I woke to rain pounding on the roof as lightning lit up my room. Pulling the cover to my chin, I tried to go back to sleep. The noise outside was getting louder.
Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes. A face flashed behind the glass.
"Titus?" I threw off the blankets and hurried to the window. Throwing it open, I moved out of the way so he could climb inside.
"You're soaking wet," I said, closing the window.
"I was worried." He hugged me. "My dad got a call from yours." He tightened his hold. "I'm so sorry, Aden. I didn't mean for anyone to find out."
"It's just as much my fault," I whispered. "I wanted to see you, too."
We parted.
"I'll get you a towel." I slipped from my room to the bathroom. Grabbing a bundle, I hurried back.
Titus took them and started rubbing his hair dry. He slipped off his shorts. I picked them up and went back to the bathroom. I rang them out in the sink and put them over the edge of the tub. When I returned, Titus was sitting on the bed, staring out the window.
He smiled at me. "Come here."
I hurried to him.
Titus put an arm around me. "Are you okay?"
"I'll handle it." I wrung my hands in my lap. "I punched Chris in the face."
Chuckling, Titus kissed the side of my head. "I wish I could've seen it."
"I wish no one else had."
He sighed. "You're all wet."
"It's your fault."
"Yes, it is." Titus lifted my shirt over my head.
I took off my sweats as well and moved with him to the corner. He propped a pillow behind him as I lay on his chest. Pulling the covers over our bodies, Titus draped an arm around my waist.
"When do you have to leave?"
"I thought we could have a sleepover." He kissed the top of my head. "It's been a while."
"Yeah," I breathed. "What about your dad?"
"Either way, he's going to be here in the morning to talk with yours. I'm already in trouble whether I stay or not."
I scooted further up and rested my head on his shoulder. Lightning flashed, and thunder cracked soon after. I flinched and curled into Titus.
"That's pretty close," he laughed.
"Hmm..."
"Are you scared?"
"No," I stated. "It's just loud." Thunder shook the walls.
He laughed softly in my ear. "Are you sure, Aden?"
"I've had a horrible day, so don't make it worse."
"Sorry." He kissed my cheek.
I sat up and pressed my lips to his. He grabbed the back of my head, and we disappeared under the covers. His hand slipped lower. I arched into him and deepened the kiss. We parted to catch our breath.
"You're, you know," he teased.
I gave him an unimpressed look. "So are you, jackass."
***
I opened my eyes to see the room slowly fill with light. Titus shifted behind me. My hips ached. We clearly took things too far last night. I rolled over and was immediately pulled back. Titus tucked my head under his chin.
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Demon: Book 1
General Fiction-Demon Series: Book 1- Aden Perri has problems. The last day of school his girlfriend calls it quits. And proceeds to move on a little too quickly. His friends disappear, leaving him to spend the summer alone. His mother buys...
