Insomnia

CUTE OLD

Even though she likes it, she likes sleeping with him, it's still strange. Evie's fingers the artwork's brush strokes, tracing out the name Rosa on his rib cage. The wings that fan his neck have had a girl added to the middle. A girl with gorgeous curves and blonde... Curls...

This idiot did not.

He did fudging not.

"Cade, what the actual fuck?!" She pounds him on the chest with his fist, waking the beast up from his slumber.

"What?" He groans, holding himself up on an arm.

"You have me on your neck! What the duck?!"

"Duck?" He asks sleepily, then chuckles cutely, "no, she's just curvy and gorgeous and blonde and named Evie." He grins mischeviously

"You idiot!" She slaps him on the arm. "Why the hell?! I barely know you!"

"But you're memorable. And hot." He mumbles. "You're the nerd girl with metal mouth and severe acne who plays French horn." A grin slowly spreads across his face.

Evie smacks him upside the head.

"That's enough with the violence, baby." He pulls up her hands, kissing each one. "You didn't let me finish. You may be the nerd girl who looked absolutely atrocious," he silently applauds himself for that word and she knows it, "late middle school and early high school, but then you grew into all your curves, you got these pretty curls, your acne went away, and your teeth got fixed, and now you're this gorgeous woman with a pretty face and pretty lips. Do I honestly need to explain about the sexy body? I mean, I'm already hard and I woke up two seconds ago."

"I will slap you. Like actually." Evie threatens. "I will actually slap you."

"I tickle you then." Cade retorts, a smirk spreading across his sleepy features.

She gasps in disbelief. "You wouldn't." He straddles her hips suddenly, his fingers dancing across her stomach as she erupts into a fit of giggles. "You jerk! Get off of me!" She tries fruitlessly to kick and push him off with no such luck, laughing with Cade the whole time.

He stops, grinning lazily at her. "Go," she pants, "get my project."

"Want me to get a real breakfast while I'm out? That new place... Whatsitcalled... Mm! Rise?"

She nods. "Sure. Just, not extremely expensive, okay? I want to pay you back for all this."

"I can do what I want with my money, baby." He raises an eyebrow

Evie purses her lips. She pauses, staring at his swelling cheek and split lip. Her fingers trace the bruises along his stomach. "Are you okay? This all looks like it hurts." She runs over a particularly sensitive spot on his ribs, making him hiss and grit his teeth.

She puts her hands over her mouth. "Oh, my god. Cade, I'm so sorry."

"Don't be." He leans down. "So where is this project I have to get?" He asks against her lips, kissing her in between words. "You got a laptop or something?"

"A stack of papers on the desk." She giggles. "The colored pencils and my pencil pouch too. It's an apparel project and I have to draw, color and design 15 different people and their outfits."

"Ugh, that's too much work." He mumbles, rolling off her.

"Could you maybe get my toothbrush while you're there?" She asks, sitting up.

"Just use mine."

She looks at him funny. "When on earth did you get a toothbrush? And no. Ew."

"I don't sleep, remember?" He shuffles into his jeans from last night. "I have this stupid bag thing in my car. For, you know, emergencies like this."