And I'll call you mine { Paige Bueckers}

Part 13

Juliet jones

The next morning I woke up early. Well early for me and Paige so like 8 am. When we woke up we laid in bed with each other for a few moments before we decided to get up. When we went downstairs we exchanged presents and thanked each other.

"How did you know I wanted to go see this play." I said after momentarily freaking out about the broadway tickets she bought for me. "I'm not an idiot. And also Kayla told me." She said smiling. After that Paige said she would go get us coffe and bagels. I tried to convince her to let me go with her but she insisted I should relax today.

I could tell she was trying her hardest to make today better than yesterday so I didn't argue much. After she left I decided I should probably put away my gifts from my parents. I'm very grateful for all the things they get for me but sometimes I just want to watch a movie with them. Or go to dinner. Not get costly gifts.

I took the bag upstairs and put it away in my closet with all my others. One for everything they missed. I remember when I got the first one. They missed my 13th birthday. Not only did they miss it but they completely forgot about it. So about a week later they gifted me a white channel bag.

All my friends at school were jealous and said things like. "I wish my parents would get me a designer bag." But all I want is my mom and dad to want to be with me. Not a bag. Or money. Money means nothing when you're alone.

When Paige got back we cuddled up on the couch with our coffees and watched the snow fall outside. After a while she decided to go take a shower and I thought I should probably get started on dinner. When she went up to the bathroom I followed suit and changed into some comfortable shorts and a long sleeve top that matched the bottoms. The top was a little skimpy and tied up in the middle bringing the two lace trimmed sides together.

I went back down stairs and turned on the gas fireplace before I got to work in the kitchen. I enjoy cooking but not as much as baking. About half an hour later Paige came down the stairs. Her hair still wet and she was dressed in grey Nike sweats and a black sports bra. God she looks so hot.

"What are you making." She said coming up behind me enclosing me against the counter top with one hand placed on either side of me. I took a deep breath in knowing exactly what she was trying to do me. "Well I was going to start the side dishes but you're distracting me." I said in a snarky tone.

She took one of her hands off the counter and gently ran it up the inside of my thigh as she placed soft kisses against my neck. "I'm just coming to see what you're doing how is that distracting you." She said in between kisses her hand inching further and further up brushing against the hem of my short shorts.

"Paige please." I said my voice coming out shaky and uneven. "What do you need baby." Her voice demanding. "You know what I need." I said tipping my head back and resting it on her shoulder. She let out an unhappy groan. "Use your words." She said using her other hand moving it from the counter and placing a tight grip on my neck. I gasped at her actions.

"Please. Fuck. Please touch me." I said struggling to get the sentence out. I felt her smile as her lips were still pressed against my neck. She spun me around quickly locking our lips. I leaned into the kiss begging for more. She grabbed hold of the back of my thighs and hoisted me up into her arms. My hips jerked at the sudden pressure of her abs brushing against where I needed her most.