My P.O.V--I get to see my brother again

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My P.O.V

After Hayden went to go take a shower, I started mopping the floor and did the rest of the dishes.

M: crap, Hayden needs a towel

I ran upstairs, opening the closet to see a black towel ready to go. I walked downstairs, opened the door to the room, and knocked on the bathroom door.

H: come in

I opened it slowly and held up a towel, until I realized he was shirtless. I felt my cheeks go hot as I stood there, awkwardly.

M: um you forgot y-your um towel

He smirked and grabbed it.

H: thx love

I nodded and turned around to go out, but Hayden grabbed my waste, and spun me around to face him. I looked up at him, into his eyes

H: you wanna keep me company?

I chuckled and went on my toes to kiss him. But he picked me up instead and met me halfway. His lips molded into mine as he pushed me against the wall. His chest was very hard, as it seeped through my wet shirt. I shivered as his hands went down the hem of my shirt. He broke it, only to whisper in my ear

H: let’s get this off of you, so you won’t get chilly

He took it off in one sweep motion, attaching his lips back on mine. My hands went slowly down his stomach, to the button of his jeans. I felt him smile in the kiss as one of my hands went to rub his chest, but I punched him not hard but to break his hold on me. He held his stomach as I shook my head at him.

M: nice try lover boy

I grabbed my shirt and ran out. I heard laughter from him as the shower went on.

H: YOU’LL EVENTUALLY GIVE IN TO MY BODY ONE DAY

M: YOU WISH

I giggled as I took a quick shower also, making sure I washed my hair. When I was done, I quickly got dressed and walked downstairs to see Hayden watching TV with a towel around his waist. His hair was wet, making him even sexier. His head whipped around and met my face, he smiled and patted the sofa

H: come on kitten, watch TV with me

I rolled my eyes but eventually sat down. I looked to see that he was watching some cartoon. It then dawned on me, he didn’t answer my question. I frowned and sat up

M: hey

H: what

I jumped on him, making us rolled of the couch and onto the floor. He started laughing as I straddled him, glaring at him. He stopped and propped himself up on his elbows, brushing a pieace of hair behind my ear.

H: what you do that for Moriah?

M: you know why?

He frowned

H: not really

M: uhh

I got off of him and started walking to the front door. I heard footsteps coming behind me and I was soon pinned to the wall.

H: Moriah, what’s wrong? Why are you mad at me? What did I do?

He was starting to panic as I looked at him like he was insane

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