Chapter 18

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Picture of Tae's wolf, Kookie on top.

Evangeline

"Wake up lovebirds! Rise and shine baby pies!" someone sang in a sing-song voice, it was high pitched and feminine. I knew immediately who it was. Blake groaned and held me tighter to his chest, "No, go away." The person obviously couldn't take no as an answer because suddenly I felt someone literally leap onto the bed, body slamming us, partially suffocating Blake and I. Blake growled and pushed the person off us, "Get off." Air filled my lungs again as the weight lifted off. The person fell to the floor with a thump, "Ouch, my poor butt!" she whined. Blake smiled and kissed my forehead, I cuddled into him, ready to doze back to sleep, "Peace at last." he mumbled. Sadly the silence and peace lasted for only about 2 seconds.

"Ra da da da da da da da circus/ Da da da da da da da da afro/ Circus afro, circus afro, polka dot polka dot afro!"

This time I was the one that groaned, frustrated and wanting nothing more than to slip off into slumberland and snuggle Blake all day. I buried my head under my pillow, yelling out, "Let us sleep Charlotte!" My voice came out muffled because of the pillow. Charlotte stopped singing, "How did you know it was me?" she questioned. "Who else with a sane mind would wake up anyone singing that awful song from Madagascar," I deadpanned. Charlotte gasped dramatically, mock hurt in her tone, "Meanie! I am perfectly sane thank you very much." I uncovered my face, looking at her with playful eyes, "Love you, Char Char!" Charlotte rolled her eyes, "Yeah yeah, whatever. Get up. Come on Paws, I heard that grumbling stomach of yours. Maybe there's some leftover from last night's dinner for you." She then pranced out of the room followed by a hungry Paws, who was tired of waiting for us to wake up and feed him. I struggled to wiggle myself out of Blake tight grip, "Come on Blake! We can't stay in bed all day! We have a lot to do today remember?" Blake grumbled and held on to me tighter, breathing in deeply my scent. "Mmhm five more minutes little one, it's comfy here," he answered dismissively, clearly ready to go back to sleep. I giggled and softly slapped his arm, "Let me go you, big oaf! Time to get up Mr. Alpha." Blake chuckled and finally unwrapped his strong muscular arms, "Alright alright, I'm up! But be ready for more cuddles tonight." With a wink, he got up and headed to the bathroom. 

While Blake was in the bathroom, I took the chance to get out of my pajamas and slip on a plain black sports bra, some exercise shorts, and my trusty Nike running shoes.  I then put my hair in a high ponytail and add a sports headband to complete the look. I heard the door click and open. Blake came out shirtless, with only a pair of navy blue gym shorts. Those godlike abs were on full display and I could not help but admire them. Blake grinned and walked over to where I was, back hugging me, "Like what you see?" I blushed and looked down, "Yes." I mumbled shyly. Blake laughed and whispered huskily  in my ear, "I'm all yours little one."  My face was getting overwhelming hot, I probably looked like an overripe tomato. I got out of his grips and dashed to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. "Don't tease me!" I shouted from behind the door. Blake chuckled, "You are a cutie." 

 Blake held my hand as we descended the stairs, "I wonder what we are having for breakfast." I sniffed the air, "Bacon...eggs...and...pancakes!" I concluded. Blake sniffed the air as well and grinned, "You're correct little one!" I giggled, "Let's hurry then silly! I'm starving." I tugged on his hand urging him to walk faster towards the dining room. Blake laughed and allowed me to pull him along. We entered the dining room and greeted everyone before sitting down in the same seats as last night. For a moment, I forgot that I was in the same house as Alec and Xavier, I forgot that I was in their territory. Being with Blake had that effect, it makes me forget all the bads. Alec turned to face me and gave me a little smile to which I politely returned with one of my own. Maybe sometime soon I'll find it in my heart to forgive him. Maybe. 

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