OKay, sequel time! I don't own Robert, etc but I own Kat so keep away!
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As nothingness began to fade away, the memories of the night before filled my head. While on one hand sleeping with him on technically our first date seemed just whorish, on the other he was just so… scrumptious.
With my eyes still closed, I rolled over into what should have been a warm and welcoming body, but to my surprise, he was gone. Sitting up I looked around the room; clothes hanging off many items of furniture, blinds still closed, and then it hit me. I could hear soft sounds coming from down the hallway.
Standing I went over towards my desk and grabbed his shirt. It was already wrinkled from hanging atop my Tiffany lamp all night, so I assumed that my wearing it wouldn't makes matters any worse. Turning back around, I caught my reflection in the mirror.
Was that really me? My dark blonde hair was sticking up everywhere and somehow it had regained its slight natural curl enough to frizz-out. My skin, which was naturally very pale, seemed flushed and my eyes appeared exceptionally bright. The overall look could only be described as wanton.
Shaking my head, I ran a hand through my hair. Then, amazed I was thinking so straight this early in the morning, I grabbed a tick-tac before heading to see what Robert was up to.
I padded down the hallway until I caught sight of him standing in front of my living rooms picture window. Sneaking up behind him, I went to wrap my arms around his waist and put my head on his back. The gesture would have been extremely romantic but Robert had seen my reflection in the glass just in time to turn around so my head hit his chest instead.
"Morning Kat, how ya feeling?"
Trying to ignore his lips against my ear I replied, "Pretty good expect for the fact I seem to have a little trouble walking this ugh…" Oh God, he found the sweet spot right behind my ear. Getting together all the brain cells I could manage I forged on, "this morning. Any idea as to why that might be?"
"I have a couple guesses." Capturing my lips in his own, I once again found myself in his arms and being carried in the direction of my bedroom.
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As nothingness began to fade away, the memories of the night before filled my head. While on one hand sleeping with him on technically our first date seemed just whorish, on the other he was just so… scrumptious.
With my eyes still closed, I rolled over into what should have been a warm and welcoming body, but to my surprise, he was gone. Sitting up I looked around the room; clothes hanging off many items of furniture, blinds still closed, and then it hit me. I could hear soft sounds coming from down the hallway.
Standing I went over towards my desk and grabbed his shirt. It was already wrinkled from hanging atop my Tiffany lamp all night, so I assumed that my wearing it wouldn't makes matters any worse. Turning back around, I caught my reflection in the mirror.
Was that really me? My dark blonde hair was sticking up everywhere and somehow it had regained its slight natural curl enough to frizz-out. My skin, which was naturally very pale, seemed flushed and my eyes appeared exceptionally bright. The overall look could only be described as wanton.
Shaking my head, I ran a hand through my hair. Then, amazed I was thinking so straight this early in the morning, I grabbed a tick-tac before heading to see what Robert was up to.
I padded down the hallway until I caught sight of him standing in front of my living rooms picture window. Sneaking up behind him, I went to wrap my arms around his waist and put my head on his back. The gesture would have been extremely romantic but Robert had seen my reflection in the glass just in time to turn around so my head hit his chest instead.
"Morning Kat, how ya feeling?"
Trying to ignore his lips against my ear I replied, "Pretty good expect for the fact I seem to have a little trouble walking this ugh…" Oh God, he found the sweet spot right behind my ear. Getting together all the brain cells I could manage I forged on, "this morning. Any idea as to why that might be?"
"I have a couple guesses." Capturing my lips in his own, I once again found myself in his arms and being carried in the direction of my bedroom.