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Sleepingclearlywasn’tin the works for me because I didn’t sleep in. When my eyes opened, Walt’s fingers curled around my boob and when I tried to remove his hand, all he’d do was groan like he wanted to say something rude to me then flex his fingers tighter around my boob.
It took me multiple tries for him to finally let me go and when he did; I turned to look at him, watching him for a moment. I ran my fingers through his hair, loving the feel. When Walt stirred; I stopped.
“May fucking day, other other.” He said with a smile on his face, opening his eyes to look at me.
“What?” I replied because honestly, I didn’t know what he was saying, but I blamed it all on him still being in a dream-like state.
“Other other.” He repeated, shutting his eyes as he turned, giving me his back. I don’t know what it means, but okay? Sounds like gibberish to me.
I forced myself out of bed after snapping some pictures and posting my favorite one; I grabbed my sunflowers, using them as a covering for my naked chest as I planted a kiss on Walt’s back with my eyes shut while I buried my fingers in his hair.
“Are you going to keep staring at the picture of Zombie Dad that you posted?” Rowe pulls me out of my thoughts involving Walt.
I smile widely before looking at him. We’re both under the dryer for two different reasons. Rowe was the first one that was up at the same time as me, so I asked him if he wanted to come with me to the salon and shop. He got a touch up on his color while I decided I wanted a blow out.
We did things in reverse. We shopped and bought whatever we wanted, leaving everything in Rowe’s new car and now we’re getting our hair done along with pedicures coupled with my nail refill.
“I… can I tell you something?” I say, facing him, trying not to chuckle because they’re steaming his hair. He’s getting the best treatment as he deserves.
Rowe cocks his brow. “It better not have anything to do with that picture or what happened before it.” He smirks. “Sunflowers, A perfect sunrise and Disney.” Rowe repeats my caption to me. “You included the collar in the picture, too.” He chuckles.
“What?” I smile, shrugging. “You think he won’t like it?”
“Oh, he will. He’s been walking around moping and angry and all that shit when you were busy with rehearsals along with whatever the fuck issue you two had, but I can guarantee he’ll wake up with the arrogant aura he was practically born with.” Rowe smirks. “Hell, he’s going to think about locking you in a cage because of your outfit. This isn’t how you dressed when you met us.”
I look down at my outfit; I’m wearing a white ensemble. A mini white pleated golf skirt that stops mid-thigh, and a white shirred frill bandeau crop with my chunky white sneakers that are to the side right now.
“I used to dress like this before getting beat up. It set me back, but Rager reminded me about myself, so yeah, and what’s wrong with my outfit?” I ask Rowe.
“Well, if there’s one thing about my dads that I know, it’s that they’re most likely crazier than me. Sparrow would be fucked into next week wearing shit like this. Like I said, Walton Cambridge will not pretend he didn’t see it.” Rowe chuckles.
“You do it too.” I say.
“Do what?” Rowe asks.
“Refer to himself as Walton Cambridge. He does that third person thing. It’s like he’s talking about two different people.”
“You have experience with that, especially Rager, so you’ll be fine.”
Both Rowe and I laugh at the comment, thinking about Rager.
Rowe and I come in with our bags along with breakfast, but it appears everyone is still in their collective rooms or sleeping.
“Want a smoothie?” I ask Rowe. “I make killer ones.”
“Sure. I’m going to wake up the little bird and then I’ll be done.”
“Making enough smoothies for the house, then.”
Rowe nods and makes his way upstairs while I ask the chef where everything is, including the music in the kitchen.
Calvin Harris’ How deep is your love? plays as I get the ingredients for the smoothie singing along with the singer moving my body. I remove my shoes, placing them to the side as I dance in my socks while I make the smoothies.
Rowe and Sparrow join me in the kitchen as I pass them their green smoothies with straws and a smile. I leave the music on as I slide onto the counter while sipping mine.
I pick up my phone as I cross one leg over the other and I see a message from Walt.
