Nashville, Tennessee
January 22th, 2024
9:08 A.M.
POV: Skylar
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(I just realized the other chapter started off with them in the bed)
I opened my eyes to Smoke shifting between us, his arm tightening around my waist as he adjusted in his sleep.
Amora was on his other side, her leg thrown over his thigh, one hand resting on his chest.
This was my third time waking up, and I finally decided to get out of bed.
I stayed still for a second, watching Saioir breathe.
Amora opened her eyes and caught me looking.
She smiled. "You up, watching people sleep?" she said with a little chuckle.
"I just woke up again, be for real," I whispered.
Smoke groaned, half-awake. "Why y'all whispering like somebody dead?"
Amora snorted, lifting her head slightly. "You dramatic."
He cracked one eye open, looking between us. "Why I feel like I'm getting jumped every time I wake up?"
I smiled, running my hand across his stomach. "Because you always talking shit."
"And?" he said. "That's gon get you jumped."
Amora reached over him and poked my side. "He not gon do nothing either ."
"And not" I said, agreeing with her.
Smoke laughed quietly, pulling both of us closer. "Mhmm whatever."
Smoke stretched, arms reaching out on both sides, like he was testing how much space he had. His elbow brushed my ribs.
"Watch out, you bumping into me and shit," I muttered.
"Maybe baby," he said, half-smiling before putting a fake frown on his face. "I barely moved."
Amora shifted on his other side, hair all in her face. "You definitely moved."she said co-signing
He sighed like he was outnumbered. "Crazy. I just woke up and already getting complaints."
I reached over him and pushed Amora's hair out of her eyes. She squinted at me, then relaxed again.
"You hungry?" I asked.
Smoke answered first. "Always."
Amora hummed. "I could eat."
Smoke rolled out of bed, rubbing his face. "I'm making something. Don't rush me either, i'm rolling first."
"Don't smoke without me, come back in here when you done," Amora called after him.
He paused in the doorway. "You swear I be smoking without you, i'll be back ."
