Miss Jackson

Chapter 7

I wake up cuddled in Brendon's arms, him snoring like a log. His hair is a mess, his mouth is open, drooling and his eyes are crusted over but somehow he hasn't looked sexier. I peck his nose and unwind myself from his arms. I get off the bed and tug the shirt I'm wearing over my underwear, it doesn't really work but I shrug it off.
I have decided I will make him breakfast and begin throwing pancake mix into a bowl and mixing it together. While the pancakes are cooking I mix some eggs and then put them on the pan.
I feel a strong pair of arms wrap around me and I get butterflies.
"That smells amazing" he breathes into my ear, his voice still groggy from waking up. "Thank you"
"You're welcome Bren" I kiss his cheek. He releases his arms from around me and walks away. My mind wanders to thinking about Brendon and being with him for a long time. I bite my lip to keep from smiling and turn to put the food on the plates.

"Delilah, babe," Brendon says. "You know what that does to me." He looks at my lip and I instantly stop.

"Why don't you show me what it does to you" I wink. Instantly he's at my side pushing me against the counter, looking dead into my eyes.

"I can't." He sighs. "Not yet" he shakes his head and pulls away. I let out a frustrated groan and grab my plate.

"Looks like I'll just have to tease you until you can" I bite my lip seductively.

"Goddammit!" He punches the table. I jump a little but then eat my food.

"Why can't we anyway? It's not like it's either of our first time" I ask.

"Because...to take this seriously. We both need to know this isn't just a fling, it's an actual relationship that can end in marriage and children" He explains, my eyes light up at that comment. He's actually thinking about the same things I am.

"I know this isn't a fling, do you?" I question.

"No..."

Brendon's Pov

"Then what are we waiting for?" I'm waiting on you to be 18. I think. Of course, I can't tell her that she may be hurt, I just, I can't get rid of these dreams, maybe if I wait till she's 18, I'll stop having them. She'll be 18 in less than a month and then on her birthday, I will fuck her brains out.

"Just give it a few more weeks" I order.

"Fine" She sighs and continues eating, it's for her own good really. Her own good, or yours? My subconscious asks but I shake it off.

"I'll see you tomorrow Bren." She says as she opens the door to my car. I pull her close and kiss her lips hard.

"I love you" I whisper.

"I love you too" she smiles and walks out. I watch her walk to her door and as soon as she's inside I drive off.

As I drive away I can't stop thinking about her, she's my everything. What would I do without her? God, I sound like a teen girl. Calm down Brendon, you have her, stop obsessing over her now. I let out a sigh and fix my hair.

I stand at my desk and wait for Delilah to come in, student after student but still not her. The bell rings and I wonder if she's just going to be late.

"Okay everyone" I let out a sigh. "I have the final grades from your test, I'll pass them out and you can look over them, it was pretty 50/50," I tell everyone with Delilah still in the back of my head, why isn't she here. I pick up the papers and pass them out. I get a little weirded out by Colleen as she looks at me in a seductive manner. I set her paper down in front of her and walk away. I get to Delilah's test, a cute smiley face on the page. I shuffle it to the back and finish handing them out.