109 Days: A Soldier's Love Story

Chapter 3: I'm living with you

I stared into his eyes after I pulled back from the kiss. His eyes were still just as shocked as before. I felt my breathing slow down and I wanted to curl back into his arms, but I didn't.

I backed away from him and cut out running with the newly found energy I had gained. I heard him yelling after me, but I ignored it. It got more faint as I went.

I reached my house in 9 minutes. My door was still unlocked: that stupid idiot didn't lock it. Dumb*ss.

I locked if and checked every room to make sure everything was safe. Once done, I put on real clothes and sat on the bed to examine my feet. They were all tore up from running shoeless the whole way to my house. I cleaned them and bandaged them up, right before my door began pounding.

I ran downstairs, causing my feet to scream in pain. It was just Sean. I sighed and opened the door.

Underwood grabbed my body and kissed me hard. I could feel the need through his lips. He kicked the door closed behind him and grabbed my butt when I wrapped my legs around him.

He walked upstairs without breaking the kiss. We got to my bedroom and collapsed on my bed, kissing each other hard, faster than I thought possible.

I began to get breathless, just as he was, so we broke the kiss and stared at each other as we took fast deep breaths.

"That was..." I trailed off

"Amazing" he finished for me. Well, technically that wasn't the word I was going to use, but it was actually amazing.

I didn't say anything back, so I just pulled myself close to him and fell asleep with his arm rubbing my back.

It's okay to like a boy right?
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Day 18:

I woke up to see Sean dead asleep, slightly drooling. It caused me to smile, but my urge to pee had overrun the attractiveness of Sean.

I slipped out of his arms without waking him up and tip-toed to the bathroom. After I peed, I nearly screamed at my reflection. I looked absolutely terrible.

I rummaged through my bathroom to find my toothbrush, makeup, and hairbrush. I spent at least an hour fixing my appearance.

Thankfully, it was a Saturday. So I didn't have to worry about schoolwork. Sean said they dismissed my makeup work.

I walked carefully downstairs and started cooking us breakfast. At least I could try to be nice for once.

I made bacon, eggs, sausage, biscuits, and gravy. I really didn't know what he liked, so I made a bit of everything.

"Since when do you cook?" Sean whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

My instinct wanted to get him off of me, but I resisted it barely.

"I-- my--- um. My grandma taught me when I stayed with them" I stuttered. He laughed against my ear, making his hot breath trickle down my spine. I almost let out a moan but I stopped it. This boy is effecting me more than he should be.

"Is there any reason you don't have pants on?" He chuckled huskily against my back. My eyes grew wide and I realized I never put any on after my shower. I just had on a thong and an oversized tshirt.

I quickly spun around and faced him, but his eyes were growing dark. I knew he was struggling to not do anything.

"I figured you'd want breakfast and a show" I smirked as I whispered it against his ear. He grunted and gripped my butt hard. It caused me to gasp loudly.