❝CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME HOW A FAMOUS BALLERINA IS FRIENDS WITH A FAMOUS FOOTBALLER❞
Lennox Rousseau's past catches up to her when her estranged friendship with multiple English footballers is rekindled.
[RUBEN LOFTUS-CHEEK X OC]
[COMPLETED]
When Lennox woke up, her sense of smell was the first one that came back to her; the pillow she laid on smelt oddly of Ruben's cologne. When she opened her ocean blue eyes, she saw the dark, chiseled, shirtless chest of Ruben Loftus-Cheek before her.
Now, anytime in her life where Lennox was about to panic, she'd take a step back and assess the situation before spiraling out of control. Usually, she came to a reasonable conclusion and talked herself back from the edge. This time.... she couldn't. But, she did do her best to remain calm.
"Mornin' Lenny," Ruben mumbled out as he woke up, noticing the blonde beneath him also blinking herself awake.
Lennox couldn't really say "Good morning" or pretend like everything was okay; she had just slept with her ex-boyfriend! She couldn't help herself, though, and as Ruben's fingers ran down her spine, she arched her back so her front pressed against his, her eyes rolling to the back of her head and fluttering shut.
"Oh, my God," she mumbled in complete ecstasy as his hands slid down her body until they landed between her legs. It wasn't like she had a hazy view of what went down last night.
She remembered it all; unfortunately, her tipsy state convinced her it was a good idea to sleep with Ruben.
"You good, mate?" Ruben asked as he noticed her breathing alter.
Lennox rolled her eyes, wrapping her fingers around his wrist and pulling his hand away from her core and back to his side. "We just had sex. Do you really think referring to me as 'mate' is the proper thing to do?"
"To be quite honest, I've never cared for proper in my life, Lenny," he responded, turning to lay on his back as his arms came up so his head could rest on his hands. The position certainly flexed his muscles and that was all Lennox could think about. "Sorry, is this distracting, love?" Ruben rhetorically asked, knowing fully well that it was.
Lennox, however, had a decent amount of pride in her and refused to admit defeat. "I have no idea what you're talking about." She sat up in bed, turning to face Ruben as the duvet accidentally slipped down her chest before she adjust it. "Oops."
"Oh," Ruben started, "that's just not fair." He sat up himself, his back resting against his headboard; Lennox admired it.
And then, she turned to the rest of his room. She'd never been inside his flat before. "So, this is where you live?"
"Don't sound so disappointed," he teased.
"I'm not," she defended rather quickly before realizing so; she then softly placed a comforting hand on his forearm. "I'm not," she repeated, her tone under control this time. "Compared to the flat I live in with Logan and Bekah, this place is a dream."
"Yeah, yeah," he brushed off, sure that she was just saying it to butter him up. He patted her leg. "Come on, let's eat some breakfast."
He got out of bed and pulled on a pair of joggers that hung low on his hips before stumbling out of his room. Lennox took a moment to appreciate that though she woke up utterly freaked, it didn't seem too big of a distaste to Ruben. He wasn't talking about regretting it or rushing her out of his flat; Lennox took that as a good sign.
She quickly checked her phone, her heart racing as she saw the onslaught of texts from her friends, all worrying about her whereabouts. She quickly replied to all of them, adding a quick message to her roommates chat with Lo and Bekah, stating that she'd explain it all later. She decided she could text Trent back later; it wasn't urgent.
Before Lennox could get out of bed, Ruben walked back in with a tray in his hands. He rested the tray, full of fruits and two glasses of orange juice on the bed beside Lennox.
"What's this?"
"You were taking too long," he shrugged his shoulders. "Besides, we can watch some football in here." He pointed to his TV just as a mischievous thought grew in Lennox's head. Ruben seemed to notice the smirk growing on her face. "What?"
"What do you say to messing with Jesse and them this fine morning?"
Ruben's own smirk grew on his face. "What were you thinking?"
"Stand still."
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