Seven

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    Once again, Jeanie woke up before him and stared. That was becoming a habit.
- Stop doing that - he complained with his eyes still closed.
- What am I doing? - she laughed.
- You're staring!
- That's not true - she lied.
- Little liar! - he suddenly opened his eyes and cought her glance. He took her by her waist and placed her on top of him to kiss her.
- Oh! - she smiled with the gesture - You want to play! - she kissed him back and went down to his neck and chest.
- I want to play! - he threatened and got on top of her holding her hands while he kissed her neck as she did before.
- Then let's play! - she roared noticing the cloth was already flying away.
     They had a very entertaining and funny game under the sheets without thinking any further from that moment.
- I love having breakfast at bed - Jeanie smiled to him with her head on his chest when they finished.
- Me too - he said, separating her hair from her face.
- I have to go to class! - she remembered and ran to the shower, leaving him there, still naked and smiling.
     When Jeanie left, Reid noticed it was still very early for him to go to work, so he decided to stay on bed another while, just to recover a little bit from that girl's powerful youth. He woke up an hour later to find an unexpected message.
- I want to pick up my things - Denisse was very direct - When can I go?
- Is it ok this weekend? - he answered without thinking too much.
- Perfect - she typed back - See you.
     It was the longest lessons day for Jeanie. Time refused to move forward and everytime she checked her mobile, nothing new appeared.
- What's wrong? - Beth asked noticing her mood.
- Something is wrong - she whispered - Reid hasn't wrote in the whole day.
- Maybe he is busy - she tried not to make it a big deal.
- He always writes! At least a sentence!
- Don't be so controller - she quarreled - Men hate that.
- I'm not controller because I haven't call him, but I'm worried.
      Lessons finally finished and Jeanie went to the apartment with Beth.
- You have to see Junior at the library - Beth announced.
- What for? - she doubted - I barely speak to him. What's going on?
- He is good at Lexicology and he'll help us with tomorrow's homework - she explained - But I have a very important date and I can't go, so... You'll sacrifice for our mark.
- That's not fair!
- It is!
- Fine. I'll go! But you'll owe me this one!
- Whatever you say sister - Beth knew how Jeanie felt everytime she called her like that and took advantage - You know I love you. You should be there in half an hour - she smiled, kissed her on the cheek and left.
       Jeanie wasn't happy with the idea, but she wanted and needed the mark, so she decided to go. She took a fast shower, wore a simple but sexy dress and took herself to the library. Junior was waiting for her, laptop and three books opened on the table. She saw her life pass through her eyes.
- Hello - she said roughly - I'm in a hurry, so let's do this as fast as possible.
- That sounds awful - he joked.
       Jeanie laughed for the second time in the day and they finished homework in an hour. It was true that two brains think more and better than one.
      She was planning to go back to the apartment when Reid asked her if she would like to eat out. She was happy about it, but that joy wasn't going to last long.
- What's the occasion - she asked.
- Do I need one to make you happy?
- So sweet!
     On the way back, Reid was extremely quiet, more than usual. Jeanie felt it was the longest return of her life. As soon as they arrived she had the feeling she just had walked the death corridor.
- Ok! - she exploded - Don't make this longer! Give me the bad news at once!
- My ex wants to come to pick her things up.
- When? - she started to fear the worst.
- This weekend.
- This weekend? - she was right fearing the worst - She is not coming to pick her things up - she warned - She is coming to get you back.
- I won't get back to her.
- Don't lie.
- Jeanie, I don't lie.
- Ok.
     That night they only used the bed to sleep.

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