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Chapter 15| Steamy

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Kalel's POV

"J, wake up," I shook Justin as he was laying on top of me, his head planted on my chest where I could feel his breath hitting my skin. It gave me goosebumps.

"Mmm," he groaned, burying his face deeper into my cleavage, kissing me there and chuckling.

"Boy, if you don't get up," I said in a more serious tone. I really had to pee.

"What's the rush? Do you have somewhere to be? What time is it? I'm kinda hungry."

"Asking too many questions at once," I shook my head at him. "I need to pee really bad and I suggest you move if you don't want me to pee on your bed." He immediately rolled off of me with a look of disgust. "Thanks baby," I shuffled out of the sheets and got up, leaving his room to go down the hall to the bathroom.

The door was closed, but the light was off so I opened the door and the next thing that happened was to forever be engrained in my memory.

"Shit," Derek muttered while he pulled up his boxers and went to the sink.

"Really Derek?" I turned my head away, afraid that I would see more than I'd like to.

"Don't judge me," he groaned as the water ran and I could tell that he was trying to move as fast as he could. He was definitely embarrassed.

"It's six in the morning," I chuckled. "Why?"

"Please don't ask me questions and keep what you saw to yourself. I don't need Justin to make fun of me, alright?" he wiped his hands with the small towel hanging from the wall handle before looking me in the eyes.

"My lips are sealed," I pretended to zip them as he brushed past me without another word.

"Wow," I spoke to myself as I turned the light on and closed the door, locking it so I didn't get walked in on. I shuffled to the toilet and pulled my panties down. "I guess if I was a boy and I didn't have a girlfriend...I wonder if Justin still-" I shook my head, not because I didn't want to think about that but more so because I couldn't believe that I was talking to myself.

When I finished up in the bathroom, I turned the light off and slowly made my way back to Justin's room. It was funny because as soon as I closed the door, he turned over with the cutest pout.

"What took you so long? Your side of the bed is almost cold," he rasped.

"It's been like two minutes," I giggled my way over to him, getting back under the covers and scooting close to his body. "You just want to use me as your cushion."

"Do you blame me?" his head planted right on my chest like before. "You're just so cuddly and soft and comfortable. You solve all of my neck problems."

"You don't even have neck problems," I rolled my eyes at him even though he couldn't see me.

"Well, now I won't all thanks to you," he pressed his lips to my skin. "You're the best, baby."

"What if your mom or dad opened the door and saw you all up on my boobs?"

"It will be their own fault for disrupting my privacy," he shrugged his shoulders and I lightly slapped his ass. "Oo, I like that."