Take Away: Chapter 2
I woke up at eight a.m. with my nose buried in her soft downy hair. I inhaled her in and exhaled the vanilla-slash-fabric softener smell out. She was lovely in the mornings and as I rolled over to pull her closer I still couldn't believe she was mine. She had cried herself to sleep most of the night. Waking up and stirring around the bed restlessly till dawn when she had actually fallen asleep.
I ran my fingers through her soft tresses. Stopping my motions at the base of her neck and leaning down to kiss the velvet skin there. She wouldn't move at my passes, she liked the attention too much.
After a while of my relentless kissing she blinked her sleepy eyes awake, "Good morning…" she whispered, nuzzling her nose into my neck and closing her eyes back while she was in my embrace. Her lips buzzed as they touched mine, wrapping my up in her warmth.
"Paige?" I asked, uncertain if I wanted to pull her from her sleep just yet, "Paige?" I asked again, this time getting a stir out of her and a cautious moan of cranky plea. She didn't want to wake up, I knew that, but I heard her belly rumble, which meant breakfast time.
I got out of bed too much of her protest. I took my shorts off and pulled on some jeans (since most of my cloths where there anyways). She sat up and watched me. "Nice ass, hun," she giggled, watching me wiggle my butt in front of her mirror.
"Glad you approve," I grinned, plopping down on to the bed next to her, fully clothed.
"Umm, I'll never get tired of our mornings together." Paige smiled, kissing me gently.
"Remember our first night together? You know? After party of the awesome premiere party?"
"You came on to me, ok? Pretty strongly if I might add, so get that innocent look off your face. Besides," She rolled on top of me, "That's ancient history now. Especially how scared I was." She kissed me again, gently tugging my bottom lip down with hers. She sat up and jumped off me, and started getting dressed.
"Tease," I whispered, seating up on my elbows.
"I know, but you, my raven haired, acid tongued girlfriend," she pulled on her jeans, leaned down and kissed my pouty lips, "Love it."
I smiled. "Of course I do, I love-" I stopped myself, "I love it."
She seemed not to notice, as she had seemed not to notice a hundred times. She would say it in her sleep sometimes, but never out loud for the world to hear. It was too trivial for her. I plucked myself from the bed again and trudged over to her dresser where she was. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed the side of her neck as she looked at us in the mirror.
"You're beautiful," I whispered against her ear. She smirked at the compliment. "Why're you getting all dolled up for?"
"Cause, I wanted to go to the I-HOP with you for pancake-y goodness."
Dean and Jay spent most of the night walking around Degrassi Street. Dean talked about the court cases with his one nightstand, and Jay talked about his nights in the ravine with Alex.
"Spirit worked wonders for me that night, but after that," He put up two fake horns above his head and Jay just smirked.
"I dunno what happened to Lexi, but after she said I 'cheated' on her, she up and ran off with some skank from my old school. Coulda kicked me in the balls, it woulda made me feel better, you know?"
"Yea I get that, chicks are messed up. They don't even consider a mans pride."
"For real!" Jay said as they walked into the open doors of the I-HOP at nine a.m.