Never giving up on you - Completed.

23.

[A/N: This is a small filler chapter, it's cute and fluffy and dorky and boring, sorry.]

Caity

When I woke up the next day it was still early, and really gloomy and misty outside; Manhattan wasn't even visible on the other side of the river. I sighed deeply and stretched, and my hand touched Austin's arm. He was still asleep, laying on his stomach with his arms under his pillow and his face half hidden it. His eyes were twitching behind his eyelids and as always so were his legs. I watched him move around for a while, until he twitched himself awake with a shock and furrowed his eyebrows while grunting and opening his eyes. When he saw me his face softened and he closed his eyes again, smiling.

'Morning,' he mumbeled. I shoved in his direction and kissed him.

'Hey sleepy.'

'Hmm.' Austin sighed deeply and seemed to fall back asleep again. I softly crawled out of bed and put on one of the soft, warm robes that hang in the bathroom before finding out the suite we stayed in actually existed out of two rooms; the bedroom and a living room with a small kitchen. Austin and I had been so caught up into each other that we hadn't even looked further than the bed- and the bath room, and I chuckled while thinking about our wild night last night.

I strolled through the luxurious living room and put on the tv before deciding to make myself a cup of tea. Then I sat down in a comfortable chair, pulled my legs in and watched the news for a while until I heard Austin stumbling around.

'Cait?,' he said loudly.

'I'm here!'

'Where's here? Where are y – Oh wow!' He walked through the double doors that led from the bedroom to the other room. 'We have a living room?'

'Apparently,' I answered, laughing at his puzzled morning face and taking a sip of my tea.

'This place is even bigger than my apartment,' Austin shivered. 'It's cold.'

'You're barely wearing anything.' He looked down to his boxers and then smiled goofily, running his hand through his hair. I put my mug down and walked up to him, flinging my arms around his waist and looking up to him.

'Guess what?'

'What?'

'I'm hungry.' Austin laughed loudly and shook his head.

'What's new?,' he asked while kissing the tip of my nose. 'Roomservice?' The smirk on his lips made me chuckle, but I shook my head.

'I was thinking about getting some breakfast in the city.' Austin's eyes went from me to the window and he frowned.

'What city?,' he asked. I looked back at the misty world outside. 'It's still so early!'

'It's almost eight. If we want to do some cool stuff while in New York, we need to start now,' I answered, letting go of him and walking back into the bedroom to find some clothes.

'But –'

'But what?,' I asked while dropping the bathrobe to the floor. I heard Austin inhale softly and I looked over my shoulder. He was staring at me, his eyes trailing over my naked body from top to toe. Then he walked up to me and kissed me passionately. I laughed and pulled him unto the bed, knowing exactly what he wanted.

We got right into it when his phone went off. I broke away from him and looked at his nightstand, but Austin pulled my face back and kissed me again.

'Not important,' he muttered while his phone didn't stop ringing. It drew my attention again and he sighed, rolled over on his back and took his phone.