I found an abandoned baby... Why does he have fangs?!

I found an abandoned baby... Chapter 11

Oh, my god, I can't believe I seriously went a month without updating!! Sooooooo sorry!! Seriously, this summer is moving way too fast :'(

Several people guessed right this time! For the record, Chris's dad isn't going to randomly appear out of nowhere, and you'll know around the time I'm about to add him in the story.

Now, I am totally gonna click this advertisment that says 'Meet Naughty Singles'. *Sarcasm* Seriously, does anyone actually click those things?

Chapter 11

Amoreena's POV

'Stupid alarm!' I thought when the alarm on my phone woke me up. I quickly shut it and eased out of bed carefully so Eric and Chris would be able to sleep a little bit longer. Chris was sleeping next to Eric, lying in the crook of his arm. They looked so adorable and peaceful together. I took my phone out of my purse and snapped a picture before going to get ready.

In Eric's closet, I always kept some clothes and swimsuits, so I grabbed one and went to shower. Even though we waited to have sex, I still slept at his apartment countless times.

The bathing suit I picked out for today was a light purple one piece, though it was backless and only had a thin part in the middle connecting it to the bottoms. I usually hated wearing bathing suits like that to work, since they gave me the worst tan lines, but it was supposed to be mostly cloudy outside today.

Later, I hoped I was able to take Chris to the park or something. Living in Miami didn't make it easy for his sun allergy, but it was usually better if he was in the shade, and the clouds would doutlessly help. Maybe I'd call Dylan to ask if little Emily wanted to come with us.

As quickly as I could, I washed my hair and body and jumped out of the shower, not ever bothering to dry off first before I put my bathing suit on. I mean, it was supposed to get wet anyway. Unfortunately, Eric's apartment was farther from the beach than my apartment, and I forgot to set my alarm earlier.

Eric came in as I shoved my toothbrush in my mouth, brushing it fiercely before pausing to wring my hair above the sink, squeezing as much water out as I could.

I rushed passed him, still brushing my teeth rapidly, to look for some swim trunks, and quickly decided on some short black ones, in too much of a hurry to look for something else. The only reason I always wore them was because I hated feeling like I was in underwear in public, and bathing suits don't actually cover much more than underwear when you think about it.

Eric was watching me with an amused smile. "Why are you in such a hurry?"

I went back into the bathroom and spit in the sink before saying, "I forgot to set my alarm for earlier. I really don't wanna be late." I roughly combed through my hair with one of Eric's wide-tooth combs, ignoring the pain and the fact that I was ripping my hair out.

"Whoa, stop. You're gonna hurt yourself," he said, taking the comb away and gently went through my hair, starting at the ends.

"Eric, I don't have time for this," I said, trying to turn around and take it back, but I was pushed up against the sink and Eric wasn't giving in.

"I'll drive you to work; don't worry," he assured me, and I relaxed slightly. Then I remembered Chris.

"No, I don't want you to wake Chris up, and we can't leave him here," I said in a 'duh' voice.

"He has to wake up anyway. I have to drop by work in about an hour."

"For what?" I asked curiously. Eric worked as a security guard from 10 PM to 3AM; why would they call him in this early in the morning?