“I still can run pretty fast, ya know?” Peeta says just getting through the door wrapping his strong, muscular arms around my waist.
“I never said you couldn’t,” I tease. “How’d you even catch up to me?”
“You couldn’t open the door so I took advantage of that,” he says smirking. “And you, my dear, owe me an apology.”
“Why is that?”
“As if you don’t know.” Peeta swoops me up bridal style and carries me up the stair to our room. Before we even reach the door, I am already ripping Peeta’s shirt off. “Easy tiger,” he mimics my tone back on the beach. We finally reach our destination of the bed and Peeta and I are, in other words, ready to go.
His lips feel soft against my skin and I get super giddy all of the sudden. I just start laughing. I can feel Peeta’s smile under the kiss. Peeta loses control of his prosthetic leg and we fall onto the bed, and the rest of the night is history.
I feel Peeta’s breath on my back, which sends a chill on my spine. I turn around to see a sleeping Peeta. I try to escape his warm arms doing my best not to wake him, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
The shower is calling my name, and I do not resist it. Before I step in the shower, I can’t help but notice a picture of a pregnant Annie and Finnick. They both looked extremely happy in love. I picture that being Peeta and me, a few years down the road. I shake the thought and just step in the shower.
The warm water feels like Peeta’s arms around me making me miss him. I quickly shampoo and condition and washed the salt water off of my skin with rose scented soap.
I wrap myself in the blue colored towel and brush my teeth. I walk in the room and notice Peeta is still asleep. He just looks so peaceful, to think that Snow tortured him makes me sick, I almost throw up, but I hold it back.
The knots in my hair are unbearable to me so I brush my hair out. The pajamas are on the love chair in the room. I grab them and slide the pants on. I take my towel off and dry my hair a little more. I get goose bumps on my skin when I feel Peeta’s hands just under my breasts. He whispers, “You have the most beautiful back.”
“And you have the most awkward compliments. Now let me put my shirt on.”
“Why should I,” he says turning me around. We hear a knock on the door and it’s Annie, “Breakfast is ready when you are.”
“Thanks Annie I’ll wake Peeta up and we’ll be down.” I try to ‘cover us up’.
“I’ll wake Peeta up and we will be down,” Peeta says mimicking my voice. “What was that about?”
“I didn’t want her to think we were up to anything. But…” I say inching away to the door, “you’ll get it later, don’t worry.” And we walk downstairs and I am greeted by an over excited Flynn. “Aunt Catnip, you and Uncle Peeta were on TV last night!”
“Oh really,” I go to pick him up.
“It was a recap of the propos from during the Revolution.” Annie cuts in. Peeta sees my smile turn to a straight face. He rubs my back and kisses me gently on my lips. I put Flynn down so we can eat breakfast. Just as we all take a bite of breakfast, Annie breaks the silence. “Do you want to tell me a little about last night?”
But what does she mean by ‘last night’.
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sorry it's kind of a shitty chapter, bu ti hope you guys enjoy it!! keep the votes coming in!! ilya!!
xx Madd
