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14; Don't call me that

It was warm the next morning. Let me rephrase that, my face was warm, no, it was on fire when I woke up.

    Does Eli have a third leg?

    My backside was pressed up against his front, and let me tell you, there were more than two of us enjoying the position. I could hear him snoring every few seconds as if his morning wood wasn't trying to get out of his sweatpants and into my shorts.

    Why did I wear these again?

    I turned around with a struggle to face him, my head resting a few inches away from his own. He looked so peaceful and unguarded, pretty. His blonde curls were resting all around his forehead and the pillow behind him and the same shade tinted his curled lashes.

    Why does he get to be so pretty? It's honestly unfair.

    I poked his cheek to wake him up. Well, I poked his cheek about twenty times before he popped an eye open.

He started to smirk once he saw me, "Mornin."

I could never do this again, that voice would give me a boner if it was physically possible.

"You and your little friend need to leave, I've got shit to do today," I glanced back down to the thin sheet covering his lower half that was now sticking up a bit.

I won't say I'm not impressed.

He smirked, "What can I say? I'm in bed with you, what'd you expect?" If it was any other day I might have used what little confidence I had left and launched right at him, but it was definitely not the time.

"Go home, stupido, take your friend with you." I gave him a sweet smile and hit him in the face with my pillow. "If you're not gone by the time I get out of the shower I'm gonna kill you." I pointed a finger at him as I hopped out of bed.

He threw his hands up in defense, "I'm goin', just give me a minute to get situated," He breathed deep and kept his hands on either side of his body, gripping the sheets with white knuckles.

I snorted, "Have fun with that." I waved my fingers tauntingly at him and went into the en suite, locking the door behind me. No way I would risk him coming in on accident, or on purpose for that matter.

***

    Surprisingly, Eli was actually gone by the time I creaked open the bathroom door in nothing but a towel around my body. The only thing that proved he was here in the first place was the lingering scent of his cologne on my sheets.

I totally wasn't sniffing my sheets like some type of weirdo. I would never do that.

I found a pair of black skinny jeans with holes in the knees, a plain white v-neck and my leather jacket in the mess around my floor and closet. I seriously needed to learn how to organize my shit.

Kaydence was still asleep on the couch when I got downstairs, Jackson was already cooking breakfast while everyone else sat around the kitchen table talking. I wasn't surprised Jack was here, it was a day for all of us. I was a little worried about how he got my address though, totally not creepy. At all.

    "Hey, breakfast?" Jack nodded over to a plate next to the stove full of chorizo and eggs. No matter how white we say he is, he can make a bomb ass mexican dish.

    "Thanks," I nodded and took the plate, sitting at the table in between Markos and Jay. Ruby was talking adimatley about some guy at school she thought was a creep and Mari just picked at the food on her plate. Luis didn't look much better, the bags under his eyes were purple and sunken, if he's losing sleep it shouldn't be over her.