Bodyguard Girlfriend

Chapter Nineteen

©Monica Chung 2014

Chapter Nineteen

Secret #19: Wow, who knew that PMSing would be a good thing?  I always thought of it as a rather painful period, but I guess not.  Having Rion and Percy as slaves for the week, might actually be a lot of fun…. Muahaha!  Hem, can someone keep me in control, please?

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The next morning, as the sunlight streamed in from between the blinds, waking her up, Monique felt very warm, almost too warm actually.  She also felt something heavy around her waist and heard gentle snoring in her ear.  Remembering what had happen last night, the young woman sighed contently, let out a soft yawn and began stretching.

However a husky voice interrupted her stretching as Roger murmured softly into her ear, “Don’t move.”  Freezing automatically, Monique felt the young man pulling himself away from her and gave both of them a good few inches between them.  As Roger did that, she found herself missing the warmth of the other body next to her.

“Okay, you can move now.” Roger said in an apologetic voice, “Sorry about that, I was just having a slight problem…” He trailed off in embarrassment when Monique first let out a squeal of surprise before falling out of bed with a loud thud and then began giggling.

“S-sorry.” The young woman said between giggles, “But I think I’m the one that is suppose to apologize.  I didn’t know that you were that sensitive.  This never happened before.”  She climbed back on the bed and sat watching Roger with an amused look in her eyes.

“Shut up.” The young man muttered weakly, sitting up from his laying down position.  “I know this never happened before, but it has been sometime since we last shared a bed.  We’re adults now… this is one of the reason why we don’t.”

Monique frowned slightly at Roger’s comment.  She didn’t really know why, but she felt slightly offended by it.  “Uh, okay.  But it was you who said yesterday, to pretend that we were 10 again.”  She muttered, glaring at the boy on the bed as she slid off the bed.

“Yeah, I know.” Roger sighed, “Just, just forget what I’ve said earlier then and let’s start this morning over, shall we?”

The young woman gave him another slightly amused look but shrugged her shoulders. “Sure why not.  Good morning Roger.” She then said with a grin, “How was your sleep?”

“Not bad, it could have been better if you weren’t snoring all night.” Roger teased softly, with a smirk on his face.  He was then tackled as a repercussion for his comment.

Monique, pinning the boy down on the bed, began tickling him.  “Raw, how dare you say that I snore!”  She exclaimed sarcastically, “I so do not.  You’re the one who does.”

Squirming around between Monique’s legs, Roger laughed, trying to get away from his best friend’s tickling finger.  “Okay, okay!”  He gasped, “I yield and take back my statement.  You win.”

“Really?” The young woman asked, stopping her tickling to give Roger a curious look.

“Nope, tricked ya!” Roger said with a victorious grin as he then flipped her around and pinned her on the bed.  “Now it’s time for me to tickle you.”  He wiggled his fingers at Monique, whose eyes went wide.

“N-no, don’t.” She squealed, trying to scooted away from underneath him.  A slight cough from the door saved her.  Both of them looked over and saw Tony standing there with his arms crossed against his chest giving both of them a stern look.  But they could see a smile threatening to appear on his lips.