When you star in a movie named 'Drunk Kisses' amongst the famous actor Robert Downey Jr., the media goes crazy. You get on the A-list of celebrities and attend the Jimmy Fallon Tonight show.
But you didn't expect that one question..
*in this book...
The next morning I woke up to a cutely snoring Chris.
I rub my eyes and play with his beard a little bit. He then pulls me in for a hug and I give him a kiss on the lips.
He pulls me closer, gets on top of me and just lingers above me. His eyes are still half closed but I feel them on me.
"I should make us breakfast." I tell him. "Nooo, stay in bed with me." He whines. I step out of the bed and gather my clothes to change in the bathroom.
"I'm going to change and then we can have breakfast at Cafe Luluc, alright?" I suggest.
"5 more minutes." He whines. "No, I'm taking a quick shower and then I'm changing. You should be ready by the time I'm done."
"Okay." He groans. I claim the big bathroom connected to my bedroom so he grabs his clothes and goes to the smaller bathroom.
When I'm done showering, I dry myself and the floor and then put my clothes on.
I put on a comfy outfit that shows some skin at my belly and oversized pants.
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I don't bother to put on makeup since we're probably going for breakfast and then head back to my place.
Chris finishes dressing up before me because I have to put my hair in a bun which doesn't work. "I give up!" I shout into the mirror after trying 3 times.
"What's wrong, love?" Chris asks me from outside the bathroom. "I'm trying to get my hair in a bun but it doesn't work." I whine.
"Let me help you." I unlock the bathroom door and he comes in. He then makes a braid.
He looks so cute when he's focused. "Thank you. It's even better than a bun now." I turn around, he lays his hands on my ass and I kiss him.
He squeezes my ass cheeks softly and I moan into the kiss. "Mmh we should go." I reply.
"1 more minute?" He suggests. "No, c'mon." I try to release from his grip but he keeps holding onto me.
"1 enjoyable minute.." He speaks in a low seductive voice. I don't give in. "No." He whines again.
"I spoke in my sexy voice for you and you can refuse. You're special, woman." I laugh. I tab his abs for literally no reason and then he finally follows me when I walk out.
We take Chris' car to the cafe and have a nice breakfast there. After breakfast I ask if we're going back to my place but he doesn't respond and drives another way.
