His | Mine | Ours

Chapter 80 - Warm Welcome

IRIS....

IRIS....

IRIS....

IRIS....

"IRIS!"

I slowly open my eyes.

A blurred figure stands in front. Judging from the outline, it's Sam.

I close my eyes and turn over.

"Iris..." Sam whines and throws herself on me, making me wheeze. "Don't act like this."

"Get off me." I weakly struggle underneath her.

"But you have to get up!" Sam says.

"Why?" I groan.

She shifts her weight, putting less on me, but still enough to hold me down.

I hate blondes.

"My brother's coming!" Sam answers. "He'll be here any moment now."

I close my eyes and ignore her.

"......"

I can feel her staring at me.

I'm suddenly flipped onto my back and my lower body feels heavy.

My eyes are wide in shock as I stare up at Sam whose straddling my waist.

I feel a little uncomfortable as the situation takes an ambiguous turn, and I squirm a little.

"Get up." she says, leaving no room for negotiation.

"I don't want to." my face is straight.

Her eyes bore into mine and she leans down.

My breath hitches as her feel hers on my lips. My heart begins to beat faster.

As soon as I feel something warm and soft brush my lips, my eyes widen and I shove her off of me...or at least attempted to.

"W-What are you doing?!" I sit up and yell at her.

"What are you talking about?" she feigns ignorance.

I glare at her and get from under her, placing some distance between us.

She smiles innocently and skips to my closet.

"Come on. Let's find you something cute to wear!" she says excitedly.

"No." I cross my arms over my chest. "Get out!"

Sam ignores me and pulls out green dress and collects a pair of leggings from my drawer.

"Try this on!" she shoves the items in my hands and runs back to the closet.

Irritated, I throw the clothes on the bed and march to closet.

"Samantha." I use her full name.

Sam pauses and I can imagine her frowning.

I don't care.

"Get out." I repeat, seriously.

She turns around to look at me. She stares for a second, probably trying see how serious I am.

I roll my eyes at her antics and walk to the door, opening it for her. I look back at her, raising my eyebrow in challenge.

Finally getting the message, she huffs as she move toward the door with a pout.

"I'll be back!" she declares before leaving.

I shut the door behind her and lock it.

Damn, blondes. Fucking hate them.