A Kiss For The Trip

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Chapter 6

I woke up with a heavy bladder, a pounding headache and something crushing me

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I woke up with a heavy bladder, a pounding headache and something crushing me.

I look down at Devon who's head is on my chest and his arm is slung around my waist.

I stay like this for a few minutes just think of last night and enjoying the way he held me.

I grab a pillow removing myself from under him and going to use the bathroom.

Once I was finished I stare at my messy hair, the tear stains on my cheeks and the hickies on my neck, when did he put those there I don't know, I pull up the boxers he put on me whilst I was dozing off last night, when I get back into the room I look at him to see him squeezing the life out of that pillow, I stop walking with my mouth slightly agape, that could've been me.

I walk out of his room to the living room in search of my bag, when I get it I call Drea hoping she would pick up.

"What?" she groans.

"Drea?"

"Wassup," she says in a sleepy voice.

"I might have had sex with Devon last night," I block my mouth, she snorts.

"Well no shit, I tried callling you so I could bring you back home but you never answered, we all assumed it."

"What you mean we?"

"Nell, Trey and I," I roll my eyes thank god it was just them that suspected.

"Can you come pick me up?"

"Bitch it's 4:30," she groans and I hear movement from the other side so I know she's on her way.

"Please," I beg.

"Aight, is it cool if Trey comes he spent the night and you woke him up."

"yes just hurry please."

I grab the model and the bristol board from last night and I place it on the island before grabbing my bag and walking back to the room, I strip from his clothes as I fold it neatly on the edge of the bed, I put my shirt back on and then my sweats before slowly sneaking back to the door, I suddenly pause and I turn slowly seeing Devon was not in the bed.

"Damn ma that's how you feel?"

I turn slowly seeing him watching me as he sits on the bathroom counter.

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