spending summer with the guy i dream about and my boyfriend... can't be good!

spending summer... can't be good! 8

gonna just post this so yeah....

"Bray!" I shouted. He chuckled. He was hovering over me, his bare chest pressed against my bare chest. He brushed his lips over mine and I could feel a smirk on his face. I took hold of his face and crashed his lips onto mine, moaning at the wonderful feeling it brought me.

"G, I love you," he whispered onto my lips. I shivered out of pleasure.

"I love you too," I murmured.

"Good," he said smiling. He kissed my on the cheek, moving to my jaw and then my neck and back to my lips. I giggled when he brushed his hand over my stomach.

"Giselle."

"Yes?"

"Giselle! Giselle! Wake up!" I sprang up and looked around, alarmed. I looked into Bray's deep green eyes, amusement obvious in his eyes. I rubbed my eyes and looked confused.

"What kind of dream were you having?" he asked, looking knowingly at me. I blushed.

"Nothing," I said.

"You and Axel must've been getting it on," he said, frowning slightly. If only he knew I was dreaming of him.

"I wasn't dreaming about me and Axel having sex. I don't need to dream about that," I said.

"Because you have sex in real life?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. I rolled my eyes.

"What time is it?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Some time past midnight," he said. I groaned and turned around, trying to fall asleep again. Suddenly, I felt arms wrap around me.

"Bray?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said.

"What are you doing?" I asked. He chuckled.

"Sleeping," he said. I turned around to face him. His eyes were closed and his breathing already started to slow. I smiled and brushed his hair away from his face and sighed. I'm just going to enjoy this for this one moment. I buried my face into his chest and took in his wonderful masculine scent that makes him who he is. His arms tightened around my waist and I fell asleep to the slow beating of his heart.

When I woke up the next morning, I had a smile on my face. It was probably goofy looking. And do you know what I saw when my eyes were able to finally focus? Bray's sexy sleeping face. Yeah, I so wish I could always wake up like this. I remembered last night and smiled. I looked up at him again and looked at how peaceful he was. I so wanted to kiss him right now. I tried to squirm out of his grasp. I failed. His grip tightened and he had a frown on his face.

"Gigi," he moaned. My eyes widened. Gigi? As in short for Giselle. Truth be told, I haven't been called Gigi in awhile, but still. Gigi is what people used to call me. Was he dreaming about me? A smile formed itself on my face at the thought. I tried one more time to get out of his hold. This time, I succeeded. I went to the closet and picked out a a white tulle skirt and a black V-neck and paired it with silver ballet flats. I walked out of the kitchen and by that time, Bray was awake. And topless. He was only in his boxers and stretching and it was hard not to drool. He noticed me and smiled.

"Hey G," he said. What, no Gigi?

"Who's Gigi?" I asked, smirking. He looked confused and then realization hit him. But instead of blushing like I would have, he smiled and looked kind of distant or dreamily.

"Someone from my past that was pretty darn good," he said. My heart shattered. And here I was thinking it was me.

"Whatever," I mumbled and threw the dirty clothes in a corner.

"You look nice, G," he said. I nodded.

"Thanks, now can you get out?" I asked. He smiled and got out. I sighed. I swiftly swiped lip gloss on my lips and went downstairs. I looked around. Axel wasn't home yet and he didn't even call me. I wonder where he is.

"Giselle, want strawberries or bananas?" Seth asked. There were pancakes on the table.

"Both," I smiled. He rolled his eyes.

"You're such a little piggy," he joked. I scrunched up my nose and make an 'oink' sound, which received a smile from him.

"Whoa, didn't know I walked into Old McDonald's farm." I turned around and there was an amused Bray. He was wearing cargo shorts and a red and white striped polo. It fitted him. Everything fitted him. Even if he was in his birthday suit. Alright, mental image! Drool!

"I'm a piggy!" I squealed. He laughed.

"I'm so the rooster," Seth said.

"Moo, I'm a cat," Bray said. I gave him a funny look.

"Cats don't moo, silly duck!" I said, punching him arm lightly. I may have been a little high.

"Cats can do anything they want. I'm a cat that moos," he said, sticking his tongue out at me.

"Whatever Bray, you're so lame. I'm cooler. I'm a piggy," I said. He rolled his eyes.

"You wish you were a cat that mooed," he said. I shook my head.

"Na-uh," I insisted.

"Are we four?" Seth asked, laughing.

"No, we are not Mr.Rooster," I said.

"We're five!" Bray exclaimed. We all started cracking up. Then, the front door open and closed. In walked Axel. Suddenly, the mood was gone and Seth was giving Axel dirty looks.

"Hey baby," he said. I smiled.

"How was your friends?" I asked.

"Awesome, best time ever," he said. I nodded.

"Good, go change and head down for breakfast," I said. He smelled funny. He nodded and went upstairs. I turned to Bray and smiled at him. He had a look on his face.

"What's wrong, kitten?" I asked.

"Nothing," he said. He had a funny look and it looked like he wanted to say something but didn't. Seth didn't look any different from his glaring state. I quickly finished my breakfast and went upstairs. Right as I entered the room, Axel swiftly said 'bye' and hung up the phone. Who was he talking to?

"Hey," I said. He went over to me and kissed me on the cheek.

"Wait here, I'll take a shower and maybe we can hang out," he said. I nodded and went over to the bed. As he entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. I grabbed his phone and scrolled through his recent calls. The most recent one was a weird number I haven't seen before. My finger was on the call button. Ready to call the mystery person. Should I call? Shouldn't I trust him?