two strong arms wrap around my waist and haul my body back in bed.
Like a burrito, I get wrapped in sheets and tangled in a set of arms that press my back closer to a firm, warm body.
"No," his raw morning voice whines.
An uncontrollable smile spreads across my face, but my body still worms in his hold in an attempt to defy the urge to give in. "I have to go."
He tightens his grip around me as he nuzzles his nose in the crook of my neck. "I want my five minutes of cuddles," he mumbles in my hair, traces of sleep still detectable in the rumble of his voice.
"I'll be late."
"We both know you have plenty of time," he volleys back and I don't have to look to know there's a scolding frown covering his face, angry I'm having the audacity to deny him his cuddles.
As a reaction to his pleading, I stop fighting and he relaxes his hold around me enough for me to wiggle around. I come face to face with a lazy, gloating smile originating from his accomplishment to lure me in.
"Only five minutes," I clarify, getting rid of the ideas sparkling in his eyes.
He hums in agreement as he happily snuggles closer, sweetly rubbing his nose in the crook of my neck before kissing the spot softly. His warm breath soothes my skin and I close my eyes to enjoy our five minutes.
I drown in the moment, reality drizzling away as my breathing slows, synchronizing his, and I force my eyes open again.
"Col, I can't fall asleep."
One of his eyes peeks a glance at his watch before it shuts again as he snuggles back in place. "Hey Siri, set an alarm for half past 7."
A sleepy grin waltzes on my lips as I lightly shake my head.
Unbelievable.
"I said five minutes." I squeeze his side, causing him to jerk away before he locks my arms against my body, tightening his hold on me.
"You were going to leave. Your punishment is extra minutes in bed with me. If you have any objections you should file a complaint."
"I want to file a complaint." My quick answer makes him lift his torso off my body. He props himself on his elbow to inspect me through narrowed eyes.
He picks up a lock of my hair and lays it on top of his upper lip, letting it serve as a biker mustache. Perhaps it's to make himself look more dangerous, however, all it does is make him look comical.
