Skinny

Chapter Three

I wake up to the sound of thumping next to me. When I say next to me, I mean in my ear. My eyes begin clearing up and I turn my head sideways to see what the noise is. What the actual fuck. There is a bunny. On my head. I turn my head again, this time to the right and see Luke standing over me. His eyes glistening and a boyish grin on his face. After realizing where I am, I sit up and pull the sheet that he apparently laid over me while I slept. "What time is it? How long was I out," I ask as a stretch. The last part coming out jumbled from my yawn. "Eh, I'd say you've been out for at least six hours. Its already ten P.M." I shake my head and place it in one of my palms, rubbing my temple softly. Perfect timing migrane, thank you. "Uh... I'm still pretty hungry. I can not believe I slept that long. I mean I can but still. I'm a terrible house guest. Why didn't you wake me?" He reaches for one of my hands and closes his over it, curling our fingers together. With a slight pull, I'm in my feet with him smiling down at me. "I made spaghetti if you're still hungry. I mean it isn't much but I figured it would fill you up. Also, why would I wake you? You just looked so adorable and peaceful I didn't want to disturb you," he answers. His other hand reaches up and pushes some of my hair behind my ear and out of my eyes. Oh God, I remember the first time he ever did that. It was like fire coarsing through my body. After tucking the stray hair away his fingers continue caressing my cheek and of course, they begin to redden. He leans forward and for a second I think he's going to kiss me. Is it too soon? I mean shouldn't I still be upset? After all, I did just leave my boyfriend of five years. Thankfully his lips land on my forehead. I almost didn't feel it until he brushes them over the crease my forehead is clearly making at this point. Well that's new. He's never done THAT before. He pulls away and looks at me for a few moments. I look back wondering what he's thinking. He probably realizes that I've gained a couple pounds since the last time he's seen me. I look down at my clothes and suddenly my drab cotton t shirt and down to my jean shorts. My stomach bulges slightly from the top. If you would have just listened and lost that weight, you wouldn't be in this position. You wouldn't have even been here period. At the very least you could have put on something that doesn't make you look a hundred pounds over weight. Now you definitely won't get laid by him. "Who said anything about being laid? And what are you thinking about so agressivley over there?" Luke's voice jolts me out of my thoughts. Good job, you said that out loud. "Uhm.. I was just thinking that I'm probably never going to get laid if I keep eating so much. Not by you in particular. I was just meaning in general. I mean guys like skinny girls and I'm clearly not going to get that way by eating speghetti. I'm babbling right now ain't I? Maybe we can go get something to eat instead. I saw a Chinese place down the road from here. Maybe we could try it instead?" Nice save, Maci. Luke clears his throat and pauses, debating on what to answer with and where to start. Finally getting a handle on things he answers, "No Maci, I can assure you, you will get laid whether you're ninety pounds or two hundred pounds. You are sexy as hell either way. If a guy doesn't want to sleep with you, they're an idiot. If it were up to be, I'd take you right here on this living room floor," he makes his point by gripping my ass and squeezing tightly, "Also, that Chinese place is probably closed since it is seriously ten at night, but you know what I think you need? Pizza, that makes everything better. I'll order one, and then we'll sit down and eat and watch some Netflix or something." I nod in agreement. Pizza does sound pretty amazing and while we wait for it to get here, I can always go take a quick shower. "Where's the bathroom at? I think I'm gonna clean up a bit." I look around the room for my over night bag that is no where in sight. "My duffle bag with my clothes would also be nice," I add. He smiles down at me before pulling away and grabbing my hand. "Follow me. I put your bag in the room. I'd figure it would be easier for you since you have to go through it to get to the bathroom. I also just want to urge you to join me on the room. The bed is big enough to where you don't even have to touch me," he adds that last part with a wink. We come to his bedroom, and he opens the door. I of course look around. That damn map is still exactly where it used to be. Right above his bed. The room period looks just as it did when I left. I can't believe I ever left in the first place. I mean, sure he was kind of absorbed in his studies but he was still a pretty nice guy. He definitely knew how to treat a girl. Not to mention the sex was amazing. I snap out of my daze and go pick up my bag off the floor, setting it on the bed and rummage through it. I hear the door click shut and look behind me. He must have wanted me to be alone for this. I find the sexiest panties I had in my bag. A pair of sky blue, lacy boy shorts with a heart cut out of the top in the front. An idea pops in my head and I start taking everything out to find the shirt I'm looking for. My eyes light up when I find it and I pull it out, placing it up against me. I throw everything back in the bag and pick up the clothes I picked out. If this outfit doesn't drive him crazy, I don't know what will.