Marine Baby

Chapter Four

I wake up and look around the room. I almost forgot I was at dad's house. I sit up and stretch and look out the window. Hmmm, it seems to be around 6 in the morning. It is still dark out, time to wake up Ryan and start our run. Yeah I know, Jules you are on vacation, take a break. But I can't it has been engraved into my head. I get into my running gear, shorts, shirts, and sneakers. You know the usual. Throw my hair in a ponytail and brush my teeth.

Careful not to wake up my dad, I open Ryan's door and see he is still sleeping. What a dork. I silently sneak over to Ryan's bed and look at him. He really is a handsome man. I pat his face while putting my nose in front of his. He opens his eyes and smiles at me.

"Hey Jules, why are you up so early? We are on vacation. Let's sleep." 

"Hey, you know my routine, I can't lay around. I will get fat!" 

"Jules, there is not an ounce of fat on that body of yours. You could use a day off. Please? Come to bed with me. You know you want to." That is a tempting offer. Of course, nothing will happen, just cuddling. And he knows how much I love to cuddle with him. He is my bear. Ryan already has the blankets down and his arms open waiting for me. I can't say no to that. So I take my shoes off, lay down, and cuddle next to him. 

"Jules, I know your not sleeping."

"Duh, I just laid down jerky"

"Did you just call me jerky?" Ryan asked offended. I can feel him smiling while he asked so I know he isn't mad. 

"Not me my giant cuddle bear" I shall play the innocent card. It never works but lets try now. Maybe I will get lucky. 

With that last thought I am kicking and punching Ryan because I am not being tickled. I hate being tickled. I mean I love it and hate it. It is a horrible thing. I am ticklish everywhere too. Jerk knows this. 

"Ryan, p-p-plleee-aase s-t-o-p" I am dying here. I can't breath I am laughing that hard. 

"Say I am the best looking guy in the world and that you love me." 

"No" Was my stupid response. So he goes for my feet. What the hell, not the feet! I hate my feet being tickled. I am sure if someone came in here now they would be looking at us like we are nuts, we are but still. He is under the sheets tickling my side and feet, while I am screaming, laughing, and wiggling all at the same time. 

"Say it babe and I will stop"

"You'rethebestlookingguyintheworld." I yell really fast.

"And?"

UGH I was hoping he forgot. "I love you!" I shout so he will stop the tickling.

"I love you too Jules. Now cuddle with me and stop moving around so much. You are such a wiggle worm." 

Sigh, he will be the death of me one of these days. But I sure do love him. We snuggle real close to were Ryan is spooing me. Ryan starts rubbing my thigh, he does it to relax me. He never tries anything so it is not sexual, just calming. I feel kiss the side of my head. "Sleep now Jules. We will get up in a bit." 

I close my eyes again and fall asleep to Ryan's breath. 

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We woke up a few hours later. We decided to go for a run then. Ryan knows I need my run in the morning. It wakes me up and gets the blood flowing. 

We run around the neighborhood. I haven't seen these houses in forever it seems. The people in them getting ready for work or school. No one really pays us too much attention. They seem to be on auto pilot. We round the corner that leads down my dad's street and see dad get out of his car with a box. Hey, what's he got in that box?