bubba || c.b

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Morgan's POV

I am so content right now. Crazy to think that just an hour ago I was huddled up in corner crying my eyes out. Now, multiple kisses, an orgasm, and a shower later I am sitting at a small pizza shop with my little sister, Sam, Katrina, and the dreamy man who gave me said orgasm - eating pizza and chatting.

"Morg." Mia pulls me out of my inner thoughts and I look up at her from across the table, giving her my full attention.

"Sam was just talking about the Q&A tomorrow. It starts at 11. We are going right?" she asks.

"Of course, wouldn't miss it." I say, shooting her a toothy grin.

"We wouldn't let you guys, even if we had to carry you down." Colby says from his seat next to me. His arm resting lazily resting on the back of my shoulder, occasionally brushing his finger through my hair and across my shoulder blade.

"If we don't get to bed soon, that might be a possibility." I giggle in response while looking at my Apple watch that reads 11:00pm.

"I'm not tired!" Mia squeals.

"As soon as we make it back to our room, away from everyone- I can guarantee you'll crash babe." I say.

"I know I will." Kat says "It's been a crazy day."

"Agreed. Too much excitement for one day." I reply.

I hear a chuckle next to me. I know what he is implying and my cheeks grow hot.

"Let's get the check and head out then." Sam says, eyeing the two of us knowingly.

He calls the waiter over and a short time later he returns with the check. As I go to reach for it a strong tattooed arm grabs it before me. I whip my head toward him with a dirty look.

"Colby." I say sternly "Give it."

"Nope. It's on me." he says looking at the bill, reaching for his wallet in his back pocket.

"I brought my card, I want to treat you guys. Thank you for today. Come on." I whine.

"No Morgan. It's fine." he says, setting down the check momentarily to retrieve his card out of his wallet.

And with that, I snatch it off the table and book it to the front counter. I hear his chair scrape across the floor and I know he is coming after me judging by the laughs coming from the direction of our table.

I make it, slightly out of breath and mutter a "hi" to the kid at the counter before handing him the check.

As I search through my bag for my wallet I feel a hand on my hip and an arm reach over me, extended toward the counter. I look up and see that tattooed arm handing the confused kid behind the counter his card.

"You little shit." I whisper. Stepping back to press my body into him with a wiggle of my hips against his, my head lying back against his hard chest.

"That's me." he says with a firm squeeze to my hip and kiss on the cheek.

"I owe you." I say.

"Don't want your money, although I can think of another way you can repay me." he says darkly with a small thrust of his hips into my ass.

When isn't this kid horny and hard?

I step away and turn toward him. "Thank you." I whisper.

He gives a nod in response, his playful eyes boring into mine.

When the kid hands him his receipt we head back for the table. Kat sliding out of the booth, Mia standing on the seat with her arms extended with her infamous puppy dog eyes. I reach for her but am declined. She let's Colby grab her instead and she settles onto his side with ease.