She's Got It Bad

Chapter 14

                                                 "Out of the Cast"

            I woke up wrapped in warmth. I snuggled into it and took a deep breath. I instantly recognized the smell. I smiled and wrapped my arms around the man that I loved. I remembered last night and it made my heart skip a beat. I couldn’t believe that I took his virginity.

            I slowly opened my eyes and yawned. Then I pulled myself away from him and stood up. I made my way over to the closet and pulled some clothes from it. It was hard trying to be quiet while getting dressed but I managed.

            When I was done I made my way out of the room and walked down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and saw Alex sitting at the counter with a cup of coffee in his hands.

            “Hey,” I said with a smile as I hobbled over to him.

            “Hey. Are you excited for today,” he asked.

            “Why would I be excited for today,” I asked.

            “Because it’s the day you get your casts off,” he said like I was stupid.

            “Oh my god. I totally forgot,” I said as I smacked my forehead.

            “I figured. I also know you did something naughty last night,” he said with a smirk.

            “Oh shut up,” I said laughing.

            “I’m glad you made up,” he said as he touched my arm.

            “I am too. I was really dreading having to dump him,” I said.

            “He was dreading it to,” he said with a smile.

            “So it WAS you. I figured,” I said got up and got something to drink.

            “Of course it was me. The poor guy was just sitting in here shell shocked,” he said laughing.

            “He was,” I asked.

            “Yeah. He looked destroyed. I couldn’t help but to tell him.”

            “I don’t mind. In the end you helped me so I can’t be mad about that,” I told him with a small smile.

            “Morning,” I heard. I turned to see Mrs. Taylor walking in with a smile on her face.

            “Good morning,” I said back.

            “Are you excited for today,” she asked me as she went to the coffee pot.

            “Absolutely. I’m getting right back to practice tomorrow,” I told her.

            “Practice,” she asked.

            “I dance at a club,” I explained.

            “For money,” she asked with a raised eyebrow.