The Story So Far

06. The Breakfast Club

       I sat up straight in bed, cozied up in my fluffy comforter. Pebbles was lying next to me, staring at me like she wanted something, "Travis?"

        "Yes, baby?" he said through the other line.

        "I think I want to go back to the beach," I traced circles around my blanket.

        Travis chuckled, "What do you want us to do there, Allie?"

        I shrugged, "I don't know," I thought for a minute, "spend the night at the beach house?"

        I could hear Travis scurry out of bed, pulling on some pants, "Let's go then."

       I giggled, "Alright. See you in a bit, baby."

       I tip toed to my parents' room and creaked the door open, "Dad?"

        They both gave me muffled sounds. "I'm going to the beach house ok?" I continued. 

        They, again, gave me muffled replies, "I can't sleep tonight. I'll be back tomorrow."

        I headed back to my room and packed some clothes, tying my hair up in a messy bun. I pulled on a hoodie and leggings and slipped in my slippers.

         I hurried out to my car and drove to the beach.

         I fiddled with the beach house key and let myself in. I went straight to my room and hung my bag on the pole before turning on the TV and flicking through the channels. I sat cross legged on the bed, the white comforter scrunching up as I fiddled with it, waiting for Travis to arrive.

           A few minutes later, Travis knocked on the already opened door, giving me a smile and holding up a bag of McDonald's take out. He sat on the bed beside me and handed me a cheeseburger, fries, and coke. I gave him a kiss on the cheek, "So this is why you took so long."

            He glanced down on his G-Shock then looked at me, giving me puppy dog eyes, "Was I that long?"

         I bit on my burger just as Love Actually played on HBO, "Yes! You took forever to get here," I looked at him, pouting.

          Travis nuzzled up next to me, "But I only got my princess some food," he poked my stomach making me giggle, "I just thought that she might be hungry."

           "Well," I looked at him, "I am," I bit down on my last piece of burger, wiping the grease off on my jeans.

             Travis fell into chuckles, "My princess is always hungry."

            I looked down at my stomach, "But I don't get fat, which is a plus."

         He finished his burger as well, gathering me into his arms. We leaned into the head board and cuddled me, both our eyes glued to the TV. He poked my stomach again, making me jump, "Hey!"

        He nuzzled his cheek on the crook of my neck, "Wasn't the swim a while ago enough for you, baby?"

           I looked up at him, "Nope," I said, popping the p. Thinking about the skinny dip a while ago made me blush. Remembering his hands on the small of my back, just inches away from butt. I shook the image away.

          I nuzzled in closer to him, and his grip on me tightened, "Trav?"

         "Hmm?" he whispered.

          "Nothing," I whispered back. I plopped down on the bed, my stomach on the matress. Travis mimicked what I did. I was no longer interested in the movie so I just watched Travis watch it.

           He glanced down at me staring at him, "Come here," he flipped over then placed me on top of him. I immediately tangled my fingers through his hair and kissed his nose. 

            Travis held my face in both his hands, his thumb pushing strands of hair away from my face, "You're so beautiful." I felt my cheeks flush just as he crashed his lips to mine. I was taken aback by the abruptness but welcomed the taste of his lips once more. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hands traveled down to my waist, pressing me closer to him--if that was even possible. 

               I felt his tongue lick my lower lip, requesting for entry, I opened my mouth for his anticipating tongue, tasting his Travis-ness. Our tongues danced with each other and I pressed my body closer to his, burying myself in his warmth. 

               He pulled away, gasping for breath, a whimper escaping my lips with the sudden detachment. Our gazes locked for a moment then he pecked my lips, "Let's go to sleep."

              We both crawled into the covers, our bodies tangled under the sheets. Everything was perfect and I had the best sleep I had the whole time I was alive.

               I opened my eyes to the light pouring into the window. I squited at the clock indicating that it was only 9 A.M. I rolled to my side and saw a peacefully sleeping Travis, soft snores escaped his mouth , his hair tossled onto the pillows. 

                He stirred and his eyes slowly opened, turning to me, "Goodmorning, beautiful."

               Travis gathered me into his arms and kissed my forehead, "Good morning to you too."

               His stomach grumbled and I pulled him out of bed, we padded our way to the kitchen and made ourselves some pancakes. We sat down on the dining table just watching each other eat and sipping our coffees. If I could wake up to this every morning, maybe I'd be a morning person.

Third chapter for the day for all of you guys! :) Who wouldn't want to wake up like that everyday? Hahahaha! I hope you like this chapter. I'm going update as soon as possible during the weekends for all of youu. 

-Maybelle