Bruises

15: puppies

I woke up that morning with an intense throb that spread from my head to the rest of my body. My hands and my eyes wandered across the bed until I finally had landed upon Ayden's crashed body, all bundled up in blankets. I sigh and pull myself closer to him with a slight ache that rests in my stomach. The only thing that slightly refreshes me is the dawning of a new day and the gentle snores that echo from Ayden, pulling a smile onto my face.

Soon enough, Ayden's eyes flutter open and wander across my body from head to toe.

"Good morning," he mutters, his voice raspy and dry. I plant a kiss upon his lips gently before I push myself off his bed and make my way over to his bathroom.

When I come out, Ayden is standing next to his bed, stretching and twisting his body so his muscles churn under his skin, soft groans escaping his throat. I don't stop to admire his tone and bends even when he notices me doing so.

"Lovely," he smirks and adverts his eyes to me. "Would you like to skip the day with me?"

"As in skip school?" I yawn and stretch, the very edge of my panties showing and I just barely notice Ayden catching a glance at them, making me flush lightly.

"Of course," he smiles. He saunters over to me and pulls me in for a tight embrace, grabbing at the base of my thighs to indicate to jump. I do so and wrap my bare legs around his hips. His eyes wander over my plump lips obviously.

"I've never skipped school before," I bite my lip and flaunt a grin.

"Well today will be your first then won't it?" he pushes his lips into mine forcefully without thought before pushing me down onto the bed, my legs still wrapped around him. I feel my body sing and my legs wrap tighter. I kiss him back even harder before a knock on the door pulls us apart.

"Ayden," his mother calls through the crack and doesn't bother opening the door. "Breakfast."

I gasp in excitement and pull his pants over my chilled legs before following a still shirtless Ayden out the door.

The only people that remain in the house and filter down into the kitchen are his mom, his older sister that had bothered us before, and his little brother, Kai. Kai is practically the miniature version of Ayden, amazing eyes and messy blond hair. He hugs on to me once he sees me, and Annabelle pays me a warm smile.

Presented on the large dining table are plates of fresh chocolate chip pancakes, arrays of bacon, a tall container of orange juice and milk, and fresh fruit salad. I feel my belly ache at the warming sight and lick my lips as I sit down in between Ayden and Kai. Chloe, his mother, and Annabelle sit across from us.

"Thank you so much," I grin at Chloe and her slim, tan face lined with years and years of laughter and smiling creased around her eyes and her mouth.

"Anytime, honey," she hummed. "You're always welcome here."

We all start to dig in, forks grinding across and plates and easy conversation filling up the house. I pile up a few pancakes on my plate along with multiple pieces of bacon and a large pile of fresh fruit. The events from yesterday are pushed way back into the recesses of my mind as my lungs fill with laughter and a gentle smile of pleasure eases across my face as I fill my tummy up with warm, fresh food.

Once we're done I help Mrs. Jones gather the dishes and thank her once more for letting me stay here. She doesn't question Ayden and I's easy saunter up the stairs, taking our time and not really bothering to get ready or drop me off.

"What do you wanna do today Smith?" Ayden pulls me into his room, his hand gently pushing against the small of my back, sending warmth up my spine.