So I think I have figured out where I'm going with this story. Sorry this chapter is so short I am working on the next one right now. Thank you to whoever stuck around and waited for my procastinating ass. Lol. I hope you enjoy and REVIEW! I will have more as soon as I can and please leave some suggestions. I can take all the help I can get.
(Vince)
Letty made the mistake of eating of shit load of food on a stomach full of whiskey. So here we were, both hunched over the toilet. I was holding her hair and keeping her steady while she emptied out her stomach contents. When they finally changed to dry heaves she pulled away slowly and reached for the wash cloth. Once her face was clean she looked at me with bloodshot eyes; sweat dripped from her hairline and her clothes were disheveled. I stood up and helped her to her feet.
"I'll get you something to change into." I say as she reaches for her toothbrush, she nods and continues to brush her teeth.
I give her one final nod before disappearing into the spare bedroom in search of some old, smaller shorts. Letty was to petite for her own good so I had to resort to my old high school clothes. Why I still had them I don't know but, I'm sure glad I did because Letty wore them often. I grabbed an old jersey and a pair of basketball shorts.
I made my way back into the bathroom and found it empty. I found Letty sitting on my bed somewhat hunched over holding her head. I handed her the clothes and she stood slowly before shedding her skirt.
"Boxers?" I asked with a small smirk.
"Hey, there are too many perverts at the races. You think I'm just going to wear a skirt and let my goods hang out? Hell no!" She said in a throaty voice.
She pulled on the loose shorts and turned her back to me before peeling off her top. I couldn't move; just the sight of her muscular, yet feminine back was making me think of Letty in more ways than just a simple kiss on the cheek. She turned back around once the blue jersey was in place. She gave me a rough sigh before climbing back into the depths of my huge, fluffy comforter.
Letty eyed me for a second before she raised her eyebrows and lifted the covers back; inviting me.
I held up my finger, telling her to hold on and quickly shed my clothing. Once I had shorts over my boxers I made my way to the bed and climbed under the covers. I lie on my stomach and move my arms under the pillow to get comfortable. The weight on the bed shifts and she reaches over and turns off the lamp.
We lay in silence for a few minutes until Letty moves closer to me. I jolt slightly when her freezing feet touch my ankle. I open my eyes in confusion when I feel her reach under the pillow and tug at my wrist. Despite my efforts, I can't see a thing in the pitch black room.
I finally allow her to pull my arm out from under me and I lean up slightly trying to figure out just what the hell she is doing. My question is quickly answered when she tucks her small body under me and lays my arm across her flat stomach. She snuggles in even closer, causing me to shift onto my side. I allow the change and I move around for a minute until I finally make myself comfortable.
I can feel the goose bumps on her arms and I rub it slightly.
"Cold?" I ask.
"Yeah," She whispers. "Thanks V, for taking care of me and everything."
Before I get a chance to reply, she turns her face and kisses me. It only lasts for a second though; just a peck. My breath gets caught in my throat; I swallow hard and finally answer,
"Anytime."
"Night V." She says.
"Night baby girl."
