When i woke up I looked around the room. THis room wasn't the one I woke up to every morning, it was bigger and I smelt something being cooked from the kitchen. I rolled around in the bed and realized I was naked. I sat up slowly, brining the blanket up to ccover my chest, and tried to remember earlier.
"Your awake?"
I jumped and saw Philip leaning against the thershold of the bedroom wearing just a robe. "Oh, yeah, i just woke up," I said nervously.
He smiled at me and untied his robe slowly, keeping his eyes trained on me. I bit my lip as his robe fell to the ground and he walked over to me. I laid back and he leaned over me.
"You ready for round 2?" he asked against my lips, moving the blanket down my body, his lips trailing behind.
"Yes," i whispered.
The Govornor let out a sigh as a knock came from the door. "They'll go away," he whispered and kissed me again.
I giggled as he nipped at my neck and ran his hands over my sides again. I squeaked as the door opened and Milton looked at the two of us. "I-I'm sorry sir, I didn't know you had ccompany," Milton stuttered, red in the face.
"Shouldn't I be the one red in the face?" I asked.
"Milton, would you mind waiting for me outside?" Philip asked.
"Of course, sir."
I laid back into the pillows and sighed. "Your duties must resume."
He leaned down and gave me a kiss. "We always have later,'' he said which made me smile.
"You let me know when you want me back," I said.
He stood up and started for his clothes. "I got you some new clothes while you were sleeping, I hope they fit," he said while motioning to the pile of clothes ontop of a table.
"Thank you," I said.
"Anything," he commentefd before walking out of the room.
I put on my new clothes, a blank tank top, a white off-the shoulder lacy overshirt, then a pair of very tight sky blue skinny jeans. I tied up my black boots before clipping my holster onto the loop of my jeans. I sighed before walking out of the room and into the town that I've grown to love.
"You know, I figured that with all the end of the world shit, the whole spreading rumors would stop."
I turned to see Andrea, this time without Michonne. "Rumors?" I asked.
"The one where you spent the night with that Govornor guy," she said.
"So what if I spent the night with him?" I asked.
"He doesn't seem much like your type."
"I don't have a type."
"Redneck, about this tall, blue eyes," she started.
"That was the past, besides, can anyone really be picky these days?" I asked.
"Were you with the Govornor?" Merle asked as he caught up with me as we walked down the street.
"What's it to you?" I asked him and continued walking.
He grabbed my arm and I glared at him. "Get your hands off me," I warned.
"Or what? You gonna use that gun on me?"
I ripped my arm away. "Don't think I won't," I hissed.
He smirked. "So, think he's better than me?"
"What?"
"In bed, do you think he's better than me?"
