Student Exchange

XIII

I was woken up the next morning by the other side of the bed dipping and my source of warmth leaving the bed. Luckily, I was quick enough in my drowsy state to wrap my arms around Lauren's waist. Lauren's hands went over my own and she caressed the length of my forearm.

"Don't move," I whispered, pulling her back into me as I pressed my front to her back. Lauren giggled. Then, I pulled the thin sheet that pooled at my ankles up to both our waists.

"We have to get up," Lauren whispered and, with my eyes closed, I shook my head in her neck. "I'm serious,"

"Where would we possibly have to go on a Sunday morning? I stole a golf cart for you last night, I don't have the energy for anything crazier today," I slid my hand under her shirt and flattened it on her abdomen.

Lauren slid my hand higher a little. I assume it was for comfort but you know what the say about assumptions. I was surprised to meet bare skin when I cupped her boob.

"I swear I thought you were wearing a bra," I told her, quickly. Lauren stopped my hand from moving, keeping it in place, and I wasn't complaining.

"I don't wear a bra unless I have to," Lauren revealed.

"What about shirts?"

"I usually wear those, something about going topless not being socially acceptable?"

"Well, I say, 'free the nip'," I feel Lauren shift to face me but I quickly stop her and climb on her, straddling her waist.

"If anyone can 'free the nip', it's definitely you," She answers, making me chuckle.

"How about I start with you?" I ask slyly, grinning and tugging at the hem of her shirt. I begin pulling it up and I was almost successful until Lauren's hands come over mine, stopping me.

"As much as I want your shirt off too, we have to go," I groaned exaggeratedly.

"Where are we going?"

"We're going on a road trip," She exclaimed excitedly. It was adorable, I couldn't help but lower myself to kiss her cheek quickly.

"Where?"

"Boca Raton, it's not a huge, elaborate road trip but the beach is nice and it's still about an hour and a half away," She explained. I squeezed her hand.

"I'm excited."

"Good," She smiled.

Lauren and I parted ways to get dressed. Lauren showered and I settled for just washing up. After Lauren's shower, she made us a hug ass plate of just bacon because, and I quote, her girl never goes hungry. It was nice because we were at a point where I could stuff my face and Lauren found it endearing.

When we got in the car, it was about ten minutes before we stopped at a gas station. Lauren gassed up and then we both went inside to get candy so I could, you know, stuff my face even more.

We, well I, decided on different four bags of sour candy and bag of marshmallows. Lauren thought it was necessary to point out the trip was two hours, maximum, with traffic. I then proceeded to explain that not only are we going there, but we're coming back. Lauren tried to hold back a laugh but failed miserably.