Bring... Bring.... Bring...
I groaned and rolled over, smacking my alarm off. I hate school days, even when I was in school. Except for my morning rides with... I rolled back over and bumped my body into the one next to me. My eyes slowly fluttered open to look at Wes.
Wild night would be an understatement. I hadn't been that happy in years, in fact, I hadn't been that happy since our last "night" together. It was better than I had remembered, most definitely. Wes was laying, facing me, with his arm around my torso. He looked so peaceful as he slept. Wes was shirtless and even hotter than I remembered. Okay, let's just say everything was better than I had remembered.
I looked down at myself and blushed. I pulled the sheets up to my underarms and looked around the room. I need to get up. Wednesday's are the best, and I know I just said I hate school days, but this is the best. Maggie takes the girls to school and then she picks them up. A deal we've had for a long time. But I still have to get up and get them ready. I slid out from under the sheets and run into the closet. I grab a pair of workout clothes and run into the bathroom to take a shower. As I ran to the bathroom, I noticed all of our clothes thrown everywhere. I paused and shut the door to the bathroom. Every ounce of guilt in my body was rushing back. Sure I had broken up with Sawyer, but I just kind of hopped into bed with Wes right afterwards. Whatever, I'll deal with the consequences.
I rolled over and rested my arm where Avery should be. My eyes fluttered open when I realized that she wasn't there. I rubbed her empty space and looked towards the bathroom door. I could hear the shower running from behind the closed door. I yawned and glanced at the clock. Man, already after five forty-five. Keaton and Drew are gonna kill me. We were supposed to leave Chicago last night, but I called and asked them to reschedule it for this morning. So we were leaving on the ten am flight to LA. Which meant I would have to leave Avery behind.
I sat up slowly and looked around at the room. Last night was a blast. No girl I had been with since Avery, lived up to her, not even Maggie. I looked at the ground, our clothes were thrown everywhere and memories from last night came flooding in. Of course I tried to supress the ones where Avery was freaking out over that nightmare. But other than that it was nothing but wonderful.
I got up out of bed and got dressed. The least I can do is make her and the girls breakfast before I leave. Wow, Girls. I have kids. It really sunk in last night when I was reading the girls a bedtime story. It was unreal. They both had Avery's looks, her natural hair color, but they had my nose. And one of them could even sing, and she's only like six, I thought as I walked out of Avery's bedroom and down to the kitchen. And now I'm making my daughters and Avery breakfast, everything was just happening so fast.
I walked out of the bathroom, drying my hair with a towel as I went. I looked up, expecting to see Wes still there in bed, I mean it is only six in the morning. I know he likes to sleep in late, or used to, so I figured he'd be here. Even his clothes were gone off the ground. I had a horrible gut feeling that he up and left, but it didn't seem like something he would do, especially not after last night. He was never one to walk away, I was. I stumbled out of my room, disappointed and kind of depressed again. But my feelings quickly turned to the better when I stepped into the kitchen.
"You're still here?" I asked. Wes turned from the stove and looked at me weird. "I mean I don't mind that you're here, I just thought you left."
"Oh sorry, I thought I would make you guys breakfast." He said with a half smile. I blushed and stepped further into the kitchen. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. "How'd you sleep?" Wes asked. I shrugged and nuzzled my head into his back.