Chapter 7

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I wake up to the warm sun on my face. I opened up my eyes, and for the first time in a long time I don't regret waking up, because I know I will see him again.

With the thought of Dakota in my head I jump up and get ready, it's the weekend, so there is no school and I have to go to work at one.

I grab a light pink cardigan and a white tank top. Then I grab some dark jeans, and my undergarments. Once I get all my stuff I go to the shower.

The hot water feels so good down my back, nothing can ruin my mood today. Dad left a message late last night saying he won't be home till Monday so that means, I have the whole weekend to myself.

I wash my hair with my favorite peaches and cream shampoo and conditioner. I scrub my body and shave.

 After I get dressed I brush my teeth, and blow dry my hair. I'm not even going to bother putting make up on. It's to much work, and my bruise isn't even that bad.

I run down stairs and jump on the couch with a blanket, with full intention on watching a movie or two until work, but I for some reason just couldn't sit still.

 Maybe I should go visit Dakota. He did say to come over when ever I wanted, but maybe he doesn't want me over. I don't want to anoy him.

Before I could talk my self out of it, I was up off the couch and on my way to Dakota's house.

I slightly knock on the door and wait for him. After a few seconds my worry starts to set in, and I turn around and get off the steps about to make a run for it when Dakota answers the door.

 "Wait, I'm here. Sorry was busy." Dakota says while opening the doors wider. Then I notice it. He is in his sweat pants, only his sweat pants, and his dog tags.

 Oh my...his pants cut down low, and all I notice is how toned and fit he actually is. He is running a towel through his hair drying it, he must have been in the shower.

 Before he can notice me staring, I walk back up on the porch, "Hey...I was just coming over to visit. I don't have to go to work till one so I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out till then, but now I notice it was a bad idea, so I'm just going to go..." I say while turning around to leave.

Before I can walk away, I feel Dakota grab my hand, and I turn back around. "No, please stay, I'm sure we can find something to do." He says and then the butterflies start and I'm sure I start to blush.

"Okay." we go back in and he slips a grey T shirt on, thank the gods, because if he would have left it off I don't think I would be able to carry on a conversation with him.

"I just got out of the shower I was about to make some breakfast, would you like some?" Dakota asks as he walks toward the kitchen.

I wasn't hungry till he brought it up, now I am, "Yes please. Would you like some help?" I say following after him.

I heard him chuckle, I wonder what he's laughing at. I hope it's not me.

•••Dakota's•••

When I opened the door earlier and I saw LillyAnn I honestly thought I was stuck in time.

She was wearing a pink sweater like thing and dark jeans with brown boots, she looks beautiful. I could smell her intoxicating smell of peaches, and I became the happiest, like always when she's around, watching her ramble and blush, from seeing me with out my shirt on.

Last night when I left her asleep and I came home I could not get her off my mind. I had planned on going to her work place later and seeing her, but she came to me first.

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