He's my prince

be a good little boy for your boyfriend

C H A P T E R  F O R T Y - T W O

Miles shifted slightly in bed, trying to crawl out slowly from under his girlfriend to not awake her. When he pulled his arm out from under her, she whined, rolling further towards him and he tensed. Shushing her softly as if to ease her back into sleep. Carter groaned, snuggling deeper into the blanket. Miles sighed in relief, before slowly shuffling back on the bed until his feet touched the ground and he was pushing himself up to stand on his feet. Standing still, he watched if Carter was going to make a move but she was still.

He wanted to sneak into the kitchen and make his girlfriend breakfast. He'd been searching up simple recipes the entire day yesterday and wanted to surprise Carter.

Being unable to resist, he leaned over the bed cautiously and softly kissed Carter's cheek and was about to pull away when she rolled over and looked up at him tired eyes. He grunted, he'd ruined his own plans.

Carter pouted, not liking that Miles was not cuddling with her. "Where you running off too?"

He sighed, before leaned down again to take Carter's pouted lips into a hard kiss. When he leaned away, he smiled at the sight of her now red swollen lips and looked up at his pretty girlfriend, "Happy 21st, baby."

Carter's eyes lit up, a smile breaking out onto her face and she couldn't help the excited giggle that left her when she realized it was her birthday. "It's my birthday!"

Miles chuckled, nodding his head, "Yes, it is, baby. I was going to surprise you with breakfast."

Carter frowned, confused as she leaning her hands up to rub at Miles bare chest, "But you can't cook shit."

Her boyfriend rolled his eyes, leaning onto one hand to raise another and flick her nose, "Shut up, you fart. I watched a YouTube video yesterday on how to make waffles and they're pretty fucking easy."

Carter giggled, shaking her head, "You'd burn them, even if they're fucking easy to make."

Miles pouted in defeat but his mood was quickly brightened when Carter wrapped her arms around his neck, easily bringing him down to her chest, "How about we have birthday sex and then you take me out for breakfast?"

He smirked, wrapping his arms around Carter so that she arched into his chest, "Fuck yeah."

Carter smirked, leaning upwards to pull her boyfriend into another hard kiss.

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"Hey, is it ready?" Miles muttered into his cell phone that was pressed between his shoulder and ear. He scanned the diner to see if Carter had finished in the bathroom. When he didn't see her, he glanced back down at his wallet where he was pulling out money to pay for their meal.

"Yeah, dude. Stopping worrying, we got this covered. Just keep your pretty little girlfriend busy." Alex grunted into the phone, his voice sounding as if there was a slight strain and Miles rose an eyebrow.

"What up with you?"

"Jordan got me moving the speakers around. Motherfucker could have done it himself."

Miles smirked, chuckling softly, "Come on, be a good little boy for your boyfriend."

"Fuck off. You go be a good little boy and keep Carter away from the apartment."

At the mention of Carter, his eyes snapped up to look in front of him. He smiled slightly when he saw Carter skipping her way over to their booth. "Hey, gotta go. Carter's heading over. Make sure every thing is perfect or I will kick your ass."