Unmasked ≫ J.G

XXXIII. Prove it

The Next Morning

Brielle's POV

The sun was shining brightly through the light colored curtains, causing me to stir awake. I peaked my eyes open only to shut them again, letting out a big stretch. I rubbed my eyes and yawned as I sat up.

The door opened to reveal a shirtless Jack, a plate of food and a cup of orange juice in his hand, "Good morning, sleeping beauty." Jack smiled.

I smiled softly, running my hands through my bed hair, "Good morning, handsome." I muttered.

Jack placed the plate with sunny sided up eggs, bacon and toast with what looked like grape jelly on the nightstand next to the bed.

I looked at the plate with wide eyes and raised eyebrows, "Did you make all this by yourself?"

He nodded, taking a seat next to me, "Yeah. It wasn't hard." He shrugged, a small smile on his face.

"Thank you." I tilted my head happily.

Jack chuckled, placing his hand on my cheek and placed a soft kiss on my forehead, "No problem, babe."

I sighed softly, "What time is it?"

Jack grabbed his phone from his pocket and pressed down on the lock button, displaying the time and his lockscreen, "It's 10:36am"

I grabbed his phone and smiled wide, "Aw, Jack."

Jacks lockscreen was a picture of me from one of my photoshoots. I looked up at Jack who looked slightly abashed.

"This is adorable." I giggled faintly.

"I hope you don't think it's weird. I-I just thought you looked really beautiful and wanted to look at it more often." He faltered, biting down on his bottom lip.

I grinned and took the sheets off my legs to move closer to him. I placed his phone back in his hands and grabbed his cheeks, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

"I love it." I mumbled against his lips.

His hands found my waist, "Good."

I giggled softly, "Did you eat yet?" I asked, changing the subject.

Jack shook his head, "No not yet, I was coming up to wake you."

I swung my bare legs over the side of the bed, grabbing my plate and cup, "Let's go eat." I nodded my head towards the door.

We make our way downstairs and comfortably relax on the couch, watching one of Jack's favorite movie on Netflix and eat our breakfast.

The doorbell rings, causing Jack and I to tear our focus away from the television. Jack unwraps his arm from around me and hops up, walking towards the door.

A few loud greetings were passed around before I was finally able to see who was at the door.

"Hey, Brielle!" Sam exclaims as he walked through the house, "It's good to see you again."

I stood up, "Hi Sam, how've you been?" We embrace in a quick yet tight hug.

Sam nodded, "I've been good and you?"

I shrugged and nodded, "I've been alright."

"You look fancy." He laughed, looking down at my outfit.

I was still wearing my outfit from last night. I didn't bother to ask for a change of clothes.

"Yeah, still in my clothes from last night. Some things went wrong and I en-"