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.

the tip of my finger. It wasn't hard enough to break any skin, but I could

may not talk bad

love you, Drew, but

still have years of birthdays," Drew reminded me. "Besides, this birthday has been a thousand times better because

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

out of my panties and licked them clean. "Go shower and let me know if you need anything." "What

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

me shower?" I asked, stopping in the doorway to the bathroom and pulling off my tank top. The bruise

Drew grinned, following me into the bathroom and leaning against the counter. He watched me finish stripping and get into the shower before he pulled

just letting the guys know I'm taking you away

head back into the water and felt the

guys aren't mad, are they?" I asked as I rinsed the

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

phone down and held open an oversized fluffy towel from the towel warmer. I stepped

weeks. He lifted his head and

warm enough to braid your hair, and it will keep you

you like my hair braided?" I countered,

wear it, but yes,

asked. The image of him wrapping his hand around his fist while he thrust into

good," He said, giving me one last kiss before letting

nude. Drew tried to ignore me by messing with his phone, but I could see with