I wake up at my own personal pace that had somehow grown on me since I moved here. My body itself has turned into my alarm, wakening me at this ascertain time of morning. I briefly blink as the blur covering my eyes slowly dissapears.
I wake up with Jordan next to me, actually, I was cuddled into him, his arms protectively wrapped around me.
My face was pressed against his bare chest. I didn't want to move. He was warm, comfortable, and he smelled amazing.
"You're awake," he says mumbling his words into my hair and I feel him smile. His morning voice is so cute and honestly, I could listen to it all day. He inhales a deep breath.
"You feeling okay?" he asks as I continue to brush my hair out of my face.
"Yeah," I say, shrugging, my hair bouncing lightly off my shoulders. I yawn and stretch my arms, humming to myself as he smiles at me.
"Are you sure? Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Really, I'm fine. Thanks though."
I pull away from him but he still has his arms around me. "Where are you going?" he asks, raising an eyebrow at me.
I shrug because I don't have a reasonable nor suitable answer. I just don't feel right around Jordan. Though I loved being close to him, I didn't like this and I couldn't bring myself to.
He pulls me back into him and my head falls on his chest as I feel the warmth of his body against my own.
I liked him being next to me but it didn't feel anywhere near how it had felt with Connor. Ugh, Connor. I try to push the thoughts of him to the back of my mind. I don't want anything more to do with him anymore, I'm only landing myself in trouble with a guy like him. He would only make my life worse than it is already.
I turned my head so that I was facing Jordan. He looked down at me but his face held no emotion, at least none that could be easily spotted.
I look away from him because for some odd reason, I feel awkward making eye contact with him but I can't help but stare at his slightly tanned torso.
"I bet you like what you see," he smirks, chuckling.
I roll my eyes. "Well, at this time, there's not much else to see," I answer, sarcasm in my voice.
"Well..."
My cheeks burned then as I knew where he could go with this. His soft laugh erupted, filling the room as I turn my face into my neck in an effort to hide my blushing.
"It's okay, no need to blush. I wouldn't mind," he cheekily smirks and my cheeks turn a darker shade of red.
I shift my body so I'm lay next to him and he puts his arm around me as I rest my head on his pillow.
Jordan suddenly presses his lips against my neck, causing me to lose control of my body as I breathe heavily, he caught me off guard. I stay where I am, feeling his lips gently trail along my neck.
I was now straddling his waist, turning my head to allow him to find the soft spot in my neck. His soft kisses were overwhelming but they started to get rough quickly as he moved quickly.
He moved to my mouth and I kissed him back which surprised us both, his kiss sloppy and fast but not so aggressive.
He pulls away and our foreheads touch. "Caitlin?"
"Yeah?"
"Me or Connor?"
"What?" I gasp.
