Not My Fault
Chapter 13
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I got off his body, and stood up. He looked a bit dazed.
"hmm..?" He blinked, and stood up, across from me.
We probably looked like a strange sight, him wearing nothing but red and gray
boxers and me wearing a bra and cupcake pants. We stared at each
other for a while, then started laughing. Just laughing. About us,
about everything. We strolled over next to me, and I wrapped my arms around him,
laughing. Half naked, yes, but laughing. And happy. "You are... An amazing kisser." he smiled at me.
"As are you." I smiled back. Holding my hand, he led me to the bed, and we both fell.
Not changing. Not moving. Just lying there. He reached out, grabbing a red bowl full of popcorn,
and laid it on the bed. He took some, shoving it in his mouth, and held a few out to me.
I made a sound that somewhat like a chipmunk, opening my mouth.
Keeping one hand around my shoulders, he laughed. "Alright!"
Picking up popcorn pieces, one by one, and started tossing them at my mouth.
I caught one, started chewing, but he kept going, chucking popcorn
at my face and hair. I held my hands up. "Ah! Stop it!" I squealed, laughing.
I snatched the bowl from him. "No more." I said, talking like I would to a
puppy. Then I started, rapidfiring popcorn at him. And we went on, having
our popcorn fight, until there was no more left. Then, I just curled up next to him, my legs diagonal across his thighs. His beautiful, tan, muscular thighs, almost sotting In his lap.
His arm wrapped around me, my head on his shoulder, gazing up at him, as he bent down to kiss me. I could feel his hand on my hip, fingering the waistband of my pants,
slowly pulling a little lower. I didn't say anything at first. He kept going, fully aware
I knew wht he was doing. "Hey!" I said, slapping his hand. "I'm not trying to get naked here. Almost there, but not yet." I teased. "No, but that might be nice." he replied,
winking. "haha no. Not yet." I repeated. We laid there like that, for a moment.
"Hey would you like something?" he asked. "Coffee? Milk?" I thought for a moment.
"Hot chocolate would be nice." I gave him a sweet smile.
"Anything for you, my dear." He winked, and tapped my nose, starting to slip
out of bed. "No. Don't leave." I whined, wrapping my arms around his torso. "I'll be right back." He promised, kissing my nose. "Alright, I'll come with you."
"Fine." He jumped out of bed, and I slipped out with him. He stretched, yawning. I couldn't help it. I stifled a laugh. “What?”
“It’s just that… you look so… bare.” I replied, laughing. The waistband
of his boxers was slipping, and he knew it. He winked. “And that’s the way I like it.”
“Um… No.” I smiled. I jumped out of bed, too.
“Look who’s talking!” He waved his finger at me. “Little Miss, only wearing a bra and pants
almost half off.” He playfully punched my arm.
“Thanks to you.” I grumbled, folding my arms across my chest.
“Aww, come here you!” He ran at me, lifting me up by my knees and back, waving me around like a princess, which made my pajamas slip almost entirely off.
“Stop it!” I said, laughing, trying to resist. His strong, tan arms wouldn’t move.
I stopped moving, and he continued to swing me, the silence washed
away by our laughter. He gently set me down, and said, “Come on. We’re
not going down there looking like this there are windows down there!” He leaned
to me, and covered his mouth, like the word “window” was a bad word. He
grabbed a blue bathrobe off the floor, and tossed it on. I slipped my arms through my sweater, leaving it unzipped. I couldn’t care less, neither of us bothering to change into real clothes.
Matt picked me up again, and carried me downstairs to the kitchen, where he set me
down on the counter. I sat there, palms pressed against the cool granite, legs swinging, watching him make hot chocolate. He partly filled two cups of up with water, and placed them in the microwave, one at a time, getting chocolate powder out.
PART ONE BECUASE THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER WAS TOO LONG