Chapter Thirty-One

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I felt strong arms wrapped around my waist. His face was nuzzled in my neck, and I could feel his hot breath fanning my collarbone.

I love you...

I love you...

His angelic voice kept playing in my head over and over again, making the grin on my face grow wider with each passing second.

I felt like I was on cloud nine, and nothing else mattered. Even the bruises on my body stopped hurting.

What a good way to wake up to every morning.

"Princess, you awake?" His raspy voice brought me back to reality.

"Hmm," I replied lazily and turned around to face him.

Damn. His eyes were half open and his sexy bed hair was swept to one side.

Normal human beings would look really horrible in the morning, but he wasn't and never will be classified as normal, and that was why he looked so hot.

In fact, he looked even more scrumptious in the morning.

Wait, scrumptious?

Really? I guess it's still too early for my brain to function... Or he's really just too yummy.

Hmm. Alright, just snap out of it Caitlyn.

"So... good morning my princess," he smiled and planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Morning babe," I replied, smiling giddily at him.

And then, after realizing what I'd just said, I started blushing like a mad woman.

I just called him babe!

Where did those balls come from? It just rolled out of my tongue by itself so naturally.

Must be my morning hormones kicking into action.

Sensing my embarrassment, he gave me a lop-sided smile. "Aww, don't be embarrassed, princess. You should call me your babe more often. It sounds really good coming from your mouth."

Could my blush get even more evident?

Apparently, it could. My face changed to the color of a fully ripe tomato and I smacked his naked chest playfully.

Don't get the wrong idea. He was only topless and not naked. He usually sleeps with only his boxers on.

In case you're wondering why I'm sleeping next to him now...

Well, after our little confession outside the hospital, we headed back to his house for dinner. After we finished our meal, it rained pretty heavily outside.

Cliche. I know.

Brenny's parents felt that it wasn't safe for us to drive back now, and asked me to stay for the night. Obviously, I agreed almost immediately after informing my parents.

Even more stereotypical, I know.

Ha ha. You have no idea how amazing it felt to cuddle with Brenny and fall asleep with him right beside you. I could get used to doing this everyday in the future. I swear.

Hmm bad Caitlyn is coming out. I shouldn't hang out with my boyfriend so much. Now I'm beginning to think like him.

"Kiddos! Breakfast's ready!" Mrs Smith, or Georgia, like she preferred me to address her as, shouted from downstairs.

"Got it!" Brenny hollowed.

I tossed the comfy comforter away from us and stood up to stretch my body lazily. After putting my hair into a messy bun, I started walking to the bathroom.

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