Authors' note: This is my first attempt at a story. So feedback is certainly appreciated. It gets off to a rather slow start but hopefully will pick up a bit in later chapters. I have the first few chapters mostly done but I can't make any promises as to how quickly I'll be posting new ones after that. I can however promise that I'll finish it at some point if you're patient. Hope you enjoy the experience of reading as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Hats off to little_blonde_jug for her thoughtful editing.
Chapter 5: Waking up to Bree
Waking up to Bree in a real bed was a rather pleasant experience. Not that waking up with Bree the last couple of times hadn't been, but to get to do it in a proper bed was a bit of a novelty.
Though I didn't want it to be -- a novelty that is. In fact, my first few thoughts that morning revolved around what I could do to make this a regular occurrence.
She was still asleep with her head on my shoulder and the rest of her all curled around me. So I gave the top of her head a few small kisses and just lay there and enjoyed having her close. I drifted in and out of sleep for a while until she eventually started to stir, which prompted another few kisses before I whispered "Good morning," in her ear. Apparently that tickled, since she wiggled rather pleasantly before turning her head so she could look at me. She gave a cute little yawn and then kissed me on the nose before replying with a contented little sigh.
I absently stroked her back as we lay there and cuddled. Not talking, just enjoying the company and the morning. She'd give a sigh every now and again to which I'd invariability reply with a small kiss.
"Did you sleep well?" she eventually asked.
"Very, how about you?" I replied.
I couldn't see her face, but I could hear the smile in her voice when she said, "Better than I have in a long time."
"Well then my work here is done," I said as I made like I was going to get out of bed.
"You're not going to get away from me that easy Mister!" she said as she grabbed me in a surprisingly strong hung.
I rolled over, looked her in the eye, and said, "Good!" very softly before kissing her.
She kissed me back and her hug got even tighter. Whatever else either one of us was going to say was forgotten at that point as we spent the next half hour making out.
It was a Thursday and we both had class, so we eventually rolled out of bed to face the day. Bree went to Summer's room to get ready. I grabbed a quick shower and changed before meeting her downstairs for breakfast. We traded a kiss and spent the entire time in line holding hands or hugging. When we finally sat down our legs were touching under the table. When we walked to class we were hand in hand.
That pretty much set the tone for the entire day. We had to part occasionally to go to different classes, but we always met each other afterwards, and it seemed we were always touching when we were together. I don't know about her, but I missed her when I was in class and couldn't wait to get back to her when it was done. The fact that she was always touching me, holding hands or stroking my arm idly drove me absolutely crazy. It's hard to describe how close I felt to her that day. I literally couldn't get enough of this girl and it certainly seemed like the feeling was mutual. We spent the entire day with each other. After dinner we ended up in my room listening to music, and studying, chatting constantly and taking frequent study breaks usually involving heavy make out sessions that I'd come to think of as our 'teenage' moments.
Later in the evening, Bree came up for air after one of those moments. She looked up at me and announced she needed to go over to Summer's for a bit.
"Shall I walk you over there?" I asked.
I think the surprise showed in my face when she gave me a quick "No."
Her face softened and she gave me a mysterious little smile.
"Don't worry silly boy, I'll be back!" she said with a wink.
She'd been gone maybe an hour before I started to worry a bit at how much I missed her. Remember the short relationship thing? Well pining over a girl was really not my thing. Come to think of it, running around and holding hands all day wasn't my thing either. Frankly I was surprised and a bit uncomfortable at how I was reacting to this woman. It had been years since I'd let myself care enough about anyone to really miss them. Yet here I was, sitting there and getting worked up about her mysteriously disappearing for an hour.
It was crazy; it didn't in the least fit with my self-image. But here I was having what amounted to a panic attack that a girl I barely knew, a girl that I wasn't even officially dating, might leave me.
It's the idea of her disappearing that that really started to throw me. That was the problem with really caring about something or someone, now wasn't it? They always left you, they always disappeared. What was I thinking letting myself get so attached to someone so quickly? Hell, what was I doing letting myself get so attached to anyone at all? What was I going to do when she left? What...
My thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. I opened it to find Bree standing there and everything was suddenly okay. She was holding a bag in front of her and she raised it up, tilting her head as if she was asking a question. I grabbed the bag with one hand and her with the other, pulling her into the room. She started to say something, but I interrupted her with a kiss as I kicked the door closed and pushed her up against the wall. I closed my eyes and just drank in the smell and the taste of her, the feel of her breasts pushing up against my chest, the sounds of her soft moans as we kissed.
Who knows how long we leaned there and kissed? - long enough for the hungry kisses we started with to settle down into something tender and soft.
I gave her one last kiss before pulling back a bit and looking deeply into her eyes.
They twinkled as she said, "So I guess you missed me... "
Well, yeah, but I don't think I was really ready to talk about it yet. So I held up her bag and said matter of factly, "I think you need a drawer!"
This got me a grin and a quick kiss.
