Cincinnati Boy

Chapter 17

ERICA'S POV

I woke up on the couch in Jon's house. I looked around, looking for him. He was in the kitchen with nothing but boxers on. I whistled at him and laughed as he turned around. He stopped what he was doing and rushed over to me. He sat down on the empty spot beside me. "Good morning, baby." He leaned down to kiss my forehead but couldn't reach. I sat up and allowed him to kiss my forehead. He wrapped his arm around me, rubbing my side. "Sleep good?" I nodded at his question. He pulled me closer to him. "I'm sorry, Jon." I finally spoke after a few minutes. "For what?" He looked at me as I was already looking at him. "For leaving you like that.." I lied my head on his shoulder. "It's over now, don't worry about it." He rubbed his nose against the top of my head. "I love you, Jon." I whispered. I think that was the first time that I've said that to him. I looked up at him and he was smiling. I put my hands on his chest and kissed his nose. He growled like a puppy. "Oh, you little bastard." I kissed him then bit his lip, tugging on it with my teeth. I growled back at him and he pulled me in his lap. "I love you." He finally responded. Soon after he said that, he kissed all over my neck and tugged down my shirt off my shoulder, kissing down my neck to my shoulder. I held the back of his head and leaned down, planting a kiss on the side of his face.

CARO'S POV

I was still shook up from Joe asking me to marry him. I looked down at the ring on my finger and smiled wide. I needed to call Erica. Hopefully she was okay by now. I dialed her number and she answered. I heard two voices though. She was giggling, "Yes?" I smiled, "You seem happy. What's going on?" I asked. "Jooooonnn.." I heard her say in the background. I just hung up the phone. That idiot was with Jon again. Fuck it, I have to worry about Joe right now. He was in the shower. "Babe, you alright in there?" I shouted. He responded with a 'yes'. I smirked and got up, standing on the other side of the bathroom door. Finally, it opened. He walked the opposite direction. Fuck, he was so hot. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist and water was still dripping down his back. I quietly walked behind him and jumped on his back. He laughed as he accidentally dropped his towel. He didn't care, though. "How are you doing, future husband?" I whispered in his ear. He grinned and kissed my lips.