College Girl

Chapter 12

Trey's POV
I linger by the door as I watch Liberty unpack. She's so graceful with it. Kinda like a dancer.

"Are you a dancer or something?" I ask her.

She turns around surprised and laughs.

"Hell no.," she says,"My mom never let me. Why?"

"You're just really graceful."

"I did gymnastics for a while. Maybe that's why."

I smile and nod. It's already six and my stomach is growling.

"You hungry? We can eat whatever." I say.

"Yeah. Sure. Whatever you have, I'll have too." She says.

"So spaghetti and meatballs it is." I say.

That's the only thing I can cook well. I watch her for a little longer before she says,

"Are you gonna stand there and watch me orrrrr...?" She asks sarcastically.

I blush ashamed of my behavior.

"Sorry. I'll be downstairs cooking."

I say while turning around.

"Gotcha." She replies.
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2 hours Later
"Wow, Trey. You know how to throw it down!"Liberty says while bringing her plate to the sink.

If I could only make one type of food, I might as well be really good at making it. I chuckle and bring my plate over to the sink.

"It's the only thing I know how to make WELL. Not mediocre, but WELL." I say.

She grabs my plate and turns in the faucet.

"You cook. I wash. That's how it's fair." She says.

I hate washing the dishes so I'm not gonna stop this. I lean on the counter. Her yoga pants nicely pronounce her ass. If only I could reach out and touch it.

"I never got to properly thank you for this." Liberty says knocking me out of fantasy land.

"There's no need. It's just the right thing for me to do." I say.

"Nah. I really owe you." She says while drying her hands with a paper towel than throwing it out,"Monte could've done something crazy to me."

She walks up to me so that there's barely any space in between us. If one of us moves in an inch, we would be kissing. She takes a hold of my hands and looks me in my eyes with curiosity and, if I'm not mistaken, love. I haven't felt this sort of intimacy in months.

"Really, Trey. Thank you." She says sincerely.

I bite my lip and say,"You're welcome..."

We continue to stare at each other until I break it by clearing my throat.

"We should probably get some sleep." I say like a damn father.

She lets go of my hands and gives me a weird look.

"It's only 8:30 and I don't have a class till like 3. Chill, dad." She says annoyed.

"Sorry...wanna watch a movie or something?" I suggest to make up for my behavior.

She brightens and says,"Yeah."
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Liberty's POV
With enough persuasion, Trey agrees to watch my favorite movie, Poetic Justice. During the moving, I slowly find myself moving closer to him. I think he notices, but he doesn't say anything. I just have this urge to cuddle him.

I finally get close enough and whisper to him," I hope you don't mind."

He looks down at me and smiles.

"Mind what?" He asks.

"This." I say before laying my head on his firm chest and wrapping an arm around his torso.

I guess he doesn't mind because he pulls me closer to him and wraps an arm around my waist. He kisses my forehead and murmurs something. I'm gonna fall asleep quick like this.

"Hm?" I ask. I'm in total bliss.

"Nothing." He says.
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Trey's POV
Liberty is asleep in my arms by the end of the movie. I can't leave her down here. I turn off all the lights and the TV before picking her up with a tiny struggle(I'm not superman.) , and bringing her upstairs bridal style. I carefully lay her down on the bed, and pull the covers over her body.

She blinks her eyes open, and says groggily,"Don't leave. I'm a little scared."

"Of what, baby?" I ask concerned.

"Monte...just sleep here with me for tonight." She begs.

I can't refuse.

"Okay."

I kick of my sweats and my shirt so that I'm only in my briefs and wife-beater. I crawl under the covers next to her and she draws close to me. Real close. We're face to face, but her eyes are closed. I would kiss her lips, but won't. I kiss her forehead, then press the button to turn of the lights.

"Just kiss my lips next time." She mumbles.

I chuckle at her sleepy bluntness before pecking her lips and drifting off to a deep sleep.
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Author's Note

Talk about a slow start! 😂 I love teasing yall. But not for long. The teasing will stop at some point.