bubba || c.b

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Morgan's POV

"You two meet me in the lobby in an hour okay?" Colby asks, walking us down the hallway to our room- one hand in mine, the other in Mia's.

We both nod our heads in agreement and turn to him with smiles as we reach our door. I pull my hand away from his and unlock the door while he picks Mia up and gives her a kiss on the cheek, causing her to giggle.

"C'mon Mi. Quick shower." I say, reaching my hands out to grab her from him.

"Can't Bubba bring me in?" she asks, having a grip so tight around his shoulders I'm afraid he might pass out.

"No. He needs to go get ready too. He stinks." I say with a chuckle, sending her a wink.

"Hey! I do not!"

"Stinky Bubba!" Mia squeals while giggling, finally reaching for me.

"I'm offended." he says with a chuckle.

"Sorry Bubs. See you in a bit okay?" I ask.

"Wear something cute-" he says looking at me with a lopsided grin, moving closer to us  "the both of you".

And with a kiss on each of our cheeks, leaving us looking like blushing fools he turns and makes his way back down the hallway to his room.

I shut the door behind us and walk over to the bed, plopping Mia there and turn for the suitcase.

"What do you wanna wear babe?" I ask her.

"Button up!" she says, bouncing up and down on her knees.

I pluck a black and white checkered button up from the suitcase, along with a white t shirt, black dress shorts, and a pair of vans socks, setting her black vans next to the suitcase.

I throw them to her and shove my head in the direction of the bathroom. She makes a mad dash for it and slams the door behind her.

As soon as I hear the water running I grab my phone from beside me and shoot Colby a text:

Morgan: where are we going?

Bubs: it's a surprise Morg

Morgan: how am i supposed to know what to wear?

I watch the three little dots, waiting for a response but instead I am surprised when his name pops up on the screen requesting to FaceTime.

"Yesssssss?" I ask.

He is in the shower, has his phone propped up on the shower caddy attached to the wall as he scrubs his head with shampoo, his head tilted back.

Yum

"Gimme some options." he says, peeking one of his eyes open to look at me.

"Um, okay." I stand and prop my phone against the TV in front of me and begin digging through the suitcase.

I hear the water running and his slight hums and all I can think about is being in that shower with him, reenacting what occurred last time.

I didn't bring anything great to wear, mostly jeans and t shirts. But I had a few things that might be acceptable... and possibly turn him into putty in my hands. I pluck them from the suitcase and stand.

He is now out of the shower and is standing at the bathroom sink, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist, toothbrush in his mouth.

"Okay... so-" I pull the burgundy silk dress up to my body, it's backless, only a gold chain in a a cross over my back. "To much?" I ask, moving my eyes back to the screen with a shy smile.