The Soulless

Chapter 6

I woke up in Brent's arms. I stretched out my legs and Brent moaned.

"Sorry," I said. "Did I wake you?"

"Nope," he said,"I've been waiting for you to wake up."

"Why?"

"So I could do this,"

"Do wha-" I said before I was cut off by a kiss.

"Do that," he said with a grin. I rolled my eyes at him and got out of bed.

"Oh my god..." I whispered to myself. Brent chuckled behind me. I was in my bra and underwear!

"That was just perfect!" Brent laughed. "Oh you're killing me!" he rolled over and stuffed his head in a pillow and continued to laugh.

I sprinted to the laundry room and saw my clothes in the drier.

I ran to the bathroom and put my clothes on, but I realized I didn't have a shirt.

I moaned and walked to the door.

"Ah!" I screamed as I saw Brent at the door with my shirt.

"Drop anything?" he teased.

"Besides my dignity?"

I reached for my shirt but he raised it over his head, and he was like six foot which easily beat my four foot eleven.

"Give me it!" I begged.

He laughed and made kissy noises. I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pressed my lips to his as he wrapped his arms around my back.

He laughed and gave me my shirt. I slipped it on and walked downstairs.

Amara made breakfast! "Mmm smells good Amara!" Brent exclaimed.

He grabbed a plate of the bacon and eggs and gave it to me. He prepared one for Amara and then one for me. Then finally one for himself.

Amara got out jelly and put a plate of toast on the table. Then she poured us all orange juice.

She made Phoebe a special meal.

"We should keep moving." Brent suggested. "Base is only three miles away, maybe we should find like a bike or something."

"Ok, can we please leave tomorrow? I just want one more day of relaxation." I begged.

"Fine," he gave in.

I laughed and he rolled his eyes. "Hey Amara, guess what Evelyn was wearing this morning!" he grinned.

I opened my mouth and pushed him out of his chair.

"You little...!" he laughed and chased me.

I shrieked and ran upstairs. He grabbed my waist and picked me up. My feet kicked but he was too strong.

He brought me to our room. I got pinned to the wall. His lips pushed against mine.

He bit my lip a little. I was blushing so much, I felt so petite around him.

He pushed me onto the bed and lied over top of me.

"Your so cute when you blush," he laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Aww, are you mad at me?" he teased.

I nodded. He puffed out his lip. I got out of his grip and ran to the bathroom.

I saw his feet from under the door. In 3...2...1! I opened the door and jumped onto him. He got so scared he fell on the floor.

We stayed like that for a while, just sitting and kissing. Then I realized this was my only will to live...