I want it to be Christmas now.
"Stop moving" Trevor groans lifting his head off my chest.
"I need to leave" he kisses my neck.
"No your staying" he grabs my waist.
"Z I need to leave I have to dog sit" I smile as I feel his lips trail my body.
"I swear you don't design anything anymore you just dog sit" he sits up.
"I still design stuff" I smile "you can come with me if you like".
"Yes" he nods.
"Then let's go" I stand up.
"I have to get changed" he looks down at his clothes.
"You can go like that" I smile looking him up and down.
"One you just wanna see my abs and two your making me hurry so you can take ages getting ready" Trevor puts a t-shirt on.
"That is lies" I laugh "I don't wanna see your abs" "personally I like a dad bod".
"that's not lies" he shakes his head "and what your saying is lies because I can clearly remember your travelling your hands up my bo-".
"Shut up" I grab his hand.
He keeps laughing until we get to his car.
"Did you even take a breath there?" I question.
"Yes" he nods.
"Right sure" I nod. He kept laughing I swear he never took a breath.
I get in his car put my seat belt on, he hands me the aux cable and I play drake.
"Where's Taylor?" He gasps.
"Not feeling a Taylor mood" I shrug.
"How can you not be feeling a Taylor mood!" He shakes his head "that's outrageous what happened to you!".
"You know when I got out my coma I was like damn Taylor Swift sucks" he gasps again.
"Ariella Turcotte can I kick you out my car?" I laugh.
"No you can't" he places his hand on my thigh.
We get to my place and I open the door.
"I forgot my clothes at yours" I walk to my bedroom.
"You realise that now" he sits down on my bed "do you make your bed?".
"Trevor you never make your bed be quite" I look for an outfit.
Leggings, hoodie and uggs, Slicking it back again since I didn't wash it.
"You can just pull anything off can't you" he pulls me closer.
"You pull hockey hair off" he brings me to his lap.
"I seen you eye fucking me Turcotte" he squeezes my hips.
"It wasn't eye fucking it was simply observing" I shake my head.
"Your eyes where saying Trevor strip me naked".
I gasp "shut up".
"Baby I'm not complaining" he places a kiss to my lips.
I've missed him calling me baby knowing he's actually mine.
"I am so let's go" I get off his lap.
"You never complained after stagecoach" he takes my hand.
"I'll cover your mouth with duck tape" I open the front door.
