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I felt someone move my bed and it was Chloe. She was still sound asleep, she had her arms around my waist and I sighed.

Last night was a kill.
It was terrible.
Why would I ever dream of that?

I moved her arms quietly and sat up, I looked at the time and it was 9:56.

I got up and went to the shower to go get ready soccer practice. I stretched and showered for about 10-15 minutes.

I got out and wrapped a towel around my waist, walking into our room. I walked out and Chloe was still sleeping. I tried my best to not wake her up so I walked into the walk-in closet and grabbed clothes.

When I got out she wasn't there anymore, I looked around the room, "Chloe?"

"In the kitchen James."

I walked down and she was cooking. I went up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist kissing her neck.

"Well good morning to you too." She giggled and kissed me, then went back to cooking.

"Smells good," I sniffed the air. "Yeah," she smiled and I started kissing her neck.

She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning. "James, baby, not here." She whispered, "there's no one here why are you whispering?" I questioned.

"I'm cooking." She said, I put my hands up her shirt and roamed my warm hands up to her stomach.

"James," she moaned and I smirked. I left a love bite on her neck and kissed her shoulder, before she turned around she closed the stove and kissed me. I gripped her waist and without breaking the kiss, I pulled her away from the stove and put her up a counter.

I lifted her shirt up and threw it on the floor. I started kissing her neck all the way down to  her stomach.

All of a sudden her phone started ringing. I stopped at mid and she giggled as she heard me sigh in frustration. She jumped off the counter and answered her phone.

"Chloe, where are you?" Sergio's voice was on the other side.

"James' place." He sighed in relief, "alright I'll talk to you later bye love you." I nodded, "love you too." She hung up and Turned around. "Well, we gotta get ready and go to your practice." I frowned, "we didn't get to finish." She laughed a little, "we'll finish when we get back." I smiled and nodded.

We got ready, ate breakfast quickly, and headed to the Santiago Bernabeu stadium.

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