Wrapped Up

10 • Surprise

Meghan's POV:

   When my eyes open, I see Charlie's tousled hair. I smile to myself as I think about the night before. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck before I start planting soft kisses along his jawline. He stirs, and when he opens his hazel eyes, a wide grin appears on his face.

  "Good morning," he says.

  "Hi," I simply say with a wide smile.

   "I feel like people do this if they're dating," he says.

  "Not necessarily," I say as I begin to kiss his neck.

  "Stop. That tickles," he says as he tries to loosen my grip on him.

  I chuckle against his neck, but I continue. He groans, and he picks me up. He stands up and begins to carry me to my room. I giggle in response and wrap my legs around his waist and keep my arms tightly secured to his neck.

  "You know I want to...but we can't do this," I say.

  "Why not? It's only like 4 in the morning, and we aren't doing anything later," he mumbles as he nudges the door to my room open.

   He softly tosses me on my bed as I giggle. He crawls on top of me and smiles at mischievously. I smirk.

  "Fine," I say.

  He moves his lips to my neck in a swift movement. I moan into his soft hair as he sucks on my sensitive spot.

  "Char...no more–hickeys," I stutter out.

  "Why not?" he says with disappointment lacing his tone.

  He looks up at me, and I giggle. He gives me a pouty face and curls his bottom lip forward. I giggle a bit more and caress his cheek with my hand.

  "I can't. You know my Megatronz would flip their shit if they saw them," I say, giggling.

  He sighs, but he goes back to doing what he did before. I moan in pleasure as he kisses up my neck.

  "Too bad," he says.

  I groan in protest but do nothing to stop him. He smirks in triumph before he connects our lips. I moan as his hands travel down to my thighs. He massages the back of my thighs as he makes his way to my ass.

  If only I would've stopped him.

  ***

  "Meg," Ryan says as he steps into my room.

  I groan and turn towards him. I see that nobody is laying beside me, and I frantically look around my room.

  "What's wrong?" he asks.

  "Nothing," I say quickly as I turn my attention back to him.

  "Unexpected interview today, so you need–"

  He stops mid sentence and stares at me in shock. I knit my eyebrows together as I plaster a look of confusion on my face.

  "Meg," he starts slowly, "You have the biggest hickey on your neck that I've ever seen."

  I gasp and lean over to grab my phone. I swipe up and turn the camera inward.

  "Shit," I mumble.

  "I–is that from Charlie?" he stutters.

  I sigh. "Probably."