Dinner

Chapter 17: Stone Way Park & Ice Cream

Lacey's POV

I am suddenly awoken by the urge to pee, and as I'm about to get up, I notice that there's something heavy weighing me down. I look down to my waist and see Jaxton's arm wrapped around me along with his head resting on my chest.

"Nngh," I groan, trying to push his arm off of me, but it doesn't budge, instead, he tightens his grip around me as if he's afraid to let me go. I get up and walk over to the bathroom

and take care of my business and then walk back into the bedroom only to find him sitting up against the headboard, glaring at me with an unknown expression.

I stare back at him, feeling immensely tired as I tread slowly back to the bed. Before laying back down I check the time to see that it's only 9 in the morning. Setting my phone down, I reposition myself and lay on my stomach with one arm spread out and the other under the pillow.

Jaxton grows impatient and grabs me by my waist and flips me over onto my side before pulling me flush against his chest.

I'm quick to close my eyes and let sleep consume me.

We spent the next three hours or so asleep, and I wasn't complaining.

When we woke up, we looked at each other for a moment before smiling and getting out of the bed. Ofcourse, I was the first one to wake up.

I get out of the bed and am about to head to the bathroom before he questions me.

"What do you think you're doing?," he voices in his sexy morning voice.

Grinning from ear to ear, I reply. "Going to take a shower."

"Without me?," he says in a mock hurt tone.

"What does it look like?," I say in a sarcastic tone.

Apparently he didn't like that because he gets up and I instantly regret it.

Screaming because I already know what's about to happen, I run to the bathroom.

But he's too fast and stops the door from closing before I have the chance to close and lock it.

Shit. I curse mentally.

"Please! I'm sorry!," I laugh along with screaming in slight fear.

In the next instant I dash into the walk in shower and move to push the door close, all the while still keeping my focus on him.

"My love, do you know how strong I am?," he taunts, stalking closer and closer to the shower.

I feel the heat burning all throughout my body as my cheeks flame up.

"Y-es?," I stutter, in more of a question than an answer.

"Then I suggest you back the hell up from the glass, love," he demands.

Slowly backing up from the glass door, I watch as he steps in and almost immediately pounces on me.

He attacks my lips with his as he raises my arms in the air and pulls off my checkered top along with quickly stripping me of my silk white bra and everything else.

After a steamy shower together, we get out and finish our business in the bathroom and head back into the bedroom and get dressed.

I get dressed in my jumpsuit that I brought from my house and walk over to the large wall sized mirror on the other side of the room near the windows.

I size myself up and down, giving myself a once over before thinking if this look is good enough for the little get together I'll be having with the waiter guy.