The Unfortunate Girl

Chapter 8

I wake up with Dakota's arm around me, and I have to admit, it is the best feeling I have ever felt. His warm breath, which is actually minty is fanning the back of my neck.

He is making every hair on my body stand up, but I don't want to wake him. Not only do I not want to disturb him, but I honestly don't want him to let go of me.

As if he could read my mind he tightens his arms around me, snuggling me father in to him. I'm not complaining though, it feels great.

His body heat is radiating off of him to me. If I wasn't laying down I would have fallen from week knees.

He moves his head to the crook of my neck, and inhales. He must be up. I turn to face him, but his face is closer then I thought. We come nose to nose.

I let out a little squeal and then we both just laugh. Both our laughs are kind of drowned  from our morning drowsiness.

"Good morning." He says while pulling me closer to him.

"Good morning." I say while trying to untangle my self from him, don't get me wrong I loved being that close to him, but I need to get up and get home.

Dad said he would be home tomorrow, and he would flip out if he knew I was here. He looks at me and then sits up.

"Is something wrong?" he asks while sitting up with shock on his face.

I stand up next to the bed and look down at him. I smile to reassure him everything is okay, "No, it's just...I don't want to risk anything being here. My dad would be very mad..." I say on edge, because I know he gets mad when I bring up dad.

"He isn't coming home till tomorrow, is he?" He said standing up and nearing me.

"Well, yeah but I don't want to risk it, he could come home early. He would not be very happy with me he might..." I say looking down.

He raises my head so I'm looking directly at him. "That won't happen, I won't let it." He says while moving his thumb back and fourth on my cheek.

Then he starts giving me the puppy dog eyes, "Please I have an amazing day planned for us..."

Us, I like the way that sounds.

Right then he gets down on his knees, and starts singing. Yes you heard me right, actually full blown singing.

I bite my lip to keep from letting out a snort, but it doesn't work I still bust out laughing. "Fine, if I must." I say looking down at him and rolling my eyes playfully.

"Eeepppp"

I let out a yelp, because Dakota grabs me by me legs and throws me over his back while he spins around. "Oh I think you must Ms. Allen." He says getting dizzy and starting to slow down.