Not with a Fizzle, But with a Bang (The Bang Series #1)

Chapter 21

I wake up with my head on Christians chest and his hand rubbing my back, I peek up at him, "Good morning," he murmurs.

I bite my lip, "Good morning."

He frowns, "Don't bite your lip."

I pout, "It's a habit."

"That you need to break."

I sigh and lay my head back against his chest, he runs his hand over my hip and freezes when my shirt moves, "What?" I ask.

He looks down at me and kisses my forehead, "I forgot to put a pair of boxers on you last night."

I bite my lip again out of habit and he groans, "Stop biting your lip."

I let it go and he sighs as he pulls me on top of him, "Sit up," he orders.

I narrow my eyes, "Why?"

He pouts and I roll my eyes and sit up, straddeling his lap as he leans against a pile of pillows, "Tell me the truth, are you feeling okay?"

I nod, "I'm feeling fine."

He frowns and grips my hips, "Em..."

I shake my head, "I'm fine, but are you?"

His eyes widen, "What does that mean?"

I shrug as I grip his forearm to steady myself, "I think you feel guilty."

"Guilty?"

I nod, "Guilty for taking my virginity, after I'd been drinking. Even though I told you a few times that it was okay."

He gulps and cups my chin, "I just don't want you regretting it."

I bite my lip, "I don't, and I won't," he sighs and lays his head back to look at me, still holding my cheek. I grip his arm and play with his fingers, "Christian, if I hadn't wanted to have sex with you I wouldn't have had sex with you. It's that simple."

He meets my eyes, "So we're okay?"

I nod, "Yes, perfectly okay."

He sighs and cups my face with both hands, brushing his nose against my own, "Care to get in the shower with me?"

I frown, "Is that a good idea?"

He sighs and his expression looks troubled, "It's Saturday morning, we have today and tomorrow before we return to work, and we can spend it any way you want."

I bite my lip and gulp as he looks at me, "Are you sure?"

He nods and cups my cheek, "I'm positive. Shower?" I nod and he kisses my jaw, "Good, now I'll go start it, you get yourself some clothes out."

He picks me up as he stands and sets me down in front of him with a single kiss on my forehead.

I look through my clothes and realize I have no idea what I want to wear, so I head to the bathroom. I find Christian splashing his face with water, he glances at me, "You didn't get your clothes."

I roll my eyes, "I'm the type of person who has to step outside before I chose what to wear."

He smirks and steps toward me, I hold out my hand, "Don't you dare."

He chuckles, "I wouldn't, you don't have pants on."

I stick my tongue out at him and he steps around me, "I'll get towels."

I start to shut the door and he stops me, "What are you doing?"

I give him a look, "What do you think?"