CHAPTER 49

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I woke up the next morning in Will's bed, the sheets drawn up to my chin.

I turned around to face Will, "Morning," I smiled,

"Good morning"

"last night was-"

"-amazing" he laughed flipping onto his side, his bare chest facing me, his head propped up on his hand, and with the other, slowly moving my hair away from my face.

I laughed and took his hand in mine and kissed it, "Ugh, we have to get ready" I moaned reluctantly,

"Why?"

"What do you mean 'why'? We have to train," I say with a laugh,

"Right, right. Well let's get out of here before your scary ex walks in on us"

"He's not my 'ex'"

"Sorry I meant 'the guy you had romantic relations with"

"William!" I laughed as he leaned forward and landed a last kiss before getting up.

My shirt was wrinkled on the floor and my pants were hanging from the side of the bed post. I got up and pulled them on as Will searched the drawer for another shirt, his tattooed back faced towards me. He pulled one on, and I accidently let out a disappointed sigh, which he heard, "What?" He smirked,

"Oh, nothing" I replied, as calmly as I could,

"You know we could totally train with our shirts off"

I looked up at him, kind of wishing that he could,

He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me slowly, "But then where's the fun of ripping them off after intense, sweaty practice?"

"You have a point" I say hooking my hands behind his neck,

"Well, Alexandra-"

"Yes, William?"

"Care to accompany me to the breakfast room?"

I laughed at his impression and then said, "Certainly, Sir" And he took my arm like one of those old fashioned movies and walked me down the hallway before breaking into hysterical laughter.

The room was bustling with well rested people and everyone seemed in a good mood. Will beckoned me to the table laid with food, "So what will it be; the canned peaches, the canned fruit cocktail, or the canned sardine? Or if you want, we can go back and get those canned artichokes?" he laughed,

"I'll pass. I've been eating canned fruit for weeks and the sardines...are just disgusting"

"Well you've got to eat something"

"Thanks but, I'm really sick of all this canned stuff, and besides i'm not that hungry"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I think I'll just go practice a little"

"Okay, I'll meet you there" He said letting go of my hand,

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