Because Who Could Love A Broken Girl? ✔️

Who Could Love Nerdy Boyfriends

Skylar's P.O.V.

"So that was really your first time giving a blowjob?"

I blush deeply and nod. Grayson chuckles and pulls me closer to him in the bed.

"It was amazing. Thank you." He whispers.

I nod again, impossibly doubling my awkwardness. I swallow hard, rolling over to face away from him.

I reach for my phone on the nightstand, checking for any new notifications. But before I can unlock the phone, my boyfriend decides to speak up.

"What are you doing?" Grayson asks nervously.

"Texting Axel..."

He groans and plucks the phone from my hands, turning me to face him again.

"We just had sex, and you're still more interested in my brother than me."

I smirk and snatch back my phone. He shoots me a playful glare before rolling on top of me.

My breath catches in the back of my throat as his face stops no more than a centimeter from mine.

Our chests press together firmly, only the thin sheets separating our bare flesh.

"Is there a reason you don't want me on my phone?" I ask shakily.

"I just don't want you to text him yet. It's only one o'clock, and we have the house to ourselves. Let's make the most of it."

I stare up at him in silence for a moment before tossing my phone to the ground.

"Round two?" I breathe out.

He grins and attacks my lips with his. Man, this boy will be he death of me...

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Spencer's P.O.V.

"You got everything set up, right?"

"Yeah. It's not exactly difficult. I still don't get why Grayson couldn't do it himself." Carter tells me.

"He's doing the rest... Well, sort of. I guess you were a big part in that too. Oh well, he couldn't have done this one by himself."

"But it's way easier if you just do it on the phone. I had to give away an entire seven minutes from my day to hack her stupid phone."

I smirk. "Who knew my boyfriend was secretly a techy nerd?"

He shoots me a hard glare. I grin before leaning over and pecking his cheek lightly.

He turns away from me a bit further, but that doesn't stop me from seeing the tiny smile he's trying so desperately to fight back.

"Awe. Are you mad at me?" I pout.

He doesn't respond or turn my way, making me instantly smirk.

"Fine then. No more kisses for you."

I stand up from the couch and start walking away. But no more than a step into my attempt at exiting, two warm arms encircle my waist from behind.

Carter turns me around and quickly smashes his lips down on mine. I smile into the kiss and snake my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

He pulls back, leaning his forehead against mine and breathing heavily. "You can't do that." He breathes out.

"Why not?" I ask, clearly amused.

He rolls his eyes. "Shut up and kiss me."

He returns his hungry lips to their rightful place on my own. I mutter a quiet 'bossy' against his lips, making him grin.