i woke up in sams arms. i turned over and he was asleep with a smile on his face. i couldnt help but smile at that sight. i wriggled out of his arms so i wouldnt wake him up. i folded my arms and looked at him for a minute, making sure he was asleep. he was. i checked my phone. it was 10am. i carefully opened my drawers and picked out dark blue bootcut jeans and a gray knit top. i laid them down on my desk and took off my shirt. i picked up the top but i heard a groan. i turned around and sam was sitting up smiling with his hands behind his head. i covered myself with the shirt.
"oh come onnnn" sam said
"turn around." i said sternly.
he sighed but turned around like i told him to. i changed as quickly as i could and jumped on the bed next to him. "what do you want to do today?" i smiled
he folded his arms around my waist causing our noses to touch, making him completely irresistable. "how the fuck am i supposed to resist you" i groaned.
"you arent"
i looked at him "but i guess you're gonna have to." he said.
i nodded. "guess so"
at that moment i wanted him so bad. but this was ridiculous, he was probably the same towards every girl.
so i got up and threw his shirt at him. "why do i have to wear this?" he pouted
"do you usually walk around half naked?"
"actually yes. when my mom's gone, fully naked." he laughed
"you're gross" i shoved him "do what you want"
he grinned. "lets go make some breakfast."
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Sammy Wilkinson imagine
FanfictionBrooke moved to Omaha for her senior year. its her first year living alone. she meets sam wilkinson, jack gilinsky, and jack johnson. her and sam instantly hit it off, and they go back to her place. Who would have known where it would lead?
