February 16th,
3 months laterMadison pulled her bare body off of mine and sat up on the bed. Her skin was glowing, covered in a light glisten after our morning escapade. My body was still on fire from the things she had done to me. I was trying to catch my breath when she looked back at me and winked before heading into the bathroom and hopping in the shower.
"You can join me if you like..." she called out, her voice echoing through the room. I smirked but pulled on a pair of pants and a t-shirt before leaning against the doorframe and watching her.
"We only have thirty minutes before Sierra gets here."
"Sierra can wait a few minutes," she husked, pulling the curtain back and sticking her head out to bat her eyelashes at me. I licked my lips at the sight of her hair, dripping and sticking to the sides of her face.
"I'd love a round 3 but I really have to shower."
"But I'm all worked up," she popped her 'p.'
"I'll make it up to you tonight," I said after shaking my head and seeing a pout form on her lips. I quickly kissed it away before leaving her and making my way out of the room.
I hurried down the hall, scooping up Bates who joined me. I massaged the top of his head and kissed him as I took us into Luke's room and into the bathroom so I could shower.
Luke was on tour with 5 seconds of summer again meaning he hadn't been home for the last month. He was currently in Europe, in some small country whose name I couldn't remember. Sierra had gone with him, but today was the day that she came back home. In a few days, Luke would be back as well for his week long break.
I quickly turned the shower on and waited a few seconds for it to get warm before hopping in, washing off my morning sweat.
We were going to take Sierra out for breakfast when she got back in. We had a reservation at Mary and Rob's, her favorite restaurant, and we were going to spoil her.
It was amazing having the house to ourselves the past month. There was a lot of sex in a lot of places and we had started taking an online cooking class together since our designated chef was away. But I would be lying if I said I didn't miss having Luke and Sierra around. It was too quiet, I liked the chaos. Especially since Luke and I had been taking a lot of acid recently and had written almost a whole new album for his band.
He never stopped talking about his excitement to drop it after their current tour.
As well as Luke's music picking back up again, Madison's own career was soaring, to no one's surprise. Her first show was right here in L.A, and a huge success. With the drop of her debut EP, records were flying off of the shelves and she had collected herself a large following. She had gained millions of followers on all platforms and was in the process of getting out her first album.
I smiled to myself as the water washed over me. It made me happy, seeing how happy Madison was. Things had gotten better after our thanksgiving getaway. I was hearing less and less of David and more of the ups and downs in Madison's career.
My birthday had came and went—Luke unsurprisingly threw me a party—and now we were getting into the middle of February. Madison and I had spent the weekend in Japan for Valentine's day. It was an odd place for romance but we had been wanting to go to Japan with each other for a long time and the holiday seemed like the perfect opportunity.
Life was good at the moment, especially in L.A.'s hoodie season and being able to see Madison wearing mine almost everyday.
The only issue we had was Madison's growing worry over Luke and I tripping so much. The last time was the day before Luke had gone off on tour...
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1 month ago
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"It's crazy to me how something so small could have such a heavy effect," I giggled, sitting down next to Luke on our couch. He turned spongebob onto the TV for some background noise and pulled the small baggy of tabs from his pocket.
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