Heaven is on earth (Loubbie)

29 .Back to school.

Debbie awoke to the blaring sound of the alarm, her naked body pressing against Lou's as they lay intertwined in each other's arms. The blonde beauty continued to slumber peacefully, unaware of the world stirring around her.

Debbie let out a tired sigh as the thought of going to work weighed on her. However, as she moved to get out of bed, Lou's firm grip on her made her pause.

"Don't leave me alone in this bed." Lou pouted, her eyes still closed.

Debbie's heart softened as she looked at Lou's adorable pout. She brushed a gentle kiss on Lou's forehead before trying to untangle herself from their embrace. "I know, love. I wish I could stay with you all day, but duty calls. You go back to sleep and rest, and I'll be back before you know it."

"Okay, but don't go without kissing me goodbye, okay ?"

Debbie smiled affectionately, her fingers gently tracing patterns on Lou's cheek. "I promise, I won't leave without giving you a proper goodbye kiss. Now, get some more sleep, baby. I'll see you later."

Debbie stood under the warm spray of the shower, letting the water wash away the remnants of sleep and invigorate her senses. As the water cascaded over her body, she found herself lost in her thoughts about work. Being a teacher meant facing new challenges every day, but it also brought her immense joy and fulfillment. She mentally prepared herself for the day ahead, thinking about the lessons she would teach, the new students she would meet. Silently, wishing everything would be okay.

Lou's eyes widened in surprise as the scream echoed through the room. She quickly sat up, this time fully awake, her heart racing with concern. "Debbie, what happened? Are you okay?"

Debbie entered the bedroom, her expression displaying a mix of horror and frustration. She rushed over to Lou, pointing to her neck full of hickeys. "Look at my neck, Lou! How am I supposed to go to work with this?"

Lou's laughter echoed through the room, unable to contain her amusement at the sight of Debbie's marked neck. However, Debbie was determined to maintain her seriousness, her brows furrowing as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Lou, this is not funny. I have to go to work, and I can't have everyone see this."

"Well, I'm sorry if your neck is so tempting that I can't keep my lips away from it." Lou answered between laughs.

"This isn't funny !"

"Oh yes, it is. I love you and your beautiful neck, "Lou said, standing up and walking towards Debbie.

"No, stay away from me with your naked body." Said Debbie, throwing a shirt at Lou.

Lou smirked mischievously as she approached Debbie, disregarding her request to stay away. "You can't resist me, can you?" she teased, catching the shirt that was thrown at her.

Debbie's frustration grew; her voice stern. "Lou, I mean it. Plus, I don't know how I'm going to do it; I'm going to be late.

Lou's voice softened as she reached out to Debbie, her eyes filled with empathy. "Come on, Debbie. Get dressed, and I'll make you a cup of coffee. We can figure out a way to fix it with makeup."

Debbie took a deep breath, her frustration beginning to dissipate. She nodded reluctantly. "I don't want anybody at work to think I'm a slut."

Lou returned from the kitchen, carrying two cups of coffee. She smiled at Debbie, who was now fully dressed.

Lou looked at Debbie's outfit. "This is your outfit?"

Debbie glanced down at her clothes—a casual yet stylish dress. She raised an eyebrow, sensing Lou's jealousy. "What's wrong with my outfit? I thought it looked good."