Chapter 9

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I wake first and notice Sean has been waiting on me, I roll over and drape my arm over him.

"I'm sorry."

"For what? What's wrong?"

He doesn't dare look at me even when I try to turn him my direction.

"I feel I'm waisting your time."

"How Sean? If anything your showing me the time of my life."

Sean finally shifts so we're face to face and I can't help but feel the heart ache again, with just one look I'm in awe.

"You want a serious thing and so do I, but I have the sex drive of a teenager."

"Well you're attracted to me and I'm attracted to you... if there's something going to happen between us, and friends or more I have no doubt that this is still going to continue to go on."

He knew I was right.

"Be with me. I'll spoil you and buy you whatever you want, we'll go to the moon and back, we can have endless sex any way you want-just let me love you."

"Moon and back?"

"We can go to Mars if you want."

Sean reveals his beautiful smile and I know I'm going to hear what I want to hear.

"Well you don't need to do any of that to make me happy, Just promise to love me and only me."

I raise my hand to my heart and extend my pinky for his to hook on mine.

"I swear on everything, Sean, I will love you until you're days end."

I kiss him once more and hold him in my arms, this green haired, goofy, Irish, beautiful bastard is my boyfriend.

"You do know I can't go to the moon and back, right?"

"I know, stupid."

I forcefully kiss his cheek leaving a red mark and hop up off his bed, Sean was still rubbing his cheek where I kisses him.

"Let's do something."

"Like?"

"Anything! Let's rob a store, or speed past a red light, I don't care!"

Sean pulls the covers over his head and rolls himself in it loudly groaning.

"Let's sleep."

I jump on top of the blanket burrito Sean digging for an entrance so I can see his face.

"Or..."Sleep"."

I suggest raising my eyebrows and winking at him.

"Nope. Sleep."

"You can."

I jump from the bed leaving Sean and raiding his fridge for alcohol and food, he didn't have any so I walk back to the room picking my clothes off the floor and putting them on.

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