Chapter Five
TYLER'S P.O.V
Last night was...intense? Weird? Oddly great? I don't even know how to describe it. There were a few hiccups throughout the night but waking up next to Sawyer didn't feel weird like it does when I wake up next to another girl.
If I'm being real then this is technically the first time I've woken up next to a girl. Usually when I bring girls home, and they wake up before me, they're gone by the time I wake up. If I wake up first then I go take a long shower and hope they get the hint and leave by the time I get out. Then there are the girls who don't leave and I have to come up with some lie so they know this was just for sex and I wasn't looking for anything more.
I don't consider myself a "man whore", sure I get around, but I'm single and when I'm single, I'm single, so who gives a shit?
I had never seen Sawyer as anything more than a friend or a roommate before last night. Don't get me wrong the girl is hot and she has an amazing body that for some reason she tends to cover up. But, I don't know, last night I had fun with her. I've hung out with girls before and had a few girlfriends here and there but I usually got bored and moved on to the next after a few weeks. Maybe I'm an asshole for that but I need a girl who's going to keep me interested.
I've known and lived with Sawyer for almost three months, and I was hesitant about her and her sister living with me, but I'm not tired of her. And last night was a clear indication of that. She's stubborn, sarcastic, closed off, but she's also funny, and straight out and not afraid to be herself. For God sakes she actually eats like an actual human being around me. It seems like an insignificant detail but I've met far too many girls who get nervous to eat around a guy. And to finally be around a girl who eats like she is a guy and still manages to have a great body is a plus.
But what truly caught me off guard this morning was waking up with my arms around her and her head nuzzled into my chest. We woke up almost at the same time and when she looked up at me, she smiled. This cheesy, tired, smile that looked so sincere. It was something I had never seen before and I couldn't help myself when I smiled back.
"Morning princess. You look like shit in the morning." I said still smiling.
She rolled her eyes. "Oh and you're such a lovely sight to look at in the morning or at all?"
I chuckled and turned myself onto my back realizing the little dude downstairs was also saying good morning. I wasn't embarrassed, I had nothing to be embarrassed about but I doubted she'd be comfortable with it pressed up against her stomach.
She turned onto her stomach and faced me, "I'm sorry about..well everything that happened last night." She said as she played with her hands.
"It's okay, I know dreams can seem pretty real." I said trying to relate.
I knew she hadn't dreamt about the movie we watched because she had fallen asleep in the middle of it. But also because of what she was screaming about. I didn't want her to know that I knew, if she wanted to tell me then she would have. I'll admit I'm beyond curious because she was screaming about some guy and hiding. Then there's the whole thing with her not having parents and being alone. She's entirely really closed off and doesn't seem to trust anyone.
"I know it was pretty weird that I just came in here and asked if I could sleep in your bed last night. I was just freaked out." She said still fidgeting with her hands. I could tell she was nervous.
"You don't need an excuse to get in bed with me, Sawyer. All you have to do is ask." I said with a wink. I loved messing with her like that. She acts as if she's annoyed by those type of comments but that small blush always appears on her cheeks. It's kind of adorable that I can have that kind of effect of her.
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