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Alayna's head lay on my chest as she slept

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Alayna's head lay on my chest as she slept. Her leg was tangled with my own, and her bare body was pressed against my side. I was awake, moving her hair out of her face and smoothing out the frown lines on her forehead.

Alayna stirs, her hand going around my waist as she slightly pushes herself on top of me. My breath hitches at the feel of her fingers on my skin, and I close my eyes tightly. My hand drags down the skin of her arm, caressing her shoulder blades.

"That feels good." Alayna mumbles, and I jolt in shock. I look down at her and there's a small smile on her face, and her eyes are still closed. I sigh, rolling her eyes. She begins to giggle, her eyes blinking to an open.

"You're awake." I mumble, smiling down at her. I feel her thumb stroke my ribs, her chin on my shoulder. I wrap my arm around her and run my fingers down her spine. Alayna shivers. "Good morning."

"Good morning." She smiles back, slowly lifting herself and leaning on her elbow. My hand flattens on her back. "Sleep well?" She asks.

"I did." I grin. "No doubt it was because you were beside me." I tell her, and she grins, leaning forward and planting a quick kiss on my lips. I hum as she kisses me, my hands squeezing her skin.

"We should go." She mumbles, holding the duvet to her chest. I nod my head and slip out of bed, stretching my limbs. Alayna stares at me, her eyes dropping to my chest and my stomach before she gulps. "You're so..." She tilts her head to the side.

"So what?" I grin.

"Attractive." She adds quietly, biting on the tip of her finger. Then, she slowly rises to her knees on the bed and shuffles towards me. The duvet drapes down her body like a silky dress, and I suddenly couldn't wait to actually see her in a beautiful, silky dress.

My arms go around her waist as she places her hands on my shoulder, arches her back and kisses me gently. I'm picking her up and letting her stand on the ground. She stares up at me, her hair a mess and eye bags under her eyes. She still looked as beautiful as the day I met her.

"Here." I say, leaning down and picking up my shirt off of the ground. "Wear this and come down. I'm gonna make you some breakfast, okay?" I tell her, and she nods her head, taking my shirt from my hands.

Then, I plant a quick kiss onto her forehead and leave my room, rushing down the stairs. My parents left this morning, and I can only hope that they don't walk back into the house early, like last time. However, I did hear them speaking about going out of town for a while, a few days back, so I'm assuming that they're hours away, hopefully.

I'm in the kitchen, frying bacon and sausages in the pan when Alayna walks in, heaving herself onto the counter. I smile across at her and she tilts her head to the side and scrunches her nose. "Are you making me bacon?" She laughs.

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