Nothing Left to Lose (Completed)

Chapter 8

I woke in the morning with him practically laying on top of me. I was on my back and he was laying half on his side with his other half on me, his arm and leg slung casually over me and his face buried in the crook of my neck. Panic surged through me for a couple of seconds before I remembered it was him.

As I laid there slowing my heart rate down, I glanced over at my alarm clock it was almost 11:30 in the morning. Jeez I don't think I've ever slept in this late before, well not without a major hangover anyway! He moved slightly and his hand cupped the side of my head as his face nuzzled into my neck. I smiled and poked him in the ribs.

He jerked his head up and looked at me confused as if he didn't know who the hell I was, before understanding shot across his face and he jumped out of the bed so fast I'm surprised he didn't fall on his ass.

"Whoa shit! I'm sorry! You ok?" he asked panicked. I nodded and smiled at him, he looked so funny, I've never seen anyone move so fast! Damn he looked sexy in the morning, his black hair was even more messed up than usual and he had the line of my top imprinted across the bottom of his jaw where he'd been asleep on me.

I sat up "I'm fine, calm down" I said stretching like a cat, wow I was sore today! All my pathetic attempts at fighting him yesterday had resulted in me smashing to the floor more than once, it wouldn't have been to bad if he hadn't landed on top of me.

"Jeez Anna, I'm really sorry I didn't realise I was asleep on you like that, you should have pushed me off or something" he said smiling at me apologetically.

"Don't worry about it, the laying on me was fine, it was the snoring I almost shot you for" I joked climbing out of the bed and grabbing my dressing gown.

"I do not snore! Do I?" he asked curious.

I burst out laughing, "You don't know whether you snore or not? Haven't girls ever told you?" I asked rolling my eyes.

He sat on the edge of the bed and ran his fingers through his messy bed hair, "I've never stayed the night with a girl before" he said shrugging.

I glanced at him to see if he was joking, nope no signs of humour there. "Really? How come?" I asked plopping down on the bed next to him and crossing my legs.

"I told you I never really had a girlfriend so...." he said trailing off.

"Wow you really are a player! So you fuck the girls then it's just like what, thanks ma'am and you leave?" I asked laughing.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm not a player! I told you I've just never met anyone who I wanted to spend the night with" he said shrugging.

"Until now" I said jokingly.

He nodded "Yeah until now, but I've never once said thanks ma'am!" he said grinning.

Suddenly he pushed me down on the bed gently, laying down next to me pressing his body to my side. My heart started to race but I wasn't scared, I could see he was joking, he was watching me intently probably to make sure he was ok doing this.

"Well, thanks for letting me spend the night Ma'am" he whispered sexily, my breath caught in my throat at the sound of his voice.

"You're welcome Agent, and thanks for staying the night, I slept really well" I said honestly.

"Me too" he said rolling off me and walking to the door. "Wanna meet me for breakfast?" he asked hopefully, stopping at the door.

"Um, it's a bit late for breakfast but I'll eat lunch with you" I said nodding at the clock.

He looked at the clock and shook his head "Right ok lunch then" he said his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Ok, I'll knock when I'm ready, say half and hour?" I said shrugging, he nodded and walked out closing my door behind him.

I dressed quickly in sweats and a v-neck top, running a brush through my wild hair, nope no salvaging that! I quickly put it up into a ponytail and clipped my bangs to the side. I looked in the mirror, I looked the same as I did every other day, baggy and loose which was great. I longed to wear normal clothes but it was easier this way to go unnoticed, it actually scared me when guys started to look at me with lust in their eyes.

I knew every guy wasn't like Carter, but just in case I couldn't bring myself to show any skin or curves, funny how that's changed with Ashton. I didn't think twice about wearing my bikini in front of him yesterday.

My parents wouldn't let me dress like this in public, apparently my father's image came from his family too, so when I went back to school there was a no sweats rule which I had to abide by but I was allowed baggy jeans and tops.