Skinny Love (completed)

The next morning, ...

The next morning, Tristan woke up with a killer headache. He woke me with all his movements.

He sat up and I curled the blanket up to my chest. He turned to me and asked, "Did we ... did we have sex?" I shook my head. He buried his face in his hands and moaned. "Good. Because I don't remember a thing from last night." I caught my breath and Tristan noticed. "What did I do?" I looked away, too embarrassed to say. "Jasmine," he warned. "Come on, baby. I don't want you keeping stuff inside."

"Well," I wore a pouty look and decided I needed to be in Tristan's arms to talk about what I wanted to. I picked my shirt off the edge of the bed where Tristan had placed it the night before and slipped it over my head. Then I straddled Tristan and he held me. "Last night, you were really drunk." I began. "The maid and I helped you into bed. Once she left, you and I got serious on the covers. But ... when you tried to remove my bottoms and split my legs I said no." Tristan groaned looking like he was thinking he must have tried to thrust himself on me. "Don't worry," I laid my head on his hard chest. "You didn't try anything after I said 'no.' But ... then you told me that you didn't want to just have sex you wanted to have sex with me. Then you told me to promise never to have it with anyone else before having it with you." He chuckled. "I said I'd still have it with you even if we were going to break up." He rubbed my back. "Then you dared me to marry you." His hand stopped and I drew in a quiet breath.

Suddenly my eyes widened as I felt Tristan squeezing me closer into him. "And because I don't remember, you think I didn't mean it," it was a statement more than it was a question.

"I asked if it was really you asking me or if it was the alcohol. You said it was you." Tristan went back to stroking my back.

"Jasmine," he said after a minute or so. "I'll make a deal with you," I sat up but he still held me close. "Don't tell anyone else about this deal because they'll say I'm taking advantage of you." I nodded. "We won't have sex until you marry me. And I mean it. You want it to be special and I want it to be you. It can't get anymore special than on our wedding night, right?" I smiled widely and nodded. "Alright, come here," I gladly curled back up into him. "I like cuddling with you." He softly mumbled into my hair.

"I like cuddling with you, you big teddy bear." I nuzzled my nose into his chest as he squeezed me closer.

Lizzy and Jeff both had headaches as well and gladly did not have sex last night. Both too wasted to think straight. Jeff even woke up on the end of the bed thinking he was in the right. And Lizzy woke up on the sofa thinking it to be the bed.

I drove Tristan's truck for the first time which really irritated him because I moved around his seat adjustments. He even allowed me to have a laugh as he tried to sit in the truck with the way I'd adjusted the driver's seat. He's so adorable.

He dropped me off at my place and I slipped through the front door, happy about the deal we made.

I had texted my dad last night but he never texted back. I figured he'd gone to bed. But now in the morning, he wasn't awake. He's usually always in the kitchen before seven drinking coffee.

I walked up to his room to check up on him. His door was shut. I opened it and found him still in bed asleep.

"Hey, dad, mornin' time." I mocked his tone from when he would wake me up with a smile on my face. "Pops!" I nudged him but he didn't move.

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Sorry for the short chapter.
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