Study Buddy: A Chris & Miya Story

Chapter 47

but spring break should be just me & you; not just me or just you...

Chris

The heat of the warm water patterned on my skin. With the steam rising up, I kind of figured why Miya left out already, she's suppose to be getting my towel for me. Seconds ago I stood up under the shower head with its water running down my back as she stood on the other side. I kept telling her to join me, but she said, excuses of course, "I just got my hair done." Obviously she's just scared to see my... In other news, I listened to her ramble on and on about how she's excited to go to New York. Sadly she's leaving a on a flight tomorrow.

I extended my arm and cut off the streaming water. I pushed the shower curtain to the side. I stuck my head out and just as I was about to call out to her, she opens the door and walks in with my towel. She covers her eyes with her hand and I can't help but laugh.

"You're decent?" She asks, but I can see her peeking at me through her fingers.

"Hand me my towel." I kiss my teeth playfully and grab the towel from her. I quickly wrap it around the lower half of my body and step out of the shower. "The water was so hot man, look—feel my body." I say standing in front of her.

Her eyes work their way from my chest up to my face, and when she notices I'm watching her watch me she blushes. "Huh?" She asks cluelessly.

"Nothing..." I adjust the towel carelessly, and her eyes followed. I smiled as she turned around before saying "yeah, I'm going to go find something to eat now."

I walked behind her out of the bathroom. I stared down at her, and her perfect petite frame. "Yeah, I'm hungry too." I muttered to myself. I walked towards my bedroom as she walked down the hall.

"You said something?" She turns around with her wide smile.

"Nah, baby." I hear her adorable laugh as I walked into my bedroom.

I found myself smiling, replaying her blush in my head. Miya is so cute, and I still get that mushy gushy feeling around her, sometimes. Half of the time I'm just horny, kind of like now.

I slip into my sweatpants, and that's it. Today is suppose to be a just me and her day. I kind of wished that's how it'll be during spring break, but no. She's off to New York.

I stroll into the kitchen to see her looking in the refrigerator. I slowly crept behind her, before gripping her waist and thrusting my pelvis to her ass. She screamed and shot her head up, only to hit it against the refrigerator.

I backed away and laughed. She stands up looking at me, with her hands on her head. "Ow—"

"Sorry." I chuckled, grabbing her and hugging her tightly. I touched her head, trying to 'rub' the pain away. "You got all this damn hair, I'm pretty sure you ain't hurt yourself that bad." I said.

"You're always doing to much." She grumbled, shoving me away playfully. I stumble back, biting back my smile as my eyes wandered all over her. "One of these days, I'm just gonna have to beat your ass." She says, shaking her head as she pounded her fist into her hand.

I tilt my head to the side. "Beat my ass?"

"Yup."

"Oh for real?"

"Mhm." She nodded, and laughed when I gave her a look.

"Aight, cool cool." I nodded and sized her up playfully. "Let's go right now."

"Stop." She whined as I got closer to her. "I'm not ready... Move." She swerved around me.

"Nah, I wanna fight right now. Let's go slim." I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her towards me.