Forever and Always

8. Drunken Mistakes

Warning : This chapter gets a little steamy so if you're not into that. Just skip ahead. It's important at the bottom. 

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Everything is spotless and organized. The dark navy bed sheets are slightly ruffled but other than that, his room is cleaner than mine. It's not the first time I've been up here but it always seems to take me by surprise because Kaleb doesn't look like a neat and organized person. No offense. 

I keep rambling on in my head about his room that I almost don't notice him steering me towards his bathroom with a change of clothes in his hand.

"Here take these and go have a quick shower!" Kaleb shoves me in the bathroom before I can say anything. 

I start to fumble with my dress buttons and manage to knock over the soap dispenser. I giggle and attempt to find the doorknob. 

"Kaleebbbb! I can't get my dress open. It's eating me! Help me!!" I feel like a five year old on sugar. I'm bouncing all over the place before I bump into Kaleb's chest. "Ow. Why is your chest so hard?" I start poking it like my life depends on it. Kaleb sighs and captures my hand mid poke and navigates me back into the bathroom. 

"What's the problem?" I motion towards my back at the impossible buttons that line the whole back of the dress. He turns me towards the mirror and starts unbuttoning the buttons. 

His fingers graze my neck and my back as he unbuttons my dress and I can't help the shivers that run through my body as his touch sends fire through my nerves.

 By the time he reaches mid back, I hear a sharp intake in breath behind me. I stare into the mirror and I see Kaleb's ears are slightly red as he stares at my exposed back. 

"What? What is it?" I questions before trying to turn around to get a view of my back. 

"I...Um...You're not wearing a bra?" His voice comes squeaky and high pitched. My eyebrow furrows.

"Of course not silly. You can't wear a bra with this dress. It wouldn't looook good." I turn around, forgetting that the buttons are undone and I'm not holding my dress to my chest. 

I'm saved by further embarrassment when Kaleb quickly slaps the dress back on my front, carefully avoiding all exposed skin. He grabs my hands and replaces his that are splashed on my stomach and neck. He slowly turns me around and continues to undo the buttons. The last button clicks open and the top of my red lacy underwear is visible. 

Kaleb's face flames and he all buts runs out of the bathroom yelling behind him, "Take a shower!" 

I slither out of my dress and hop into his shower. About 15 minutes later, I'm dizzier than ever and giggling as I stumble out in his boxers and shirt. Thankfully the shirt is black so it doesn't flash him my body parts. 

Kaleb is sitting on his bed with his head in his hands muttering to himself. Slowly I creep up on him and scream boo! in his left year.

 All of a sudden I'm flat on the bed with Kaleb hovering over me. His eyes are dark and hard. I flinch away. Once he recognizes that it's me, his eyes soften and he slowly releases me. 

Before an awkward silence fills the room, I'm up and about running my hands through his bookshelves and reading the various posters that he's hung up in his room. "It's so hot!" I fan myself slightly to get rid of the humidity that starting to make my hair frizz. 

Kaleb's shirt is reaching about mid thigh and the boxers are making me even hotter. So I do the smart thing and take them off. 

Kaleb, not realizing that I'm less than 6 feet from his back, stripping,  chuckles and grabs a towel. He turns around and motions for me to come closer. "You're going to catch a cold. Come here." He then proceeds to towel dry my hair, letting his fingers comb down the furry mess.