The Older We Get

Chapter 30

               I had a dream that in the middle of the night, a loud clap of thunder woke me and I saw Chandler lying near me, holding me and I him like we were lovers.

It felt so real, us sleeping like that.

"Mm." I feel my thoughts start to roll, the sure sign I'm waking up from my nice slumber coming over me and I'm just thankful it's Saturday.

No school, no homework, nothing academic at all.

No parties either.

"Just me and Chandler." I whisper to myself the same exact time I feel the bed shift.

"Yup."

Huh?

"Just you and me."

"What?" I open my lashes to see Chandler beside me on his stomach propping his cheeks up with both his hands, one of them waving at me concerning just his fingertips before he gives a huge smile for a 'Hello', like he's proud of himself or something.

What the heck? That littler rodent, what's he got to be pro-Oh my gosh.

What was I thinking?

What, was I, thinking?!

Letting him sleep in my bed?!

"Good morning Sage."

"Good morning." I get up as abrupt as possible to tend to my face in hopes that there's nothing like slobber running down my cheek or new pimples or whater.

I'd die.

In the past no big deal but now?! After I told him I loved him???

Immediate death.

"How'd you sleep?" He crawls to look at me with a precious face when I yank my hair over my shoulder to hover in front of my profile, but he just laughs and slowly pushes it back to shut his eyes and give my cheek a kiss free of cuteness and full of downright guy like affection.

He's not acting all cutesy...

He's sincere.

"I slept fine." Why am I talking like I'm in a daze?

"Can I get a kiss?" He whispers like he's been injected with love and it's making him sound extra sexy right now. His face is so close and eyes are so, so intense.

It's too early for this.

"Mmph." I groan in conflict.

"No?" His eyebrows turn up like he's genuinely disappointed. "Please? I've controlled myself all night." He whines. "Just a morning peck on the cheek is fine!"

"Ok, ok." What does that little brat mean?

Controlled himself all night?

Honestly! Has he no filter?!

None the less, I turn towards his face and get closer to give him a little press of my lips when I'm suddenly met with those eyes turning mischievous as heIl along with his mouth pressing on mine and body pushing me over to encase me under his legs, waist, arms and chest.