Eve's POV:
Ashton lays on top of me, kissing my neck, touching my body, and loving me so. I kiss him like I haven't in years, poring all of my stress, my hurt, my headaches, into him. He takes all of it and turns it into something beautiful, something new and magical.
"You have to tell me what you want, baby." He whispers against my neck, I can't help the quiet whimper escape my lips, I feel him smile against my skin.
"Evelyn." Ash uses my full name, waiting for me to answer him.
"I want you to kiss me." I say, he lifts his head and looks into my eyes.
"Where baby?" God he's torturing me.
"Ashton."
"I'm just teasing." He grins, causing me to blush.
He undoes my jeans so I'm just in my panties, and him just in his Calvin Klein's. I love his Calvin Klein's.
He kisses his way back up to my lips. "Ready?" He asks, I don't know what he's doing but I nod.
He doesn't do what I thought he was gonna do, which is good, because I wasn't ready for that. But he didn't do what he had done before, he simply slides his hand down my stomach and into my panties. I moan out not-so-loudly because I'm afraid someone will hear me. God I don't know how he does it, makes me feel like this… He's like a god.
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Ashton's POV:
She lays sprawled out on the bed beside me, her arm thrown over my chest and her leg tangled in mine. She's sleeping. It is already midnight. I guess sexual activity wears her out pretty easily. Well, at least from experience. I kiss her head and she hums in her sleep.
"Eve? Are you awake?"
"No."
I laugh. "Sleep baby." I kiss her head and close my eyes.
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Eve's POV:
I wake up to a beautiful sunrise and a beautiful boy beside me, I reach over and grab my phone. I check the time. It's 9:00am on a Monday.
Fuck.
I check my messages.
*23 Miscalls*
*DAD: Where are you?!*
*DAD: Grace says you're not with her.*
*DAD: Answer your phone, Evelyn.*
*MICHELLE: Dad's pissed.*
*DRAKE: If anyone asks you're with me. You spent the night at my place because you were upset. Call me.*
*DAD: You gave me a heart attack. I called Drake, he said you're alright. Come home though. We need to talk.*
My heart races and falls about a thousand feet. Holy fuck. Ashton's still sleeping beside me and I don't want to wake him, so I scurry from under his grip and call Drake.
"Hello?"
"Drake?"
"Evelyn where the fuck are you?"
"I'm at…" I look over at Ashton who flips over in his sleep, replacing me with a pillow. "I'm at a friends house."
"Your dad called almost everyone in the tristate area looking for you."
"Is he still looking?" I forgot that without Grace, I have no one to cover for me.
"No. I told him you were with me, he was really relieved. They're on their way to my place now but they're a good hour away, so I need to pick you up, like now. Unless you want them to drive all the way out here to find out that you're not with me."
