Chapter Eight

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"Mm, babe, wake up." Jacky kissed the side of my neck. "We gotta stop spooning."
"I'm comfy." I said, turning to face him.
"I know, but my dad is coming today. We gotta get ready."
"Jacky, no, I'm comfy."
He got out of bed and pulled a shirt on. "Come on, Lizzie." He tugged on my arms until I was standing up. "You can take a shower first. I put shampoo, conditioner, and body wash in there."
I went though my suitcase and pulled out a t-shirt and non-ripped jeans. I went to the bathroom and quickly showered, then got dressed and brushed my hair. I went out into Jacky's old room and he took a shower. Twenty minutes later, while I did my makeup, he came out, dressed in black skinny jeans like me, and a Fender shirt. He came over and kissed my hair. "You smell like me."
"Huh."
"We gotta go down, grab breakfast." He checked the time. "He's gonna be here in like, soon!"
We went downstairs. "Hello Jacky, Elizabeth."
Jacky poured me a cup of coffee. "When's Dad gonna be here?"
"When?" A male voice asked. "Jacky, I'm here!"
Jacky grinned. "Hi, Dad."
"Is this Elizabeth?" He looked over at me.
"Hi, Mr. Vincent." I smiled.
"You're the infamous girl Jacky has been talking about. I can see why he likes you so much."
"Dad!" Jacky sighed in embarassment.
"I'm just messing with you, kid." He hugged his son. "I got to make sure Jacky is good enough for Elizabeth, here."

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