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A S P E N ' S   P O V

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A S P E N ' S  P O V

I woke up to the feeling of a bare chest pressed up against my back. It only took a few minutes before all the thoughts from last night came flooding back.

I felt Dalton slide his arm around my waist, pulling me back into him. He took his hand and grabbed my own, interlocking our fingers together.

"Good morning." He whispered in his morning voice, kissing the exposed skin on my shoulder.

I turned to face him, a smile adorning my face at his cute sleepy look. "Morning, boyfriend."

He laughed and leaned forward slightly to kiss the corner of my lips, leaving me wanting an actual kiss.

"Are you sore?" He asked, the concern laced in his every word.

"A little bit." I mumbled, feeling the soreness in my thigh.

"My legs feel like shit." He mumbled, scooting down and burying his head in my chest.

I ran my fingers through his hair as I took a moment to process what he was saying.

"Wait, wait—Did I make you sore?" I asked, trying to hold back the laugh that was threatening to bubble over.

"Fuck you." He groaned, slipping his arms down to wrap around my waist.

I simply laughed and moved my hand to run my fingers through his hair. We sat in a comfortable silence, enjoying one another's presence.

As I was running my fingers through his hair, I reached over and grabbed my phone off of the nightstand.

"What time is it?" Dalton mumbled, his voice sending vibrations on my chest.

"11:30." I responded, reading through the unanswered messages I had.

"Shit." He groaned, pressing his face further into my chest, my cheeks heating up.

"What?"

"Coach is making us practice today since we have a game next week." He explained, making me pout in remorse for him.

"What time?" I asked, hoping it wasn't too early so he could rest more.

"1:00."

"Well.." I trailed off, trying to think of a response. "Want some head?"

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D A L T O N ' S P O V

"But yeah, basically I'm just a virgin in a whores body." Hunter droned on, eating the snacks he usually hid in his locker.

"Hunter-" I began, turning to him as he raised a brow at me. "It is too early for whatever crazy shit you're talking about."

"It's 1 o'clock." Luka laughed from the bench he was sitting on, tying his shoes.

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