Crashing Into You

Chapter 22 - The Morning After

Lauren

I woke up next to him. He was still asleep or at least pretending to be when I untangled myself from his arms. I grabbed my sleeping bag and walked down closer to the shore, dragging it behind me. Once I found a good spot, I stopped and sat down and just watched the waves. After a while I heard footsteps coming up behind me and turned. Chris was walking towards me, grinning goofily.

“Good morning.” I said happily.

“That’s two times I’ve slept with you now.” He said.

“And both times nothing happened.” I said.

“Oh last night was pretty eventful,” He said, holding up my bra in one hand.

“Oh god” I said, burying my head in my hands out of embarrassment.

“Yeah, you said that a lot too.” He said. I could feel myself turning red.

“Just give it back.” I said, reaching a hand out.

“Sure.” He said, putting the bra in my hand. “Hey at least I let you keep the rest of your clothes on.”

“Yeah but that still didn’t stop you.” I said.

“Oh you loved it.”

“Every second. Oh and Chris? Not a word of this to ANY of my sisters.” I warned him.

“Yeah, Christina would kill me, Lisa would cut off her ears and boil her brain to get the image out of her head, Your older brothers would help Christina kill me…” He said before moving closer and whispering in my ear: “Why would I want to tell them that I had their precious infant in my lap, moaning and begging for more as I touched her like this.” He said, wrapping his arms around me and sliding his hands under my shirt.

“Chris.. not now.” I said as I felt his hands sliding against my stomach.

“Alright,” He said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I put my hands over his.

“So out of curiosity, what would happen to you if they found out about this?” He asked me.

“Lisa would lock me in the basement forever.”

“But you guys don’t have a basement?”

“Christina said she’d make one.”

“Hmm, well they can’t lock you in there forever.”

“Why not?” I asked him, laughing lightly.

“They’d have to bring you out for concerts and stuff at least.” He said.

“Oh joy,” I said sarcastically. “Speaking of that, we’re doing a new years concert…”

“Do I get a kiss on New Years?” He asked me curiously.

“If you’re lucky, but you might have to do it in front of my sisters.”

“Ooh, there goes your kiss.” he said.

“Yeah sure, you’ll kiss me no matter what.” I teased.

“You seem fairly confident about that.” He said.

“Hey, you're the lucky one, I’m stuck having to kiss your ugly face.” I said grimacing.

“Oh like you’re much better.”

“I’m an angel.” I said, grinning at him.

“In public maybe.” He mumbled.

“In private too.” I said, nodding like a bobble-head doll.