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I woke up the next morning sprawled out across Tom's chest. I carefully moved and stretched out against the pillows. I was really sore, especially my legs and hips. I dared a glance at the alarm clock, it wasn't even eight am yet. I turned onto my side and stretched again, before letting myself drift back to sleep.

When I woke again, the clock said noon. That's a little better. I turned over to find Tom's spot empty. I sat up and yawned. I was still really sore. I wasn't surprised, it'd been nine months since I'd had sex (If that's what you could call it that last time, I hadn't been interested and I just laid there and took it, faking it.) and over a year since I'd had any decent sex. What I had last night, that was beyond great, and I'm pretty sure I'd never had that.

I could hear the shower running and music playing in the bathroom. Fuck, I really had to pee. The pressure in my bladder was near dire. I shifted uncomfortably and begged to the gods that he didn't take much longer. I didn't dare move too much, in fear of the pain it was causing. I carefully laid back down and curled into a fetal position and waited patiently.

It was about five minutes later when I heard the water turn off. Thank god. A few more moments and I'd be able to get relief. I heard the door open and then there he was. Would I ever get over how amazing he looked? Not to mention, he was naked and wet, and now I was horny. He didn't notice me watching as he pulled his jeans on. Oh, commando. I could work with this. He then left the room and I heard him in the kitchen.

I quickly got up and darted to the bathroom. Oh sweet Jesus, I made it just in time. Once I was done I assessed myself in the full length mirror. My lips were slightly swollen, my hair an absolute mess, and I had little red marks covering my breasts, stomach, and inner thighs. I looked like a girl who had been thoroughly fucked. I felt like it too.  Not that I was going to complain, I'd happily spend my life repeating last night through eternity. I went back into my room and pulled on a pair of PJ pants and a t-shirt, and went to see what Tom was doing.

Well, I'm an idiot, I said to myself as I passed by the half-bath. I forgot it was there, but I also never used it, so...yeah...I turned my attention to Tom, who was apparently making tea.

"I get could used to seeing you in my kitchen when I wake up." I said, making my presence known. He smiled at me.

"I could get used to being in it." He replied as I walked over to him. He pulled me into his arms and kissed the top of my head. "Did you sleep well?"

"Best nights sleep ever." I stood on my tip toes and tilted my head up. He leaned down and kissed me. His mouth was minty fresh, and I realized I'd hadn't brushed my teeth. I pushed the thought of how bad it must be away as he squeezed me tightly. He was warm and smelled really good. I realized he'd used my soap in the shower, damn, that was super sexy. 

"Are you hungry?" He asked. "I can make you something." 

"I'm not really hungry. I might have a bowl of cereal later." I rested my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beating. Thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump. 

"Well, we've got several hours until the party tonight, what do you want to do?" He asked.

I honestly wasn't sure. Usually when I had free time, I stayed in bed and fucked around on Facebook while I streamed something on my laptop. These days, my free time was consumed with going over scripts and re-reading sections of the book so I could maintain my Evan head space. I shook my head in response to him. I peeled myself away and sat down at the table. 

Entertainment was the last thing on my mind. I was thinking more about mature matters.

"So, right before coming here, I went off my birth control." I said leaning back against the wall and looking at him. He nodded and sat across from me. "Not because it was being wasted by my lack of a sex life, but because it was causing problems with my health. I'm getting ready to go to college, my life is total chaos, the last thing I need to worry about is getting pregnant."

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