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I break from his lips. “We can kiss later. Get naked. Hurry up.”
He’s laughing again. “You’re supposed towantme to go slow. Give you time to warm up?”
“Yeah, well, I’m warmed up so let’s go.”
I yank back the covers on the bed as he strips his clothes off. I let him undress me, then pull him back over me to finish what I’ve been wanting to do since I got up this morning.
When we’re done, he collapses on his back next to me. “You’re wearing me out, Jade.” He says it kiddingly.
“If you didn’t want it you shouldn’t have walked in here looking all hot.”
He feels my forehead. “You’re definitely sick. You want sex all the time and you just gave me a compliment. I’m taking you to the doctor.”
I laugh and take his hand off my forehead. “I don’t need a doctor. I feel a lot better today. No headaches. No dizziness.”
“That’s because you’re not racing off to class or doing homework. You’re going to rest here all day.”
We get dressed and then I snuggle back into his arms.
I really like sick days.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-TWO
“Didyou try out the TV today?”
“Yep. Still works.”
Garret tickles my side. “Okay, smart ass. I meant did you watch anything.”
“I watched Cassie and Kurt, that morning talk show. They had your girlfriend on as their first guest.”
“You were on the Cassie and Kurt show?” he kids.
“Your other girlfriend. Ava.”
“She’s not my girlfriend so stop saying that.”
“Well, this morning she basically told all of America that you’re her boyfriend.”
“Great. That’s just what I need. Like I’m not getting enough emails and—” He stops.
“You’re getting emails from fans of the show?”
He sighs. “Somehow my email got out and I’ve been getting like a thousand emails a day.”
“When did you start getting them?”
“Last Saturday. At first it was just a few, but then more started coming in and now it’s out of control.” He reaches over me to get his phone from the table by my bed. “That reminds me, I need to get a new email address and shut the old one down.”
“Did you read any of the emails?”
“A few. They’re pretty much all the same.” He swipes through his phone.
“What do they say?”
“Just stupid shit. I don’t even remember.”
“Can I read one?” I hold my hand out for the phone.
