Chapter 18

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Jordan's POV:

Play the song xx

~ Chels

I slowly woke up in someone's arms. I was feeling somewhat along the lines as dazed and sick.

Although I hadn't consumed any type of alcohol whatsoever last night, it felt as though someone had been smashing my head in with a hammer repeatedly.

I looked at the time on my iPhone. It read; '6:30am'

I groaned in annoyance.

I then turned my head to the side. I saw Alexander's handsome face. His long, dark eyelashes were touching his high cheekbones. His brown hair was messy and flat, sticking against his forehead.

His plump pink lips were parted as small breaths and snores fell out and onto my neck. How could someone be so handsome without trying?

Soon enough, thoughts started to spiral through my head and a frown made its way on my face.

Ugh I shouldn't have asked him to stay.

But something in my head told me to quit thinking and complaining about it. I decided to just agree with my conscience.

So I closed my eyes, finding myself backing up further into his chest subconsciously, until he unconsciously wrapped his arms tighter around my waist and shoved his head further into my neck. I felt his lips now on my smooth skin. I let out a blissful breath.

How could I be complaining about this?

I was soonly welcomed by another deep sleep.


Once again, I woke up and to my surprise Alexander was still there. I smiled again and I rolled over and out of his grip, whilst propping myself up on my elbow, I rested my head on top of my open palm, using my pointer finger to trace his features.

I ran my finger down his jawline and onto his cheekbones, then making my way down to his cupids-bow. The pleasurable burning sensation came to a brief halt, ceasing to continue jolting through my body.

I stopped when I got to his lips. I just stopped all together. The only thing could do was... stare. He groaned, stirring slightly in the silk sheets.

He slowly opened his eyes. A blush came to my face as he smiled gently, grabbing ahold the hand I was tracing his features with, closing it and placing a warm kiss on it. I watched him intently and another blush crept towards my beat red face.

"I felt you touching my face." He said with a smirk.. Fuck, his morning voice was so rough and sexy!

"Oh... You were awake?" I asked quietly, with a small smile on my face.

For some reason I was glad he was awake for that moment..

"Yep, and I only stayed still because I enjoyed the feeling of your soft finger tips on my face." He said with a smirk and I blushed, once fucking again.

"Well, um, we should-uh have breakfast now." I mumbled in slight embarrassment. I slowly got up, only to be stopped when I felt a rough hand grip my wrist.

I was slung back into an extremely hard, yet very warm chest. My body heat had secluded itself onto his body, making Alex feel warm and toasty.

"Alex!" I whined. A squeal was added in when I felt his large hand grab my ass.

"Alex!" He whined back in my tone. His intentions on mocking me left a smirk on his face and a permanent scowl on my own.

An idea struck my head, an evil grin finding its way onto my face. As Alex was rubbing his face all over my arm, I caught him off guard.
I pushed my bum roughly into his stomach, causing him to make an 'oomf' sound.

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