Chapter 17:

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Owen

This morning I decided to go on a run. I found a note in my jacket pocket. Sophia had left it, it explained why she acted the way she did and her apologizing. I'm sad that she didn't feel that she could give it to me in person but at least she gave it to me.Waking up in a bed without Sophia was so hard. During the run I passed by my dads grave stone. I stopped and talked to him for a while. By the time I got home, it was already time for lunch. Walking into the house I spot my mom smiling at me.

I march up to my room and as I open the door I'm met with the most beautiful girl ever, Sophia. She jumps at me and wraps her legs around my torso. Her kiss is deep and feels like fire. I shut the door with my foot and push her against it.

I trail kisses down her neck and start to unbutton her blouse. She is working at lightning speed. Turning her around I walk her to the bed and drop us both down on the bed. It takes all of five seconds to strip us of our clothes. It doesn't take long to get straight down to business.

Suddenly there is a knock at the door. Three in a row. The door flew open and a female squeal pierced my ear for the second time in 48 hours. I quickly cover Sophia up with the blanket. Her squeal makes me chuckle.

"I will come back, my love, right away."

I explain as I kiss her temple. I throw on a pair of gray sweatpants and start towards the door. Suddenly Sophia grabs my wrist and pulls me back down to her. She wraps her legs around my torso and her arms around my neck.

"I gotta go babe."

"Fine."

After she lets me go I head down the stairs. My mom is laughing with Andrew on the couch.

"Hey..."

"Hi."

"Are you okay, Mom?"

"Yeah, it's not like seeing your son's naked butt is anything new."

"Right. I'm headed back upstairs then."

"Just keep it quiet. I won't come into your room without you telling me, I'd rather not see my son balls deep in a girl I just met."

Andrew busts up laughing and I can feel my ears turn pink.

"Okay."

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