bubba || c.b

5

Morgan's POV

I legitimately feel like I am going to puke. We have finally made it to the hotel and it is swarmed with people, mainly teenage girls with no parents- which for some reason gives me so much more anxiety. How the hell do their parents let them do this? My mom went to concerts with me until I graduated high school!

Finally with Mia in tow, holding on to my hand for dear life we made it to the front desk to check in.

"Under Morgan Luck." I say with my head down and hair shielding the majority of my face. I know I look like shit and I pray nobody important sees me right now. Not to mention my little sister who hasn't changed her clothes in almost 24 hours.

I get the room key and barely comprehend what the 30 something year old man is telling me before steering Mia toward the elevator, letting her press the "UP" button on the wall.

I am rocking back and forth on my feet waiting anxiously for the doors to open, I just want to lay down. I am glad I had gotten warm and decided to pull my hoodie off as soon as we stepped out of the airport, because Mia is occupied with tracing the tattoos on my arm.

I finally hear a ding.

The elevator door slides open.

And there he is.

FUCK.

FUCK.

FUCK.

My eyes go wide. I feel like I am going to pass out.

Mia doesn't even look away from my arm, and right now I hope she doesn't.

"Hi, sorry." I say in the squeakiest voice that has come out of me since I hit puberty.

"No worries." he says with a lopsided grin.

Mia looks up, and quite literally looks like she is going to shit herself. She looks at me, then back at the man who is blocking the entrance to the elevator. She lets go of my hand, and latches onto this kids waist like her life depended on it. I try to snatch her back into my side, but am way to late.

"I am so sorry." I am terrified, embarrassed, and definitely blushing.

"It's okay." he literally has to shuffle with my little sister still clinging to him so I can get in the elevator. The door closes.

"What floor?" he asks.

"Um, 10" I reply, stupidly looking down at the key card.

He hits the button. Finally acknowledging Mia, he bends down, grabbing her by the hips and settles her legs around his hips. Her head hiding in the crook of his neck.

He tickles her sides slightly with his ring clad fingers, he gets a giggle out of her as she lifts her head. This little girl has the biggest fucking smile on her face and tears in her eyes, just looking at this man. She doesn't know what to say. I wish I had the balls to pull my phone out of my back pocket and snap a picture, but I don't.

"Hi." he says with a shy smile. "I like your hoodie."

"Thank you, I got it for my birthday. My sister said I would be hard to miss if you ever saw me walking down the street." she giggles

He looks over to me for a split second. I get even hotter, if that is even possible. I am 99.9% sure I am beat red.

"I could recognize those little horns anywhere." he says with a chuckle, directing his attention back to Mia.

"I match with you." she says shyly. Now playing with the silver chain around his neck. This little girl is a flirt, and I am jealous.

"You're way cuter." he says as he finally lets her slide down his leg back down to the ground. She won't let go of his hand though.