𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐎𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 [𝟏𝟖+] ✓

30*

How many of you don't know Kate is a ginger?

This just makes me a bad writer but lets see how bad I am lol...

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Katrina Diaz

I woke to find Flounder playing with a ball of yarn on our bed.

Yes, Hayden brought the bloody kitten to Arkney so if he wasn't around, I would still have something to be with. It was adorable how he thought the cat could help with my depression. He had also started to train it and call it "good girl."

Groaning, I climbed out of the bed. An uncomfortable pain shot through me, making it harder for me to walk, sending a smile to curl on my lips at the reminder of the reason for this discomfort. However, Hayden's absence bummed me. How dare he just wake up early when had shagged me all night?

Dipping my head down, I padded to the bathroom, relieved my bladder, brushed my teeth and came out of the bathroom in the same sweatshirt. Determined to find Hayden, I sauntered towards the dining area.

My lips curled into a smile when I found Hayden leaning against the quartzite kitchen counter, dressed in a white t-shirt and black skinny jeans, tapping on his iPad as he set the cup of coffee on the countertop.

"I would say good morning, but it's almost noon." Hayden quipped, slanting me a look.

"Please! It's like what, nine thirty?" I scoffed as he took in the sight of me in only his sweatshirt.

"Eleven fifty-five AM." His eyes lingered on my neck where he left a love bite.

I narrowed my eyes. "Are you accusing me of being a sloth, Arsewipe? I'll have you know I did all the work last night—"

"As efficiently as the sofa in the living room," he taunted.

Huffing, I enquired, "What's for breakfast?"

"You mean lunch?" He arched a brow.

"Stop! I'm so hungry." I pulled my lips into a pretence of a sad smile, one that I was sure would work well on Hayden.

"Ever heard of the saying 'The early bird catches the worm.'?" He set his mug on the counter, sauntering over to me, eyes studying the contours of my curves.

"So you ate worms for breakfast!" I pointed out, flashing him a mirthful smile.

His lips tipped up at my retort. "Get ready. I'll take you out."

"No, all my clothes are unwashed. Can you just order something?" My eyes locked with his piercing green eyes. "Something chocolatyyyy."

"And daiabetyyyy."

I scowled. And he kissed me. Smiling, I stood on his feet and tried to rise high on my toes, deepening the kiss. His grip on my arms tightened, and his lips slid against mine, knocking the breath out of me. He tasted like tea and something that's only Hayden.