DEVONTE MY BAD BOY

Chapter 19: -Steamy and Cuddly

DELILAH'S POV

SUNDAY

For once I woke up myself, no friends of mine staring at my horrid sleeping face, no seven year olds running past my door, no Melissa waking me up because I over slept and no Devonte coming to take me somewhere, Devonte.

I smile as I remember our date yesterday. Today all I wanted was to relax and keep that smile on my face.

I got up a few minutes later and headed to take a shower. Once I was done with my morning routine in the bathroom, I stepped out wrapped in my burgundy towel with my hair up in a messy bun, a few loose hairs running down my face. I checked the time, it was just a little bit past 10:30 in the morning.

Checking my wardrobe for something to wear, I decide on a black crop tank with matching booty shorts. I apply a bit of lip gloss, chapped lips are my only enemy, slide my feet into my furry slides, grab my phone and make my way downstairs.

I don't see anybody so I assume they're all asleep. I make myself a small breakfast, for once I'm not that hungry. I quickly whip up bacon and eggs with a cup of coffee.

Once I'm done I head to the upstairs parlor. It's smaller than the one downstairs but still as comfortable. It has four black recliners, two on each side of a gray sofa bed with a matching rug covering the floor of the whole room. Everything is arranged in a U-shape. To top it all off the walls are made of glass so you have a view of the colorful garden behind the house. There's also a curved flat screen tv at the centre of the room with a DVD player and play station as well as Xbox connected to it, boys, insert eye roll.

When I get to the parlour I pause. Dev is on the sofa bed with his legs stretched out in front of him, his back to the head of the sofa bed and his head hanging back on its edge. Right now his face is upside down and his position makes me giggle a bit.

As if sensing someone watching him he opens his eyes and I'm met with beautiful light brown orbs.

"Morning" I greet as I lean against the door post biting on my bottom lip.

"C'mere" he smiles raising his head up to its normal position. That deep morning voice of his has my stomach doing back flips. I kick off against the door post and make my way over to him. He has his arms and legs wide open so I crawl on the sofa bed and into his loving embrace.

I sit in between his legs with my back to his chest and rest my head on his shoulder, absolutely content with no care in the world.

I decide to connect my phone to the tv so we could watch something on Netflix. After surfing for a bit we decide on YOU.

We'd watched about four episodes before Dev started to move about. He had his arms wrapped around my waist and his legs tangled with mine. I relished in the warmth he was providing me with.

Season one was over and I had my jaw slack, Joe really was a crazy bastard but fucking clever I had to give him that.

"I can't believe he did that, after everything" I breathe.

"Me neither, he's crazy, a genius, but still crazy" he says baffled. I tilt my head up a bit and laugh when I see his expression.

"Wanna watch season two?" I ask still smiling at his bewildered expression.

"Let's chill for a bit."

With that he pulls me closer to his chest and wraps his body around me so I'm completely trapped, not that I'm complaining. I look back up at him and smile when I see how beautiful he looks when he's relaxed. Not a crease in his brows, no spots, no frowns, just smooth olive skin with light freckles dusting his nose.