𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 | 𝐒.𝐌

Chapter 20

Because everyone was asking for the chapter 20 I decided to upload it today. Xx

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The next morning I wake to the sound of water running in the bathroom across from Shawn's room. He probably got up early to shower.

I think I fell asleep on the couch last night, Shawn must have carried me to his room.

That's so sweet.

I sit up in the bed and rub my eyes with the back of my hands. There is a little bit of mascara on my knuckles now.

I probably look like a raccoon.

The word "raccoon" makes me think about Kevin Hart's stand up show - What Now?

I remember watching it with my dad and Sheila, I laughed so hard that I needed to run to the toilet, because I almost peed in my pants.

I chuckle at the nice memory.

When my brain finally starts to work I wonder where my phone is.

Did I leave it in my bag last night?

I start to look around the room and I remember putting it somewhere before Shawn and I had sex. I just can't remember where I put it...

'Good morning Beth.' Shawn says, walking out of the bathroom with just a towel around his waist.

'Well... that's a great start of the day.' I stare at his wet body. 'Gosh, I said that out loud.' I start to laugh, so does Shawn.

'Good morning Mendes.' I throw the duvet off of me.

He walks toward me and opens his arm, coming in for a hug. His whole chest and arms are shining from the water still on it.

He's crazy if he thinks I'm going to hug him right now.

I dodge his hug and sneak under his arm away from him.

'You're wet, I'm not hugging you!' I stand in the hall.

'Yes, so are you.' He drops the towel to the ground, standing naked in front of me.

I smile at his body with a stupid grin on my face, and I feel a certain feeling travelling down between my legs.

I try to look away from him, and luckily I succeed, I don't want to remove my clothes right now.

I'm still wearing Shawn's clothes and I feel really comfortable in them.

'Do you know where my phone is?' I ask him, looking around the hall, wondering if I dropped it.

'You left it downstairs on the couch.' He says.

That's the last place I've been last night, it makes sense, but I still can't remember leaving it there.

'I'm going to get it. A colleague needed my help today, so he must have called me or left a message.' I tell Shawn.

'Can I at least get a kiss before you go in "work mode" again.' He asks, picking up the towel from the floor.

'Yes, you can.' I take a step towards him and put my hands behind my back, trying to avoid as much contact as I can.

His lips meet mine and I feel someone's hands on my breasts.

'Mendes!' I squeal, looking down at where his hands were.

There are two wet handprints on the hoodie where my breasts are and Shawn's laugh fills the room.

'You're a child.' I say shaking my head in disapproval, even though I secretly like it.