This Love (Paige Bueckers)

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narrative

Iris pov

"you should come to Connecticut," I say to Caitlin over the phone

"why?" she asks.

"because I miss you," I say. and I want to tell you that im engaged.

"why can't you come to Indiana?" she asks.

"because I still have school," I say.

"and I have 'im busy being famous'," she says.

"please," I say.

"fine," she sighs. "I'll be there tomorrow."

"TOMORROW?!" I yell.

"yup!" she confirms. "see ya!"

she hangs up.

"Paige!" I yell to the bathroom.

"yeah?" she asks, walking out in a towel, running her fingers through her hair.

"uh-" I stutter from the sight in front of me. "Caitlin is coming tomorrow."

"TOMORROW?!" she yells.

"that's exactly what I said!" I exclaim.

"we need to clean!" she says. "and make her a dessert or something. to soften the blow."

"I do love to watch your muscly arm mix batter," I smirk.

I turn to grab her some clothes from our dresser. im already wearing a pair of her basketball shorts, which are huge on me. and a white tshirt.

"then get on your hands and knees," she says.

"WHAT?!" I yell, turning around.

"and clean!" she smiles proudly.

"I hate you," I hit her with her shirt.

"not what you said last night." She smirks.

"you sound like a middle schooler," I laugh.

"what middle schooler do you know that is sexually active?"

"sadly, a lot," I say.

"that's wild," she laughs.

five hours later

"why did that take so long to clean," she sighs, flopping onto the couch. "it's 3:30 in the morning."

"because you decided we were going to take breaks." I sit down next to her.

"you weren't exactly opposed to it," she mentions.

"I don't think I'll ever be opposed to doing what we did," I say.

"oh yeah?" she leans closer to me.

"yeah," I reply.

she softly kisses me and starts moving her lips against mine. she grazes her fingers across my jaw and my body shivers.

I slowly climb to straddle her lap and she smiles into the kiss. she continues to kiss me softly. I love it when she kisses like this. like she thinks that if she does anything stronger, it'll crush me. it's sweet, beautiful.

I slowly move my hips against her and she sighs. she smiles as I start to move a bit faster.

"you know what I love?" she asks.

"what?"

"that we can do this wherever we want in the apartment. because it's ours. no worrying about azzi."