Teach Me, Daddy

Chapter 23

I wake up to the sound of my alarm blaring loudly. I groan and try to get up when I realize there is an arm draped across my body. I gently pick it up and place it down next to its owner. I glance over at Claire who lays on her stomach with her face facing me. I smile and press the snooze button. I lay back down and face her.

"Claire," I whisper as I look her face over. She is really pretty. Her skin is almost as white as mine and her bone straight, caramel, hair was messily sprawled across her pillow and a few strands covered her face. She had a few light freckles across her cheeks and sprinkling her nose. "Claire, it's time to wake up." I chuckled, baffled as to how she slept through my alarm.

I heard a soft groan from her as she pulled her arm to cover her face up. I giggled. "Come on, I'm going to take a quick shower. And my alarm is gonna go off again in like ten minutes so just be prepared for that. I quickly got undressed staying in my bra and underwear so that I could take a shower. I watched as Claire uncovered her face and moved the strands of hair away. She shyly looked over my body making me feel awkward and now I felt stupid for undressing in front of her.

"I like your body. It's very beautiful." She sleepily smiled before flipping over in the bed. I smiled a little bit at the unexpected compliment and then I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my body. I walked to the restroom and hopped in the shower. Because I still had to take Claire to her house, I made it a quick 15-minute shower. When I got out, the restroom was filled with steam and when I opened the door the cold air felt like an amazing embrace compared to the heat. My hair stuck to my skin from the water and I desperately wished for it to stop dripping all over my mostly dried body. When I entered my room I saw Claire sitting criss-cross applesauce on my bed, playing a game on her phone.

"I'm gonna get dressed, okay," I informed her, hoping she'd understand not to look at me as I got dressed. She hummed a quiet "mhm" in response. I walked to my dresser and pulled on a black lace thong and a black bra. I then threw on a grey crop top and some blue jean shorts before I applied some mascara and highlight. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided to wear converse with the outfit I had so brilliantly put together. I then added a big, cozy sweater and brushed my hair through. I blow dried it so it wouldn't be dripping on my clothes and then I grabbed my brag and grabbed Mr.Porter's keys.

"You ready?" I asked her. She nodded her head and stood up off of my bed and put her shoes on. I picked the pizza box and plates up off of the floor and walked downstairs, Claire following swiftly behind me. I threw the box in the trash and place the plates in the sink before walking outside of my house. To my advantage, nobody was downstairs due to it being so early. We got inside the car and I hooked my phone up to the Bluetooth. "What's your address?" I asked her opening up google maps.

She took my phone out of my hands, her fingertips gently brushing against mine and typed in her address. When she handed it back, I played "California Dreamin" by Sia and followed the directions to her house. As we pulled up, Claire's smile turned into a frown.

"Thank you!" She chirped and hopped out.

"Do you want me to take you to school?" I asked her, not sure if she was comfortable with me waiting for her as she got ready.

"Uh, no thank you. I'm gonna walk to school." She forced a small smile onto her face.

"Are you sure? It's like 2 and a half miles away from school, I mean seriously, I can wait for you to get ready." I tried but she shook her head and closed the door. I wonder why she didn't want me to take her to school, but I shrugged it off and watched as she squeezed through her door. And I mean, she literally squeezed through it, as if it couldn't open all the way. My phone began to ring, interrupting my music and I looked at the screen to see my boss calling me. Holy shit! I had totally forgotten about work, so much had been happening with Mr.Porter that it totally slipped my mind. The last time I was there, I was sick and my boss told me to take some time off.