Sound of Love

Chapter 68

Kyler's POV.

November 28, 2019 - 11am

Something warm and soft shifted beside me, and then there was the familiar weight of a body pressing against my back. A sleepy groan escaped me as I buried my face deeper into the pillow, refusing to open my eyes.

STASS: "Kyler." Stassie's voice was soft but persistent, her fingers tracing slow circles over my bare shoulder. "Wake up, babe."

KYLER: I grumbled incoherently, tightening my hold on the blanket. "No."

STASS: She huffed out a quiet laugh. "Yes."

Still half-asleep, I turned my head just enough to peek at her through heavy lids. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, making her hair glow in soft waves as she hovered over me, her face inches from mine.

KYLER: "Why?" I muttered, voice thick with sleep.

STASS: She smirked, propping herself up on her elbow as she trailed her fingers down my spine. "Because it's Thanksgiving. And because your mom would actually murder us if we're late to dinner."

KYLER: I groaned. "She'll survive."

STASS: "Maybe." She teased. "But Kylie just texted me. She wants a ride, and Stormi specifically asked for 'Uncle Ky-Ky time.'"

I let out a deep sigh, my heart melting at the mention of Stormi. That little girl had me wrapped around her tiny finger, and she knew it.

KYLER: "Fine." I grumbled, already regretting agreeing to get up. "Give me five minutes."

STASS: Stass rolled her eyes. "You always say that."

I hummed in response, attempting to drift back into sleep, until I felt her shift above me.

Before I could react, she swung her leg over my waist, straddling me as I lay face-down on the bed.

KYLER: I stilled. "Stass..."

STASS: She leaned down, her lips brushing against the back of my neck. "If you're not getting up, I'll just entertain myself."

I could hear the smirk on her voice before I felt her lips leave slow, teasing kisses along my shoulder blade. The warmth of her mouth sent a shiver down my spine, my skin tingling under her touch.

KYLER: "Stass." I warned again, but my voice was weaker this time, my body betraying me.

She ignored me, letting her lips travel lower before biting down on my shoulder—not too hard, but enough to make me inhale sharply.

KYLER: "Oh, so that's what we're doing now?" I muttered, my hands flexing against the mattress.

STASS: She giggled, kissing over the spot she just marked. "Mhm."

KLER: I let out a low groan, rolling my face back into the pillow. "You're evil."

STASS: "Mm, and you love it." She murmured, dragging her nails gently down my back before pressing another kiss to my skin. "Now, are you getting up?"

KYLER: I sighed dramatically. "I was about to, but now I'm considering staying in bed all day just to annoy you."

STASS: She scoffed. "Yeah, okay."

I was about to make another sarcastic remark when she bit down again, this time closer to my shoulder blade.

I definitely felt that one.

KYLER: "Damn, Stass." I grunted, tilting my head to glare at her. "Trying to make sure I walk into dinner covered in marks?"

STASS: She smirked, brushing her thumb over the fresh red spot. "It's only fair. You get to leave marks on me, so I should get to leave some on you."