I wake to feathery kisses being placed against the column of my neck.
I groan and stretch my arms, swatting at who I know is Gavin planting kisses on my skin.
He chuckles and his hands begin to wander around my body.
"Gavin..." I groan and open my eyes. I don't get a second to register what happens before his lips are on mine.
His lips move with mine, our tongues meeting.
I turn on my side to get better access to him, placing my hands on his chest I tilt my head to the side and Gavin groans.
"I could wake up to this every morning," he pulls away and smirks.
I blush, but smile anyways.
Swinging my leg over the other side of Gavin's waist, I place my hands on his chest to balance as I straddle him.
"I quite like this position," he smirks, looking up at me from hooded eyes.
"So do I," I smirk, playing the game.
"You know," he sits up, leaning against my back board and placing his hands on my hips. "You with no close on would be an even better view."
"I'm sure, unfortunately you turned down my consent for you to 'fuck my brains out' so I'm no longer in the mood," I challenge with a smirk, hopping off his lap and on to my carpeted floor.
"Your brother didn't come home last night and your mom left early for work," Gavin informs me, placing his muscular arms behind his head as he watches me get dressed.
"Would you like some breakfast then?" I ask and slip on a pair of pajama pants and a sweatshirt...without taking my t-shirt off.
"You know I may have been slightly intoxicated when I came here last night," he's behind me now. "But I do remember your perky nipples sticking out of this t-shirt."
His hand goes under my sweatshirt to touch the fabric of the shirt underneath.
"Speaking of that, did you go back to the party after you dropped me off?" I change the subject.
"Yeah, I forgot my jacket there, my intentions were to just pick it up, but Antonio asked to talk. I had three beers that's it," he explains.
He's been going to talk to his friends privately a lot, what do they even talk about?
"It's nothing to worry about really, now what about that breakfast?" He smirks.
"Right, why don't you put on some pants," I look down. "And a shirt while I go start some eggs."
"Can't handle my gloriousness can you?" He teases.
"Just get dressed," I roll my eyes and walk out of the room.
I really want to know what him and his friends always seem to be talking about behind closed doors. I'm afraid if I ask, though, it'll blow up in my face and we've been getting along so well, I don't want to ruin it.
I take out a black pan and set it on the burner before going to the refrigerator and taking out the eggs.
I hate eggs. Why'd I say I was going to make eggs? I'm so out of it, if it wasn't for Gavin's shirtless chest taunting me I would've said something more logical than eggs.
I sigh and crack six eggs into a bowl. I don't know how many to make, but Gavin's a pretty big guy so I'm guessing he eats a lot.
Eat. I blush thinking about last night at the party, I'll never stop blushing either.
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Teen Fiction"What you said hurt, asshole. What did you think would happen?" I yell in his face. I'm so angry that I could most definitely shove his face into the brick wall. "How was I supposed to act after you kiss my brother?!" He shouts back. "Your an even...
