Twisted Deal | A not-so cliche fake dating romance

Chapter Forty-Two

Sebastian

It's kind of surreal to wake up next to Jen in my childhood bedroom. We barely moved when we were younger, which meant that I have lived in this bedroom since I was in the first grade. Jen is sleeping next to me when I wake up; her body turned away from mine. For a second, I think about how this moment feels unreal.

I move my arm back toward her and pull her closer to me. I kiss her bare arm softly and gently run my fingernails over her shoulder. She groans at that, moving her back close to my chest. I move my hand down to her hip and hold her closer to me. She starts to move even closer, but I firmly hold her hip to hold her in place.

"Bash," she whispers my name, trying to move even closer to me.

"You can't do that, baby," I tell her, gripping her hip in my hand. "You know where we are?"

"Your bedroom," she whispers back.

I move my lips back to her soft skin. "And that means that means that my parents are home. Which means you'll need to behave."

"You know," she muses softly, her hand going to my forearm. "I don't understand how I can't get close to you without you being turned on by it."

I laugh at that. "Getting close to me?" I ask with an incredulous chuckle. "Baby, you are trying to get me turned on!"

"No, I wasn't," she says and turns away to look at me. She looks innocent enough as she says, "I wasn't doing anything."

"Sure you weren't," I tell her, moving her hip away from mine. "Just getting as close to me as you can, huh?"

She then turns around, stretching out her legs, tangled in between mine. She moves her hands to my neck and says, "You like it, don't you?"

"I do," I tell her. "Maybe when we go back to our place, but now—"

"Sebastian, honey, are you up yet?" I hear my mom shout from the kitchen, and it reminds me of all the times she had to wake me up for school, but I wouldn't let up. "Come join us for breakfast; your father made a breakfast sandwich!"

"I'm up!" I shout back, looking toward my door that was thankfully closed. "We just got up, so we'll need a few minutes."

"Okay!" my mom shouts back, and I look at Jen promptly. "And you were saying?"

"Oh, nothing," Jen says innocently, sitting up in bed. She stretches her hands over her head and then says, "Okay. Let's get to the bathroom."

"You use it first; I'll follow," I tell her, and she nods. Before she gets off though, she kisses me in the mouth quickly, her hand in my face. "Good morning, baby."

"Good morning, Jen," I reply back to her, and she smiles as she finally gets off the bed. I watch her leave and then get off the bed. Once the both of us use the bathroom and are ready to head to the kitchen, we walk in.

"Good morning," I say aloud to my parents when I see them. I walk over to the table where breakfast lays and look at my dad. "Thanks," I tell him before looking back to watch Jen smile at my parents.

"Good morning," she says to them quickly before taking a seat next to me.

"Good morning, sweetheart," my mom answers her with a smile. "How did you guys sleep?"

"Good," Jen answers. "We went to sleep right after you did, so it was great."

"That's good," my mom says and then sips her coffee. "Will you guys be leaving today, Bash?"

"Yeah," I answer her with a gentle smile. "But we can stay for a while before we head out."

"Oh, we don't want to hold you guys here," my mom says, looking at Jen. "I know my son doesn't have work right now, but Jen, you must be wanting to get back for work."