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bachelorette | morning talks

'I would love to die depends on the date.'
-Adam

M A R G A U X

   The next morning, I found myself sleeping.... beside Adam, which is not a problem because: I always do that if there's only one bed in a room and I know that I can't argue with him + there's two guys sleeping in the other room. However, I found my hand lying on his bare chest (I'm sorry, this thing never happened before, oops).

  As I heard his groan, I knew that I have to switch position as quick as I can so he won't think that I'm trying to molest him. Which is not going to happen because I'm trying to be nice to my friends. Trying, as in, doing my best. "Shit," I whispered to myself as I felt his body move. His hand, surprisingly, went into my. frigging. fracking. side. Is he really trying to sleep?

   I wanted to move his hand away but I can't disturb him to sleep. Psh, Amour's trying to make a reason so that Adam will keep his hand on her. Well frigging done, Amour. You are now a girl with a smooth move. People thinks that we're dating. Well, we're not. My interest at relationships flew away as I have zero crap about everybody making out, hugging in front me.

   I still have the bittersweet heart. Let's just say, I saw a couple and I will tell them "aw, you guys are sweet" but it will turn into "screw off". If they're happy, then okay I respect that. Maybe it's just me who needs to find someone..... HAH! That's not going to happen. If it wasn't for me, I'll be dating him right now.

"Hey, babe," the word that came out from his mouth got my eyes go wide and I closed it. "I guess I'm gonna enjoy this morning." It's frigging 7:12 in the morning, how can I enjoy the morning if I'm going to end up, hearing your voice. "Good morning."

"Adam, I think we've talked about this." I whispered before turning into the other side, facing him. "Hands off my hips, Cole. I'm pretty sure you don't want to die early."

"If that's about you, then I would love to die depends on the date." His wink almost killed me. He had this flirty trait that every woman can't handle. Well, that's me.

   As I grabbed a pillow, I sat up and mount on Adam's top. I pushed the pillow on his face, should I say, killing him. But, my position doesn't look so pleasing. Especially, I'm just wearing a short and a bra. 

   He yanked the pillow away, as well as my hands. Now, everyone will think that we're gonna kiss.

   When I heard the door swung open, my eyes widened as I noticed his lips formed a smirk. "Woah, okay Matt, that doesn't look so pleasing, let's go back to the living room. And, please wear your shirt. Seems like, you two are gonna start." When they left, I heard the door close as I got up.

   "You know, there's a thing called shirt and you might want to wear it when you're gonna sleep." He winked. Oh good lord! Why?