High Hopes|✔

Chapter 35

L E V I ' S  P O V

I wanted to taste her again.

There she was, just lying down on the bed and reading a book that she brought along with her.

How was it still possible for her to look indescribably beautiful even though her hair was placed in a messy bun and her face was void of any makeup?

She was wearing a large, yellow T-shirt. My large yellow T-shirt, along with knee-high socks with no bra on. I could feel the stirring of my blood and I quickly thought of something revolting to tame the beast inside of me.

And somehow, the first thing that came to my head was Amanda.

Yup, I was soft again.

"You're staring," She said quietly as she rested her book on her lap, sitting up for a quick moment on her elbows. The sheet fell from her chest and her nipples were revealed through the thin material of my shirt.

"Can't I just stare? Is it a crime?" I asked as I closed down my laptop.

A sexy grin made its way on her face, "No, but you're doing work. Concentrate on that," She told me as she crawled and laid on her stomach, her feet in the air and head in both of her hands which were propped up on her elbows.

Since she wanted to read her book, she said that it was only fair that I sorted out anything at work now.

"I can't when you're over there looking extremely delicious," I chastised as I folded my arms over my naked chest.

She blushed and hid her face in her hands, making a space between her fingers every moment to peek at me.

"Can we go for a swim?" She changed the subject.

"Is that supposed to make me feel any better?" I tilted my head to the side with a teasing grin. "Seeing you in a bathing suit? Sounds tempting," I bit my bottom lip as I swiped a hand beneath my jaw.

She rolled on her back with an amused laugh as she stared up at the ceiling with a smile, her feet perfectly pointed in the air.

"Just keep your hands to yourself. I'm still sore," She said. "It's only 1 PM." She stated.

I ran my hand through my hair with a sigh, "I guess a swim sounds nice. In the pool or at the beach?" I questioned as I placed my laptop in its casing.

She thought for a while, "I guess the pool's good." She mumbled.

I got up from my seat, stalking over to her figure as she looked at me upside-down from her position on the bed, her curly hair touching the floor as her head hung off the bed.

The corner of my lips twitched as I walked directly in front of her, taking her thighs in my arms and lifting her feet around my neck so that she was hanging from my neck by her feet, her back pressed against my body.

She let out a squeak of surprise which soon turned into a giggle of excitement as I walked us over to our suitcases.

I then placed my hand on her waist to relieve some of the pressure around my neck, her hair dangling with every step that I made.

"You know, you haven't let me walk anywhere since last night," She giggled.

I hummed, "You said you're sore, didn't you?" I smiled.

Suddenly, she hoisted herself up so that her arms could rest on top of my head, then she loosened her feet and snaked her legs around my waist, her arms interlaced behind my neck.

It was hard to mask my surprise as she was situated face to face with me, her head slightly tilted to the side in a lopsided grin.

My hands immediately flew up to grip her thighs around my waist out of instinct.