"I need to tell you something though." Curtis got close to me so quick and before I knew it his hand was gently placed on my hip as his hair covered his dark eyes. We were almost touching as I felt my lips tremble.
"O-Okay." I bit my lip to stop it from shaking and before I knew it my lips were trembling again. This time not because of the distance, it was because there was none...
"Curtis." I said gently pushing him away and hid my face in my hair.
"Oliver, he wouldn't approve." Curtis lightly picked up my chin with his finger and brushed my hair out of my face. Curtis gave me a light peck on the lips and began to speak as his hands were on my thighs,
"Jay, You're so beautiful. I've talked to Oli and he desnt care. As long as I don't hurt you." A stroke of relief passed through my body as I gave a slight smile and leant in once again. My closed eyes opened as I felt a finger pressed against my lips and looked at Curtis' finger confused.
"I want food baby... go lay down and I'll call you when it's ready." I willingly agreed and walked to the couch slowly.
I wrapped myself in the throw blanket that was on the couch and curled up in a ball as I watched the TV that was left on. Adventure time came on as the commercial for toilet paper ended. I don't even know why they have commercials for toilet paper, isn't everyone using it? After a while Curtis came and picked me up off the couch bridal style and carried me in to the kitchen. I pecked his cheek and laughed at him. We entered the kitchen and I smelt my favorite food, French toast. I smiled big as Curtis put me on the stool and ruffled my hair. Sitting infront of me were the fluffiest, most mouth-watering, French toast. We devoured the French tosat quickly and then went to watch TV. Well not actually watch if you know what I mean... <c;> Not that long after Maggie awoke and came to cuddle with us. We looked like a perfect couple. For once I felt as if my life was coming together.
I felt Curtis get up in a hurry and dash towards the kitchen quickly, I sat up with a confused look. Maggie was already at the door barking a little with a wagging tail. Oliver must've been getting home.
"Babe? What are you doing?" I tried to say over the clangs and clicks of pots and dishes.
"Uh, I'm cleaning up so Oliver won't get upset?" He replied then walked out still in his black loose tank top and grey skinny jeans that were a little sagged revealing his silky red boxers(polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=86383695). I bit my lip seeing how attractive he was as he pushed the hair out of his face with his hand. A drunken Oliver stammered in laughing at nothing. I got up and offered him to sit on the couch. Oliver laid down on the couch and I covered him with the blanket. Oli immediatly passed out and Maggie laid at his feet.
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