I never thought that I'd think a person was refreshing, and I'm not talking about that, 'I just took a drink of cold water after playing outside all day long' type of refreshing.
I'm talking about the feeling of fresh bedroom sheets that hug you in...
A/N: Hello friends! Sorry this chapter took so long, family, mental health, and writers block were beating me up. Plus I'm dealing with some slight physical health issues as well. As I've said before I have the next few chapters planned out, I just have to find time to write and it maybe be sometime this week or next due to a major event in town heavily affecting my job. So I won't sleep much this week due to that.
That being said, if there is anything you guys would like to see in the book, please tell me! Do you feel like you need more fluff, or are you ready to move deeper? Your comments and opinions to a very long way in shaping this book, and I want to keep it open for y'all pleasure in reading.
All that to say, I'm done yappin', thank y'all for over 20k. I love and adore you. Pibby 💜
p.s. GO BIRDS! 🦅
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Ashton's pov
When I woke up the next morning, I was met with a soft kiss planted on the right corner of my lips.
One kiss led to five more very gentle kisses across my forehead, eyelashes and cheeks, making all my features turn warm as I tried to fight against the drowsiness and open my eyes.
Unfortunately for me, I quietly moaned which caused me to turn completely onto my belly and hide my entire face into the pillow in embarrassment. All the while I was left with hearing quiet giggles paired with the feeling of fingers sliding across my back to soothe me.
I was in heaven, a very embarrassing version of heaven.
"Good morningmon amour, tu te cachés de moi?" Joliè asks as I murmur a quiet and drawn out no in response.
(Are you hiding from me?)
She giggled and before I could process what she was doing, I was drowning in my laughter as I flailed around from the newly spawned tickle monster that was the French woman in my bed.
I laughed so hard that I rolled off the bed for safety, only to land on my back, on the floor with a loud thump!
Joliè kept giggling as she leaned over the bed to stare down at me with a huge grin.
"You know, I could get used to the sight of you above me." I flirt with smirk hoping to flip the humiliation tables. But that failed when Jo decided to speak again. I swear I never covered a boner so fast in my life.
"Vous préférez que je sois nu la prochaine fois?" She asked as her eyes darkened in lust.
(Would you prefer me to be naked next time?)
All I could do was stare as my hands covered my pants, not daring to move if even to hide. "Joliè.." I whined. "You cannot keep doing this to me. I've never felt so fucking embarrassed in my life. You make me need a cold fucking shower."
