When I woke up, Staz was gone.
Do you think he...My mother walked into my room
"Come on, get up. Were going out to dinner."
"Where's Staz?"
"Downstairs. Which, its rude that you took a nap and just left him down there all alone."
"Yeah. He sure was alone."
I smiled.
"What's that suppose to mean, Kenra?"
"Huh? Nothing, I'll get ready now."
I got up and began to get ready.
Staz came into my room."Hey handsome."
I turned around,
"If you're gonna say that type of stuff, at least shut my door."
And so he did.
"Im sorry for leaving you when you were sleeping."
"Oh? I hardly even noticed."
"But-"
I finished putting on my shirt and grabbed a pair of pants,
"I'm kidding. Of course I noticed, and I wished you hadn't left."
"I'm sorry, really. But your mom came home and I panicked so I put in my clothes. And went downstairs."
"You mean you put some of your clothes on. You're wearing my shirt."
"I know, I couldn't help myself."
I laughed and put my let into a pant leg.
"Whoa whoa, not so fast."
Staz walked over,
"What?-"
He kissed me over and all over.
My lips,
My nose,
My cheek,
My chin...
My neck...
I could just melt in his arms. Jared would've never treated me like this. A part of me is glad that Jared wasnt my first.
I love him, Staz...Although, he didn't stop at my neck. His hands were wondering...
Feeling up my shirt, the other grabbing my ass. But I mean I was putting my pants on at the same time."Staz, please. I just woke up."
"And?"
"I fucked you before I fell asleep..."
"Which was amazing by the way. I think I might have you top more often."
"Come on, my mother is waiting. And I really can't have a hickey at the table. My mother almost saw the ones from our first..."
"Fine. Then I'll just do worst at dinner."
He bit his lip and looked at up and down.
"Please don't."
"Should've let me finish then."
Staz buttoned my pants for me.
"Let's go to dinner?"
I really hope he doesn't try something. But I know he fucking will.
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We arrived at the restaurant and we got seated immediately.
I sat next to my mother, across from Staz.
The restaurant was pretty fancy. It had cloth table covers, and there were bread plates and whatever.

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Teen Fiction"I want to hear your laugh just as much as I want to hear you moan"