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Alright guys I told you that I would be updating a little more often. I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter. I will let you all know right now though that I'm not going to be including sex in every chapter. I'm more the type of person who is interested in the development of the relationship rather than pure smut. I like the romance as well the sexy parts. So please just sit back and enjoy this story and much as I'm enjoying writing it.
I wake up in the very early morning, and realize that I am almost sweating despite my nakedness. I try to throw the blanket off of me, but finally notice that Cavin is wrapped around me, and he's the reason I'm so warm.
He stirs as I try to wiggle my way out of his grasp a little bit. Blinking at me through bleary eyes, he looks like a teenage boy. "Hi baby." He says in a raspy voice, and smiles at me like I'm the sun coming out after a yearlong rain spell.
"Hi." I whisper back, because it feels like anything louder than that would burst our own little bubble we've cocooned ourselves in.
"What's wrong?" He asks, obviously wondering why I was awake.
"I'm just not used to sleeping in the same bed as anyone else. I'm a little hot."
"No baby you're a lot hot." He says, pulling me closer to him and kissing my lips softly.
I smile against his mouth as he kisses me lightly over and over again. "Mm…baby…I…I need…to…use the…restroom." I finally get out between his pecks.
"Fine." He sighs, and reluctantly peels himself away from me. I hop out of bed, and make my way to the bathroom.
I look at my reflection as I'm washing my hand. My cheeks are flushed, and I can't stop smiling. I feel like I look completely different, but I'm exactly the same. Before I head back out to him I splash some cold water on my face.
"Better?" He asks when I step out into the bedroom.
"Much." I climb back into bed, and lay my head on his chest once more. Sighing in contentment.
We lay like this in silence for a few minutes before Cavin finally says, "I don't think I'm going to be able to fall back asleep now that I'm awake."
"Neither do I." I laugh back.
"Well it is four." Cavin says checking the time display on his phone. "We could always wake up and make breakfast. Maybe watch the sunrise?"
"That sounds good to me. But that only leaves us about an hour and fifteen minutes before the sun comes up."
"Well then we better hurry." He says happily, and pulls me out of bed. I quickly put my clothes back on, much to Cavin's dismay, and we head out to his kitchen.
It has been decided that we will make breakfast burritos, so we start getting everything ready for it.
I'm cooking the bacon because Cavin claims that it is way too far outside of his range of abilities, and he is stirring the scrambled eggs. The cheese has already been shredded, and the hash browns are staying warm in the oven. It all feels so domestic, and I wish I was able to do this every morning. For once in my life I'm grateful for the fact that my parents are in Portland so much.
"So I have a confession to make." Cavin says, as we are assembling our burritos 45 minutes later. My heart drops into the pit of my stomach, this is where he tells me that he has a girlfriend back where he used to live, and that he can't keep seeing me like this.
I look into his eyes, willing him to just get it over with and tell me the horrible truth.
"Last night after you fell asleep I really needed to use the restroom. When I came back out I stayed up and watched you sleep."
That's not what I was expecting him to say at all, but it was embarrassing in its own right. I talked when I slept, and no truth was safe. "Oh no! What did I say?" I ask burying my face in my hands.
"What?" He asks surprised. "Nothing! You just looked so beautiful and peaceful that I couldn't help myself." He insists.
Oh thank goodness, I hadn't said anything to humiliate myself, and considering the dream I was having last night, that was definitely a possibility. I wasn't sure if it was because I was sleeping in his bed, or because of the closeness that I felt with him, but for some reason I had a dream about the two of us in some distant future watching our kids run around the yard while we lay out on a blanket sipping lemonade.
"So you talk in your sleep huh?" He asks when I don't respond.
"Sometimes. Especially if I'm really tired. Thankfully every room in my house is soundproof, or my dad would have killed you by now." I blush when I realize what I've just admitted to.
"So does that mean you've dreamt of me before?" Cavin asks intrigued.
"Is that really a question that needs to be answered?"
"Well considering I've had more than a few dreams about you as well I should know the answer." He says stroking my face lightly, and smiling happily.
I blush again at his admission. This man never ceases to amaze me.
"Come on beautiful. The best part of this house if the fact that the back yard gives me the most amazing view of the sunrise." He takes my hand and leads me out his back sliding glass door onto his patio where there are two Adirondack chairs. I settle into one with my plate in hand. There's just a hint of light in the sky, changing the normally black sky of night to the midnight blue of the approaching morning.
"I do have to admit that this isn't my first time watching the sunrise. Although it is my first time watching a sunrise with a girl who's beautiful enough to outshine it."
"Cavin you are so amazing. How is it that I wound up with you?" I ask, finally voicing the question that I had been asking myself for the past 24 hours.
"Trust me baby. I'm the lucky one." He says then pulls his chair as close to mine as he can get it.
We tuck into our burritos, and wait patiently as the sky begins to lighten more and more with each passing second. Finally at around 5:15 the sky is streaked with beautiful pinks, oranges, and purples and the sun slowly crests over the horizon. I'm struck at how beautiful it is, and how lucky I am to be sharing it with a man that I'm quickly falling in love with.
"We're lucky that it's a clear morning." Cavin says, breaking the silence as the sun finds its place in the sky. "Usually it's too cloudy and it's not nearly that colorful, it's still beautiful, but you don't get the full effect."
"That was amazing Cavin. I can't imagine being anywhere but here with you right now." And I realize it's the truth. Now that he's in my life, I can't imagine him not being in it. I lean in to kiss him, knowing that for as long as I live I will never forget this moment.
We sit in silence for a few more moments, enjoying the peace the morning brings with it. Finally though, the crisp morning air gets to me and I begin to shiver.
"You wanna go back inside and cuddle for a little bit longer before you have to head home?" Cavin asks as he notices my trembling form.
"Yes please." I say happily, and follow him back into his house and onto his couch. He drapes a blanket over the both of us, and wraps his arms securely around me, and there is nothing left to say. We are perfectly comfortable not speaking, and letting our actions show how we're feeling.
I hear the alarm on my phone signaling that I have a new text message. I peel myself away from Cavin and go to check what it says.
Hey honey, just letting you know your father and I are heading home now. You probably didn't catch that sunrise but WOW! Anyway, I love you, and I will see you in a few hours! It's from my mom, and I smile at how descriptive she is in her texts.
I type a quick text back letting her know that I'm awake and I did see the sunrise, and that I'm still looking forward to our girl's day out with Aunt Mia.
I wait for her to text back in which she lets me know that Aunt Kate is coming also, and that she couldn't wait either. Then I head back to where Cavin is sitting.
"It was my mom. She's on her way home right now, which means I should probably get going soon." I say with a sigh, realizing that my blissful, worry free time with Cavin is almost up.
"I really wish you didn't have to go." He says pulling me to him again. He sounds sad, and I know he's feeling exactly how I am also.
"Me too." I sigh, and allow myself a few more moments in his arms before I stand up and say, "but I really do have to go."
He just nods, and follows me back into his bedroom as I collect all of my belongings. "Are you coming to class today?" He asks as I change into an outfit that's decent to drive home in.
"I'm sorry, but I promised my mom that I would go out with her and my aunts today for a girl's day. She thinks it's necessary after my break-up with Alex. Remember I'm still an upset teenager who just found out her boyfriend was cheating on her in their eyes. I have to play the part for a little at least so they don't all get suspicious."
"I'm going to miss you today." He says as he finally approaches me and wraps me in a hug, and kisses my forehead softly.
"Me too." I feel like crying. It's not fair that I only get one night with him, and then I have to pretend like nothing ever happened. I guess that's what I get though for dating my English teacher.
"Do you really have to leave?" He ask me as we make our way to the door.
"I should. Trust me I don't want to, but I don't want to risk the chance of anyone finding out about us." I say. Then I realize that I don't have his cell number nor does he have mine. I quickly jot mine down on a pad of paper he has sitting on a table beside his door. "This is my number, text me whenever you can today."
"Alright, and the next time your parents are out of town I expect to have you here with me is that understood?" He says, and I can tell he's being serious.
"I can't wait!" I tell him, and stand up on my tip toes and kiss him soundly once more before I make my way home.
I already miss him, but it's time for me to put on the charade that I'm devastated over having broken up with my boyfriend. Quickly I realize the best I can do is anger at having been tricked. That will have to be good enough.
When I get home I shower and change into a pair of sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt. I grab a pint of Ben and Jerry's out of our freezer and sit on the couch and turn the T.V. on. I snort as the opening sequence of the Notebook starts to play, and I recognize that I won't have to pretend to be upset, because truthfully I am upset that I don't have more time with Cavin.
I start crying when Ali and Noah break up, and at just that moment my parents walk through the front door.
My mom immediately takes in my tear stained face, my baggy clothes, and the half eaten pint of ice cream in my hands, and rushes to comfort me. My dad on the other hand looks like he is ready to murder someone.
"Oh baby girl, it's alright." My mom says as she hugs me, and I grasp that even though I have just spent a blissful night with Cavin I really am upset over having lost Alex. He was my first boyfriend, the guy that I lost my virginity to, the first guy that I ever loved.
My parents don't ask any questions, they just let me cry out my tears, and wait through the spell of hiccups I get almost every time I have a good cry.
"Do you want to tell me what happened sweetie?" My mom asks. And her sympathetic tone almost sets me off again.
"Oh mom I don't know why I'm so upset. I shouldn't be really, he's such a jerk that I shouldn't care, but I can't help it."
"What did he do?" My dad asks trying to sound supportive, but it's obvious he's about to bust someone's head for causing his baby girl pain. He too is sitting on the couch with his arm wrapped around me, and I can't help but cuddle up into his side. No matter how old I am I will always be a Daddy's girl, and right now I needed him.
I then explain to my parents from start to finish (except the Cavin part of course) what happened. My dad hugs me tighter as the tears begin to flow again, tucking my head under his chin like he would do when I was a child, and assure me that everything was going to be okay. My mom tells me that none of this is my fault, and that no one saw it coming, and then reassures me over and over again how beautiful I am, and how a guy like Alex doesn't deserve me.
In that moment, after a very confusing, and very hectic couple of days, I am beyond grateful to have my mom and dad by my side. Even though I know they will be disappointed when they find out whom it is that I've chose to be with. I also know that no matter what they will always love me, and eventually they will learn to love Cavin also. At least that's what I hope.