The Bad Boy and My Cookie

VI.

Chapter 6: Blunt Confessions and Scientific Investigations

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🍪Ellie's P.O.V

"Wake up," A voice murmured, shaking me lightly.

"Give me one more hour mom," I groaned sleepily, pushing myself further into the softness of my pillows.

"You're going to be late by then," My mom's deep and husky chuckle meet my ea—wait what?

Last time I checked, my mother's laughter was feminine and like a bucket of cold water, memories from yesterday came flooding back.

My body bolted upright without even consulting my brain and came tumbling down the floor. A loud painful thud resonated in the room that wasn't even mine!

"Fuck you floor!" I groaned painfully, giving a light slap to the floor.

I opened my eyes and was met by every reader's one desire to see in real life.

Alec King shirtless. I couldn't help but gape at the sight of his muscular chest, my eyes trailing down to his amazing six pack stopping at the band of his basketball shorts.

A few tattoos scattered in his body and I couldn't help but bite my lip, stopping the temptation to just jump at him and give it a lick. Should I just go for it?

Fuck. We aren't even halfway through the story and I already want to jump his bones.

"Like what you see? Take a picture biscotto." He smirked, noticing my obvious stare.

"Where's my phone? Pass it to me please," I said without even thinking, my eyes still stuck to his chest.

He's definitely has Italian heritage, eyeing the tattoo of the Italian flag on his upper left chest. Alec's tattoos were uniquely done and was scattered across his body like art.

At the sound of his laughter, I snapped out of my daze and blushed furiously. I immediately stood up and turned away from him, my hand covering my mouth.

"What time is it?" I asked through my hand, desperate to change the topic.

"It's six a.m. I figured that I needed to wake you up early since you know you're girl." He mused out, playing along to my obvious change of subject.

"Stop acting smug Alec. Why didn't you wake me up when I fell asleep?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes at him.

A ghost of smile sprawled on his lips,"How could I? You were snoring so loudly that it felt like a warning bell to me." He shrugged, crossing his arms and making his muscles flex slightly.

My eyes followed the action, going into a awe-land for a second before I shook my head.

FOCUS ELLIE.

"What? I don't snore!" Lie.

Wait.

"If I slept in your room, then where did you sleep?" I asked, my eyes narrowing at him.