Chapter One
Her eyes fluttered open. Sun rays were shining in her eyes from the window across the room. It was morning and class was probably starting soon. Moving to get up, she was held back by strong arms encircled around her waist.
Shit.
She maneuvered around to face the slumbering, warm body she was embraced in. "Raf." She called softly. His chest continued to slowly rise and fall. She wrapped her hand around his exposed bicep and began to shake him. "Raf, wake up!"
His eyebrows scrunched and nose crinkled as he let out a husky response."Hmm? Five more minutes, Hope." She was pulled flush against him, heat everywhere. She couldn't stop her soft smile. It made her want to stay wrapped up in his warmth but that was risky and a little reckless.
"No, Raf you have to get up" She cooed gently.
He just squeezed her tighter."Baby..stop."
Hope froze.
Did he just call her baby?
She leaned back as far as his grip would allow to stare at him. He's never called her that before. She didn't really know how to take they weren't dating. They were just friends who enjoyed each other's company- sometimes in intimate ways. Though she didn't have time to mull over the ridiculousness of that because she could hear various voices outside her bedroom door, indicating the rest of the school was up and ready for the day. Her eyes flickered over his face. Calm. Serene. Sexy.
She bit her lip. An easy approach was tried and failed. She gave him a hard push, using some of her supernatural strength, to jolt him from his slumber. She only felt slightly bad for it.
His eyes flashed open, clouded with drowsiness and confusion, looking around for a fire."W-what? What's going on?"
She sat up in the bed with a smirk, his T-shirt riding up on her thighs, exposing the creamy flesh."You slept over last night. It's like eight o' clock."
His gaze shot over to the clock she had on her nightstand and he groaned, ripping the covers back."Shit." He crawled over her, making a beeline for his discarded jeans on the floor. He hastily pulled them up each leg. "Why didn't you wake me up, Hope!?"
She rose from the bed with her arms crossed. "Really?"
He ignored her, patting his pockets absentmindedly, scanning the room. "Your phone is over there." She nodded to her desk. A grateful look was sent her way as he grabbed it, making his way for the door. She cocked a brow. "You're going barefoot?
His confused gaze trailed down to his in fact bare feet. "Crap." He snatched his shoes up from beside her bed, tugging them on quickly, rising to leave again when Hope's amused voice stopped him.
"Raf...your fly."
He looked down at his undid jeans and then back up at her with a slight blush. She bit her lip as he zipped them up. "Thanks."
"No problem." She giggled.
He walked backwards the short distance to the door with a rushed "bye." Before shutting the door behind him.
"Bye." She responded softly to the now empty space in front of her. She played with the bottom of the shirt for a moment, flashes of last night running through her mind when her door suddenly opened. She sighed playfully staring at the wall, feigning exasperation. "What'd you forget this time?"
"This." She was whipped around and pulled flush against him. She stared up into his eyes, noticing that they were less hazy and frantic than two minutes ago. His lips descended upon hers, engulfing her into a kiss. His hands slowly drag up the back of her thighs taking the tail of his shirt with them, causing her to moan quietly, pressing harder against him. Surprisingly, they stopped just at the top of her hips, kneading into the soft flesh lips slide over each other's slowly but deeply, tongues causally tangling together. But the ever present student body outside was still at the forefront of their awareness, keeping them from going too far. He pulled back with a cute smirk at her eyes still being closed, chest heaving. When they did flutter open, he pressed one last kiss against her bruised, plump lips with a smile. "See you later?"
She nods her head slowly, still a little dazed from that heated kiss. "Yeah." She breathed.
His smile widened as he squeeze her once more before finally leaving her alone in her room. She brought her fingertips up to her lips unable to stop the grin from breaking out on her face nor the eruption of butterflies in the pit of her stomach.
God, what was happening to her?
