The Senior Still Loves The Freshman - Sequel

The Senior Still Loves The Freshman Chapter 6

"Oh Alex, hey, how are you?" Finn asked walking over to me.

He gave me a quick hug.

"What are you doing here?"

"My parents let me tag along,"

"Why?"

"I wanted to see everyone, see your new life, see you. It's been a long time,"

"Eight years,"

"Man, time flies by,"

"Listen to me closely, Finn, I do not want you to ruin anything for me. In other words don't do something stupid,"

"You have no need to fear,"

"Good," I said walking away. "Oh, don't talk to me either,"

He looked a little hurt but nodded his head anyway.

I smiled and walked into the kitchen.

Derek was making me and himself a plate of food.

"Thanks honey," I said taking my plate from him and kissing his cheek.

"No problem, love,"

I left the kitchen and went into the living room to mingle.

People started to leave the house around eleven.

Derek and I cleaned up the house and got ready for bed.

Shortly after Derek and I were in an intense make out, when the phone started to ring.

We ignored it; whoever it is can call back tomorrow or leave a message.

Our clothes were shedding when the phone rang again.

It rang five more times before I answered it.

"Hello?" I asked with an annoyed tone.

"Alex?" asked a familiar chirpy voice.

I rolled my eyes. "What?"

"I left my jacket at your house,"

I sighed. "You had to call now? I'm in the middle of something important,"

"What's that?" Finn asked.

I paused. "Nothing that concerns you,"

There was a wait before he replied. "I'll stop by tomorrow,"

"You don't have to,"

"No, no, I'll see you soon. Bye my love,"

I hung up the phone and put it back on the charger. I kissed Derek and we picked up where we left off.

*****

I opened my eyes slowly rolled over so I was facing Derek.

I smiled at his sleeping face and looked at the clock.

Seven fifteen.

The only reason I was awake was because someone was mowing their lawn.

Who does that this early?

I slowly got out of bed and put on my robe. It was short and white silk.

I walked downstairs, as I did I saw Finn mowing my lawn.

I sighed loudly and opened the door.

He saw me and smiled.

Finn turned off the lawn mower and walked over to me.

He was shirtless and sweaty.

His body had changed, for the better.

Not that I cared.