AN: I'm coming to the end of my story, I only plan on posting one more set of three after these. I would also like to quickly thank BlackShorts for their review. I was thinking I might not get one this story but I'm really happy I did. So anyway here are the next three chapters. Enjoy!
Laura woke up early the next morning to the sound of Ace getting dressed beside her.
"Wake up doll," he said through the cigarette in his teeth, "we gotta get you home before your Ma gets up."
Laura rubbed her eyes and yawned. "What time is it?" she asked.
"About five thirty," he replied grinning, clearly she wasn't used to being up this early. "What's the matter baby did I tire you out?" he asked, putting his cigarette out and sitting back down beside her.
"Yes," she said sleepily, their night activities had continued past midnight. She raised the covers down her shoulders cautiously, swiftly pulling them back up ask the cold morning air stung her skin. "It's too cold," she said trying to roll back over.
"Stay there," Ace said picking her clothes up off the ground. He replaced her panties, his chilled skin making contact with hers as he slid them back up her legs. Then he pulled her petticoat down over her head, leaving her to put her arms through herself.
Gathering up the rest of her clothes he piled them on her then gathered her up in a big bundle, keeping the covers wrapped around her. He moved silently through his house, careful not to wake his own parents before he dropped her onto the couch so he could unlock both his front door and his car doors.
"Come on Laura," he said as he lifted her back up again. He put her in the car, went back to close the front door and set off for her house. His windows were covered in frost, which he wiped away carelessly before he started the engine. It seemed even it was having a bit of trouble getting going this morning.
It was still dark and so they drove along the road with the head lights on, the steady hum lulling Laura to sleep again.
"Open your eyes doll," Ace said when he noticed they were starting to close.
"Why did we have to get up so early," she mumbled sleepily.
"Well it's either this, or your Ma finds out I kept you out all night and I never see you again," he joked.
"That's not good."
"No it's not babe, just stay awake a little longer we're nearly there."
He parked his car and went to her front door, it was locked. He warmed up his hands before going to work picking it, careful not to be too noisy. When he heard the click, he let it open a little before opening the passengers side door and gathering Laura up into his arms. Her soft breathing telling him that she had fallen asleep again he moved quietly into her house, taking care not to let any of her clothes drop to the ground.
He set her down on her bed and pulled back her covers, he took away his and tucked her into her bed. The shock of her cold bed waking her up. She started shivering slightly, rubbing her arms as they grew colder.
"It'll warm up in a few minutes," he said, stroking her hair softly. He went to stand but she caught his arm and pulled him back.
"Don't go," she said, pleading with her eyes. She sat up and maneuvered her way into his arms.
"I got you up so your Ma wouldn't catch us remember," he said, amused.
"She won't," Laura replied confidently, "you've even changed your clothes already," she pointed out. Her whole body twitched as one great shiver ran through it.
"Get under the covers," he insisted.
"Will you stay?" she asked, not willing to let go of him.
"Fine," he said kissing her forehead, "but at least let me put these in the car." He gestured to his bed covers which were in a pile on her floor.
She let him stand and he walked back out of her room, he threw his blankets into his backseat and locked it up before he walked back inside, remembering to lock the door after him.
He removed his shoes and lay down next to her, staying above her bed covers. "You asleep doll?" he asked her, sliding his arm around her waist.
"Mmm," she replied sleepily.
When he was sure he had fallen asleep he got back up again, careful not to disturb her. He put on his shoes and walked out of her house, locking the door behind him. He wiped down what little frost had accumulated on his windows since he had been inside and drove for home. The sun was rising now, turning the sky grey.
Arriving back at his house he walked through it, not worried about any noise he might be making now. He threw his covers back onto his bed and went to his bathroom for a shower and a shave.
When he got out again his mother had risen and had started cooking breakfast.
"John, get dressed before you freeze," she said when he sat down on the lounge in his towel.
"What are you cooking?" he asked, ignoring her.
"Porridge," she replied, "are you having any?"
"I'm going out," he replied, he hadn't been to keen on porridge since Laura had made it for him when he had been sick. He redressed and headed out the door.
He ended up at the diner where he found Eyeball looking bleary eyed and staring straight ahead. He clearly hadn't been to bed yet.
"Have a good night?" Eyeball asked him as Ace sat down across from him.
Ace thought back to Laura laying next to him, her bare skin against his own. He'd say he had a fairly good night. Eyeball grinned, fully understanding Ace's expression. Luckily for him Ace was distracted with lighting a cigarette.
"It's Valentine's Day soon buddy, you got any plans," Eyeball asked, accepting the cigarette Ace passed to him.
"That's her birthday," Ace replied blowing smoke simultaneously out his nose and mouth.
"No shit," Eyeball replied, "you're gonna be hit up twice in one day."
Ace shrugged, "I've got it covered."
When Laura woke up again it was nine o'clock, which was fairly late for her. She realised just in time she was only wearing her underwear and put her nightgown on before opening the door.
Her mother was sitting on the kitchen bench top, she looked like she had been waiting for Laura to wake up for a while.
"Is something wrong?" she asked.
"No, nothing's wrong," she said, breaking into a smile. "In fact I think you'll be very happy."
"Why?" she asked, confused.
"I've decided to quit my job," she said, sliding off the counter and back to the floor.