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Adrians POV
I woke up to the delight of Sydney wearing a dress.
For a second I thought I was still sleeping and I blinked a few times. Nope, the dress was still there.
It was a white simple dress with small fluttery sleeves and pretty short. Short to Sydneys standards that was. It barely covered her knees and every time she was walking or just turning around, the hem swirled around her thighs.
I must had been watching her a few minutes when she noticed I was awake.
She gave me a smile and walked over to the bed.
"Good Morning" she said.
"And what a good morning that is" I said extending a hand and pulling her on the bed.
She giggled and sat on the bed next to me.
"That dress..." I began touching the fabric "I like it. Is it new?" I asked.
She pursed her lips "Kind of, why?"
"Just something I never saw on you" I said "I like it" I admitted "You look... innocent yet sexy".
She nudged me and I saw a hint of blush on her cheeks.
I threw my hands up in apology "Just telling the truth here, Sage" I said.
She got up "I was feeling like it. Besides, it´s way to hot for Jeans" she said trying to flatten invisible wrinkles on her dress.
I was absolutely positive, that I had never seen her more cute ever before.
"That had never stopped you before" I said getting up.
"What? Wearing Jeans?" she asked.
"That or khakis" I said winking.
"Hey, those pants are comfortable and dressy, especially when you combine them with a nice blouse and a blazer" she argued.
I chuckled and walked over to her to take her hands "I´m just teasing you Sage, I like the way you´re dressing. It´s like going out with a hot librarian or something like that" I said.
She arched an eyebrow at that and I chuckled.
"But this dress..." I lifted her hand and swirled her around what made her giggle again "gee Sage, you look just... adorable" I said when she was back facing me.
She looked at me for a second and than gave me a quick kiss.
"Get ready now. It´s almost 10" she said with a smile continuing packing her stuff.
Sydneys POV
Adrian went to the bathroom and I finished packing our stuff. My stuff better said, he rarely unpacked anything besides his hair gel.
I heard him turning on the shower and decided to get a coffee in a small cafe around the corner.
On my way there I recaptured yesterdays events.
My knees got a little weak when only thinking about kissing him.
I sighed. Besides all the stuff we still had to face when back in Palm Springs, and honestly it was a whole lot to face, I was feeling happy at this moment.
More than happy. For the first time in my life, my life was exciting and unpredictable.
Of course that also meant, that my future also was unpredictable, but I wasn´t going to thinks about that.
We would have to face those things early enough. I allowed myself to feel happy. Especially when thinking about everything that supposedly had happened to me.
Adrian was out of the shower when I came back to our room and just pulled down his shirt when I entered the room.
I handed him a cup of coffee and he gave me one of his heartwarming smiles.
"I thought you were out to get coffee" he said taking the cup.
"I know, I´m a coffeine addict" I said rolling my eyes.
"Well I wouldn´t say addict... on second thought... yes, that might be true" He said taking a sip of his coffee.
"I´m not drinking that much coffee" I said in played outrage.
His eyes were sparkling in amusement.
"Yes you do" he than said chuckling.
"Just get your hair gel and let´s go" I said gesturing him to the bathroom. It really was hard to suppress the urge to laugh and keep a serious face-
He narrowed his eyes and grinned at me "So you´re practically saying hair gel is my coffee?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
I shrugged "Maybe" my serious face was starting to crack.
"I bet I would do better without hair gel, than you would do without coffee" he said challenging.
For a brief moment I was sure he would lose at that bet and was about to agree, but seeing that smug expression on his face, smelling the delicious aroma of the freshly brewed coffee in my hands, I chickened out.
"I could never take hair gel away from you, that just would be to cruel" I said putting my arm around his waist smiling.
"Sure, because I would be the one suffering the most" he teased me returning the hug.
"You know, I have lots of will power" I argued.
"And don´t I know it" he said leaning down to kiss me.
Adrians POV
We were on our way to Oklahoma and Sydney was on her second coffee, what proved my point exactly. I might use a lot of hair gel, but Sydney without coffee? That wasn´t something I wanted to experience. It had been difficult when she was down to one cup a day.
She was sitting next to me while I was driving. Eyes closed and open window, enjoying the sun in her face and the coffee in her hand.
I on the other side was happy about the slightly tinted windows. I enjoyed the sight of her though.
I once again was mesmerized by her beauty. Especially in the sun. The way her skin seemed to be radiating or even glowing, her hair that looked like shimmering gold and even the color of her eyes seemed to be enhanced by the sunlight, not that they usually weren´t beautiful as well.
And than, of course there was her dress.
The dress that rode up just millimeters every time she was moving.
That dress that looked just perfect on her lightly bronzed skin.
That dress that hugged her body softly in a way that distracted me more times on our drive to Oklahoma than I wanted to admit.
We made good time though and arrived early evening.
We were just about to enter our room when Sydneys phone rang.
Sydneys POV
Looking at my phone I came to an abrupt stop in front of our door.
It was my father. I hadn´t talked to him since a couple days after the divorce.
Adrian stopped, too and looked at me worried.
"What´s wrong?" he asked.
"It´s my father" I said deadpan.
He frowned and I was still watching my phone, unsure what to do.
Why was he calling? What did he want? Was I supposed to take that call? Could I take that call?
What if I did and he asked about my whereabouts?
A million questions went through my head while my phone was still vibrating incessantly.