Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 157

Three days later, a quiet knock on my door woke me. The sun had barely risen, and it was early. "I'm awake," I said in a sleepy voice. A smiling Drew pushed open the door. When I stretched my hand to him, he came right over and slid onto the bed. I fit into his arms like I'd been made just for him. I melted into him, and the tension keeping him rigid, relaxed. Drew ran his fingers through my hair, being careful not to pull.

With a groan, I pulled back from the kiss. "You taste like peppermint and coffee, and I haven't even brushed my teeth. I probably have horrible morning breath," I complained.

Drew chuckled. "You taste like you, beautiful. He said, then rolled me over, being careful to keep his weight off of me, which I was grateful for because I was still very sore. My fingers dug into his shoulders, then slid through his hair as he kissed me again.

I shivered under the sheets and wiggled, then wrapped my leg around his waist, and Drew chuckled against my mouth. "As tempting as that is beautiful, I have other plans for us."

"What did you have in mind?"

"Run away with me for the day? Just you and me,"

I gently ran my hand down his cheek, and then I froze "Oh shit."

"Shh..." Drew caught my hand and kissed it.

"Drew, we..."

"Shh...no worries, beautiful. You being home and safe is the best birthday gift ever.

"I'm a horrible girlfriend." I groaned.

hard enough to break any

talk bad about

love you, Drew, but I should have

Drew reminded me. "Besides, this birthday

of bed and held me until I was steady on my feet. His gaze was focused on my chest, and I realized one of my breasts had tried to escape my tank top. Before I could adjust my shirt, he leaned down and sucked the nipple into his mouth, and I gasped. He had slid one of his hands into my panties. I was already wet and needy. He was watching my face as he began to run slow teasing circles

perfect, beautiful," He murmured as he gave my clit one last stroke, then pulled his fingers out of my panties and licked them clean. "Go

and a comfy T-shirt. Grab a jacket and your boots, too," He said, turning me and

you like to watch me shower?" I asked, stopping in the doorway to the bathroom and pulling off my tank top. The bruise from the seat belt was still

grinned, following me into the bathroom and leaning against the counter. He watched me finish stripping and get into the shower before he pulled out his phone. "No taking

the guys know I'm taking you away

tilted my head back into the water and felt the tension

asked as I rinsed

grumpy," Drew admitted. But since it's my birthday,

his phone down and held open an oversized fluffy towel from the towel warmer. I stepped into it, and he tugged me toward

I whispered, and he grinned. When he kissed me this time, I could feel this pent-up emotion from the past few weeks. He lifted his head and smiled down at

to braid your hair, and it will

hair braided?" I countered, and

way you wear it, but yes,

of him wrapping his hand around his fist while he thrust into me made me want to

said, giving me one

hair, still completely nude. Drew tried to ignore me