Whilst the boyfriends away

61.

Spending another night in Aston's arms I'm now finding it hard to part from him the following morning, I'm supposed to have work but thought of being alone again seems worse than facing ear bashing from my boss tomorrow, so I'm calling in sick.

"Nothing will happen at work, it will be just as normal," Aston reassured.

"I know, I don't feel like going in that's all."

"But you know I have to go in this afternoon?"

"Yeah, that's fine," I smiled weakly.

"Well, I suppose its nothing important."

"I'll be okay."

"Do you want some breakfast?" he asked kissing my forehead.

"Not really, no."

"I told you last night, you can't go without food."

"I'll have something later."

"Let me cook you some brunch."

"Brunch?" I chuckled.

"It's meal in between breakfast and lunch."

"I know what it is, I meant since when did we do brunch?"

"When we spend the morning in bed like this."

Kissing just behind my ear and down the side of my neck to my collar-bone I felt shivers run through my whole body with a smile now plastered on my face.

"We can do it every weekend when we get our own place," he whispered.

Sudden banging at the front door made us both jump in fright as the hammering got louder.

"Alright, fucking hell," Aston moaned climbing out of bed.

"What if its Charlie? you said he doesn't have a key," I gasped.

"I'll see to it, stay here and he will think you're at work."

''But my car is out the front."

"He wouldn't have taken any notice."

Leaving me alone in the bedroom I couldn't resist peaking through the tiniest gap left open at the door, the banging and cluttering only getting louder as Aston let them in. It was of course Charlie.

"Give me chance," Aston moaned.

"Where are my keys?" Charlie snapped.

"I don't know."

Hearing a jingle I listened to his footsteps marching across the house, obviously looking for something he threw away whatever was in his path, the cluttering only getting louder.

"Where is she?" Charlie asked.

"Well at work I would think, it's Monday."

He muttered something but there was no chance of me hearing.

"See you then," Aston called sarcastically, seconds before the front door slammed shut.

The coast now clear I'm aloud out of the bedroom, following him into the kitchen I looked around at the mess left on the coffee table and carpet.

"What did he want?" I asked.

"His phone and keys by the looks of it."

"You don't think he's going to my office do you?"

"Nah, he has no reason to babe."

"I suppose not."

"Come on, sit down I'm cooking us something nice to eat."