YOU [RT] ✓

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C H A P T E R T W E N T Y O N E

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olivia's point of view

I rolled over and groaned as half my body landed flush against half of Roger's. I tried to close my eyes to drift back off into sleep due to the colder weather on my bare body making me want to snuggle up, but Roger draping his arm over my back while beginning to massage me made it incredibly difficult.

I was sore from our, well, physical activity, last night. It was amazing nonetheless and I felt incredibly successful after making Roger feel the way he did last night, as I'm sure he probably felt the same way about me, considering I couldn't keep quiet.

Roger rolled onto his back and pulled me closer to him, making me snuggle while also pulling the blanket around me covering my completely bare body, also making me think where my underwear ended up.

"Good morning baby." Roger greeted as he kissed my forehead while I yawned.

"Morning my love."

"You alright?" He asked, as he continued massaging my lower back.

"I'm sore-oh my god right there please." I said as he pressed on a specific spot. He pressed a bit harder in circles as I hummed in response. After a few vigorous minutes he stoped and pulled me onto his chest and brushed the hair out of my face.

"You were the best last night." Roger mumbled to me with a smirk prominent on his face.

"Really?" I said as I quirked my brow. "You were pretty good yourself." I said and he just giggled in response.

"Y'know you act like this big top rockstar who can handle anything but really you're probably a bigger softie than me."

"Oh really? You wanna test me baby?"

"Yeah, and I'm not going back on my word now. You're my witness." I said as I slapped his bare shoulder lightly.

"Okay, I've already got the perfect little 'test' of sorts in mind." He said with a wink.

"Get your mind out of the gutter." I said, not knowing whether that's what he was really thinking.

"It's nothing close to that darling." He said, plain face present as he shrugged.

"Well what is it?" I asked as I sat up, bring the blanket round my body, looking around to find my underwear to see that it's just behind me sitting on my blanket. I slip it on then sit back on Roger's torso, one leg either side of his body and I stare down at him, the blonde mess all over the pillow his head is lying on.

"You're so pretty." I said, smiling as I pinched his cheek. I had suddenly become all giddy. I lay down on his torso and kiss my favourite spots on his chest and at the bottom of his neck in between his collarbone.

"What's the time?" He asked me as I lay completely on his chest, our bare chested bodies going flush against each other.

I looked over to the clock on our bedside table. "9:07." I said, my eyes suddenly widening as Roger returned the same look, instantly laughing at me. "What's wrong O?"

"Rog! Why aren't you at the studio yet?"

"Here comes you're softie test." He mumbled.

"What?" I asked, completely clueless.