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I awakened the next morning and my face was buried in Carter’s chest. Our legs were twisted together in some weird way. My skin felt really clammy and cold. I snuggled closer to Carter and I felt his chest vibrate.
“What are you laughing at?” I asked him.
“You."
“I did nothing funny though,” I told him.
He chuckled lightly again. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine,” I said as I distanced myself away from him a little and stared into his eyes.
“Good, you hungry?” He got out of the bed. My eyes began to scan his body unknowingly. He had on nothing but a pair of shorts. “Lizzie?” He had a smirk on his face.
“What?”
“Were you imagining me naked?”
I sat up. “Carter, get over yourself. I’ve seen you naked before, I don’t have to imagine.”
He laughed. “I’m just joking, although if you wanted to see me naked again all you had to do was ask.”
I laughed. I had missed this Carter and I hadn’t really seen much of him since we had reunited. “Well, let me see you naked,” I teased.
He laughed. “You got to work for it sweetie.”
“So what’s my job?” I stood up and placed myself in front of him. I was still only left in a tank top and panties.
He laughed again. “To go put on some clothes so we can go get something to eat.”
I chuckled. “Whatever you say,” I said as I exited the room. What in the hell was that I thought as I walked back to my room to get ready. Were we flirting? I chuckled to myself. That was a big no-no considering the fact that Carter had a girlfriend.
I got in and out of the shower quickly so I wouldn’t have to keep Carter waiting long. I ended up putting on some denim jeans and a t-shirt that had fist pump on the front. I walked out the room and found Carter standing in the kitchen talking on the phone.
“Yea no problem,” he said. “ Naw. I’m not, nope.” I walked into the kitchen and stood next to him. He glanced at me. “Alright man, I’ll stop by later.” He hung up. “You ready?“
I nodded. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the house. We ended up going to Denny’s to eat. I sat at the table across from Carter.
“What are you getting?"
“The pancake breakfast,” I told him.
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Lay Me Down
Teen FictionLizzie had been forced to sleep with men for as long as she can remember to support her mom and stepdad's raging drug habits. She's lost and has no one to turn to leaving her to trust no one, but when the new guy comes to school and insist on being...
