Damon
When I wake up in the morning Elle is laying on top of the left side of my body and I smile down at her.
I move a little bit to get comfortable but stop when she stirs in her sleep. She moves her leg up higher in my waist and it rubs up against a very sensitive spot in my body making me hiss.
I need to move. Now.
I carefully scoot over as little as possible until she's laying on bed and not on me, thanking god she doesn't wake up as I grab a fresh pair of sweats and boxers and make my way, painfully, into my bathroom.
A long COLD shower later, I walk shirtless into my bedroom to find Elle still sleeping soundly in my bed.
Boy, could I get used to that sight.
I decide to not wake her and make my way down stairs to make coffee and breakfast.
After about an hour of cooking and listening to music I make my way back up the stairs with a cup of coffee in hand for Elle but see a disheveled bed and Elle not in it. I'm about to look around the house for her but I hear her talking in the bathroom.
"No Lea I didn't fuck him!" My eyes widen in surprise as I walk closer to the door. I know I shouldn't spy on her conversation but obviously this is about me.
"But you wanted to?" I hear a muffled voice which I'm guessing is Lea on the other end of the phone.
"I didn't say that, but... I mean.." she mumbles and I smirk to myself.
"Ha! I knew it! You little slut."
"I'm not a slut." She defends herself and I hear laughing over the phone.
"Yeah yeah, where is lover boy anyways? He can't hear you talking about him?"
"Don't make it sound like I'm talking bad! And I don't know. He might be downstairs but I called you as soon as I woke up."
"Well I'm still at Andrews, you think you can pick me up and we can go back home?"
"Yeah, um I'll see, can I call you back in a bit?"
"Sure, but hey Elle?"
"Yeah?"
"Morning sex is WAY better." With that I chuckle and walk back downstairs where Elle meets me moments later, still wearing my T-shirt.
"Good morning." She sits on a stool at the kitchen counter bar and I stand on the other side placing a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs in front of her.
"Good morning gorgeous." She blushes before she thanks me for the food and begins eating as I sit next to her and do the same.
How can she look so beautiful just sitting there eating pancakes? It shouldn't even be possible.
"So I have to go pick up Lea, but my other cousins truck is still at The Spot. Would I be asking to much if we picked her up and you drove us back to the bar?" She asks with a hopeful face and of course I say yes. What kind of man would I be if I left her to figure it out on her own?
YOU ARE READING
The Hot Coach
Romance"Detention Ms. Carter!" His big hands slam down on his desk and his eyebrows furrow together in frustration. I look up innocently and bite my lip. "Yes sir." I bury my face in my computer to hide my smile as he turns back towards the board. ~~~~~ "...
