Seth POV:
She lays perfectly in the middle of the bed, her arms above her head and her shirt rolled up, showing her stomach. Her signature small smile plays on her lips, as every other time she sleeps. I shed to my boxers and climb in knowing sleep isn't going to be an option.
She sleepily rolls her head over and smiles. "Hey, I thought I was on the couch."
"Sorry didn't mean to wake you. You fell asleep so I moved you to the bed."
"We should go check out?" She asks and I nod. She kisses me before throwing off the covers and getting ready. She comes out later with red lipstick, a white tank top and red shorts. She slips on flip flops before grabbing our bags and leading me down to the lobby.
Cat POV:
"We are just checking out." I say to the man at the counter. He types something in and I hand in the key before walking into the gift shop where Seth stands, staring at a shirt section. He holds a bag... I laugh slightly. "What are you doing, baby?" I ask, causing him to jump.
"Just buying you this." He pulls out a small stuffed narwhale. It's krochet, and super adorable. I smile at him and kiss the gray horn.
"I love it. I love you." I say and kiss him sweetly. He grabs our bag with one hand and we begin to walk out but stop short.
Water fills the streets. It wasn't a hurricane, it's a flood. "Well, looks like we're trapped." He says, making me smirk.
"Oh, we are? Well I guess that isnt too bad." We link hands and are in our room again, standing in front of the bed.
Seth POV:
She gently pushes me on the bed and slides my shorts down, leaving on my boxers. She sheds her shirt and shorts. Cat bites her lip and slowly climbs on top of me before grinding against my body. I put my hands on her hips as she grinds in a circle, making me moan. I kiss her sweet lips and flip us over. I make a trail of moist kisses down her bare, perfect body, making my way down to her breast. I nibble and suck, feeling her nipples harden. I make my way back up to her neck, my hands feeling her up. She grinds harder and moves her head to mash her lips to mine. The slight sting makes me want her more.
She walks out of the bathroom door with her damp hair and a silk robe that hangs in all the right places. She laughs a little before saying, "You have red lipstick on your mouth. And probably somewhere else..."
"Is it my color?" I ask as she climbs in bed.
She just laughs in response. "So, my Uncle is asking me to live with him for a while..." She trails off and bites her lip that still has the hint of red.
"Okay, so you want to go?" I ask.
"I don't know what I want." She admits, looking away.
"If you want to, then go." I say softly.
"He lives in New York." She says, barley audible.
I sigh and mash my lips together.
"You're mad, see! I knew you'd be mad!" She exclaims.
"I'm not mad. If you want to go to New York, then go."
"Really?" Her green eyes are filled with hope.
"Really." I confirm.
"I get no service at his house so I can't call or text..." She thinks about it for a minute. "Aha! We can write!"
"Like letters? Um, what about the computer?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Right." She says and looks away, making me laugh. A phone rings and she takes it out of the small pocket un the robe. "That's my uncle. He asked if I had decided."
