GEORGIA'S P.O.V
Layton thought it would be a good idea that myself and my family stayed over for the night. They had enough spare rooms to accompany us all so that was no problem. They where sure to extend their hospitality whenever we required it and Layton was sure to constantly let us know that.
My morning started pretty well. It consisted of me being tangled up in Miles bed with the man himself. We where both facing each other. My leg was wrapped around him and his hand was resting on my thigh. Because I felt a bit cold in the night, I decided to wear his black hoodie. Everything about it made me feel at home. His warmth, his smell just everything about me sends my heart into a joy.
He was still asleep so it gave me some time to really inspect him. To really see his beautifully sculptured face and to ponder on how I ended up with a guy like him. He is way out of my league. I'm convinced that any second someone is going to wake me up from this never ending dream.
I better make the most of it then.
"Hey you," He said, suddenly alerting me that I had been staring at him for at least twenty minutes, no break. His eyes where still shut and he had the most sexy smile printed on his face. One could say he was dropped from the Gods.
"Morning," I smiled and brought my hand up to caress his light stubble which made him look so attractive.
"Good sleep?" He finally opened his eyes but shut them again as he still wasn't used to the morning light.
"Better with you here," I grinned, looking down at his defined chest. Although we only got a few hours sleep it was enough to re-energize myself.
"Good." He smirked once again and put his hand further up my thigh. I was completely ok with him doing that. In fact, he can put it as high as he wants.
He rolled onto his back and stretched his arms above his head. I took a second or two to admire his muscular biceps and his built shoulders. Just as I was about to lean in to plant a kiss on his cheek there was a knock on the door.
"Are you both awake?" Layton said from outside. Before we could answer the door was already opening. Miles and me moved quickly away from each other so we were on complete seperate ends of the bed. "Oh please, you have nothing to hide from me." She rolled her eyes and tapped her long nails on the door.
"Georgia, there's a Milly here to see you." Layton said, pausing to see if I knew of a Milly.
Milly! She's here? In Openhay?
"Oh yea!" I said, quickly moving out of bed. With Layton watching me I suddenly became conscious to the fact that I am in only a hoodie and underwear. Luckily, the hoodie is long enough to cover anything so it isn't that bad but is still embarrassing. Once Layton realised my current dress code, she immediately shut the door. Great, she's going to think Miles and me did it last night.
"Do you really have to put clothes on? I like your bare ass." Miles spoke up with a low grunty sleepy voice. I blushed at his forwardness.
"Shut up," I played, grabbing my tracksuit bottoms and pulling them up. "Bye." I winked walking out the door.
He sniggered then rolled over in the bed with his head shoved in a pillow.
YOU ARE READING
The Bad Boy Next Door
Teen FictionGeorgia Watson has never been good at change. Which is why suddenly moving house after her parents find better work elsewhere is a huge step for her. Not only leaving her friends and everything she has grown up with behind but her memories as well...