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I wake up.. confused.. I can feel an arm around my waist, I can smell Marshall. I open my eyes.. fuck! I'm still in his suite. I fell asleep last night! I get up in a hurry and I try to look for my phone to see the clock, but I can't remember where I put it.

"Wow.. what's the rush?" Marshall asks in a dry and tired voice.

"I'm looking for my phone." I say. "I shouldn't be here."

"You shouldn't be here?" He frowns and it's obvious that he's confused about what I just said.

"Not.. not in that way." I say as I'm afraid that he thinks, I just said that this was a mistake. "I shouldn't have fallen asleep."

"I guess it happened to both of us." He smiles.

"What time is it?" I ask as I really can't find my phone and he looks at his wrist watch.

"4:14am." He says. "And your phone is in your pocket." I feel on my jeans and Marshall is right. I take my phone and my mom has texted me a couple of times.

From; Mom
Where are you?

From; Mom
I know that you're angry but don't ignore me

From; Mom
Jenny this is not okay

I have no idea how to explain this to her. I can't tell her that I've been here. Don't misunderstand me, my mom wants me to find love again but I don't think that she prefers that I flirt around with a guy like Marshall, a famous guy, a rude rapper, my boss.

"Are you gonna lay back down?" He asks.

"No, I really have to get back to my own room." I say.

"Come on man.. I promise to let you go before Tyler wakes up."

"It's not Tyler that I'm worried about." I sigh.

"Your mom?"

"She doesn't know where I am and she's texted me several of times." I tell him.

"You don't tell your mom that you went here?" He asks surprised.

"No."

"Are you sneaking around with me?" He chuckles. I begin to giggle because I kinda do, it's so ridiculous and a very teenage behavior but I so do.

"It just doesn't concern her." I laugh.

"Come here." He says softly, and he takes my hand and pulls me down to the couch again. I snuggle into him, this time facing him but I hide my face in his chest. He smells so good, that cologne he's wearing is so good. "What do you do to me?" He sighs deeply which makes me look up at him to see him looking down at me.

"What do you mean?" I ask confused.

"You're making me all soft." He says.

"Wow." I gasp. "The brutal hardcore rapper becomes soft." I joke.

"All because of a bitch." He says. Did he just call me a bitch? I look at him extremely offended. "You know I don't mean it that way."

"You make it sound like a bad thing." I explain.

"It kinda is." He says which makes me roll my eyes. "Don't roll you eyes at me girl. I know you think this is a fucked up situation too."

"It is."

"Exactly." He says. "So take your eye rolling back."

"Whatever." I say and I snuggle into his chest again. It feels good to feel a man that close again without it being in a sexual way.

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