Part 9

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I wake up and hear a phone ringing. Jay, who is still hugging me, wakes up as well.

"Can you give me the mobile lying on the nightstand?"

"Sure", I sit up and take the mobile.

His mobile looks very strange. I have never seen this model and the design looks cool too. As I give him his mobile I see the name on the display: "child". Huh? He has a child? Or maybe a friend?

"HUH? Why the fuck should I?!", startled by his sudden outburst, I stare at him.

I have never seen him look this angry. I have never heard him shout before. Why is he talking in english? So I won't understand? But he IS a foreigner. Maybe his family? Could it be his brother? But why "child"?

"Are you kiddin' me? Get a bitch and let her cook for you, I don't care", he hangs up and gets out of the bed, and look at the clock above the huge flat-screen TV on the other side of the room. 7:02.

"I have something to take care of", he puts on his uniform and takes his backpack, "you can take a shower if you want. Slam the door shut when you leave. I'll see you later at school."

He pulls me in for a kiss by my chin and leaves after that. I hear the door being slammed shut downstairs and fall back onto the bed.

"Aaaahh!!!", I scream into the pillow.

Damn he looked so hot without a shirt! The image of his muscular body is stuck in my head and I scream into the pillow once more. Doing that, I realize that I'm in his bed. His BED. His scent is all over the room, but how could I not realize it until now? And the day before yesterday too, I had his clothes on. I can feel my face turning red. I move to the end of the bed and sit up again.

"Stop it, Aki! Stop acting like a virgin!", saying those words I remember what Jay told me yesterday.

'Get that lewd expression off your face... If you don't, you'll regret it'

I remember his every touch and the places start burning up again. I pick up the pullover lying on the nightstand and hold up to my face and take a deep breath in. My head spinning, my heart aching, I think about Jay. I think about the way he looks at me, the way my skin burns whenever we touch, his scent, his smile, his abs, his gentleness. My mind is filled with thoughts of him



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