Chapter Seven
Isabel
Last night was the best night I had ever experienced. Cole's body on my body, oh it was amazing. If my parents ever found out what I did, I would be dead. Well actually my mom thought that Cole and I "made love," but that's a different story. I woke up before Cole which was a good thing because all I had on was a tee shirt of his which was two times my size. All he had on was a pair of boxer shorts with music notes on them. Impressive!
I ran to the pile of clothes on the floor and slid a pair of jeans on. I don't think they were mine though but I slid into bed and ran my hand through his hair a few times to see if he would wake up. He didn't even after I kept doing it over and over again. So instead I kissed him. His eyes flew open and he kissed my right back.
"Do you feel like a horrible person now?" he asked in a tired voice.
"Not anymore." I said with a sigh. He laughed a little, then kissed my cheek.
"Only a cheek kiss?" I asked.
"Do you want more?"
"Ok," He leaned over and was about kiss me but I piped in and said, "Can you change those first," I said as I pointed down to his boxers.
"Fine," he mumbled as he got out of bed. He walked over to the clothes pile and searched for his jeans.
"I'm wearing them." I said.
"Why-never mind can I have them." I slid them off under the covers and threw them at him.
"Can I have my jeans then?" he threw my jeans back at me and then slid his on.
"Ewe there warm," he said. I slid my jeans on under the covers, and then I got out of bed and looped my arms around his neck. I looked into his eyes and he looked into my eyes. Cole leaned in and put his forehead on my forehead. He kissed me on the nose, and then kissed my cheek, and then he kissed my lips.
"Mmmmm," I muttered.
"Isabel I love you." Cole said.
"Me too," I said as I kissed him over and over again.