Chapter 53 Saying Three Little Word
-Drew-
This week went by slowly without being able to communicate with her.
I met the guys at the cages and took my frustration out with my bat.
Craig said he was going to get me grounded during the season, so I could get some easy homers.
I’d laughed, but I wasn’t going to go another week without talking to Annie: even if it got me more home runs, it wasn’t worth it.
At home, I’ve avoided Daniel as much as humanly possible.
We had to eat together on Thursday, but I’ve avoided all our living spaces most of the week.
He’s leaving any minute, and I am ready to see him go.
Mom has been sad at breakfast. I hate to see Mom sad, but I am so ready to have the house back.
***
My phone is dead when I get it back. I put it on the charger after breakfast, and it takes forever to stop blinking the charging symbol before it finally has enough battery to turn on.
I’m greeted with a picture of me and Annie, but no notifications.
Maybe she didn’t text me all week. I open the lock screen, and I smile because this is my favorite picture of Annie by herself.
Then the phone buzzes to life, and I get so many notifications that it makes me smile.
I think my girl missed me, too. I click on one of the notifications and am directed to her missed messages.
Annie Campbell
It’s been 10 minutes since your last message and I’m still missing you
I still miss you
I better get details why I had to go without talking to you for a week
We ate turkey today! Oh and I still miss you
My grandma thinks you’re a cutie
She also told me to have fun ?? whatever that means
Still miss you
How many days is a few days? It feels like its been way more than a few
I should have told you to write me a paper version of text messages
I miss you, do you miss me too?
I know we said PG but I miss kissing you and the lake, I miss it a LOT
Or couches, I miss couches
Or beds, what about beds??
If this is a parental figure of Drew Davis
This is not Annie Campbell someone has taken her phone
PS: Still missing you
On the drive home
I’m home!!!
Your window is dark so I’ll let you sleep
Come over to my house when you are released
I’ll be waiting….
I can feel the smile on my face after reading her text messages.
I think my girl missed me a lot. She’s right, I should have written down every time I missed her, or wanted to text her or hear her voice.
She’d have a fifty-page single-spaced report waiting for her.
I leave my phone on the charger and head out the door, as my girl is next door, and I don’t care that it’s only 9 a.m. I NEED to see her.
***
I ring the doorbell as I second-guess my decision not to text her first. They’d gotten home late last night, maybe they are still sleeping.
I’m about to turn around when Mrs. Campbell opens the door.
She is still in her robe, but she smiles.
“Oh, Drew, Annie is going to be so happy to see you. She made it clear that you didn’t have your phone all break.
Come on in—I think Annie is still asleep, but why don’t you go ahead and check?
Let her know her dad is still asleep, so we’ll have breakfast in, say, forty-five minutes.
” Her mom winks at me and heads towards their kitchen.
I’m not sure what just happened, but I think Annie’s mom gave me permission to go welcome my girl home.
I make my way quietly up the stairs to Annie’s room.
I think about knocking, but her mom said she may still be sleeping.
I could sneak in and snuggle in with her until she wakes up.
I crack the door and peek inside, and sure enough, Annie is still sleeping.
I open the door enough to slip in and then shut the door again.
I slip out of my shoes so that when I make it to the bed, I can slip inside the covers.
I feel a little funny, tip-toeing around my girlfriend’s room.
I probably look ridiculous, too. I’m not a small guy, and the room is full of sunlight from her window.
I get to the end of her bed and check if she is still asleep, and she is.
God, she is gorgeous, and she is just sleeping.
She has her hair in a half-undone bun on the top of her head, and her face is so relaxed in sleep.
I notice what she is wearing. She’s in my hoodie from our first date.
I can’t see anything else because her legs are covered by the blanket on her bed.
I move to the empty side of the bed, and I lift the covers and slip in beside her.
She had been faced in the direction of the door, but my sliding into the bed caused her to turn her head in my direction.
I’m about to tell myself 'Good job' for not waking her when I see her eyelids flutter open.
When she first sees me, she gives a sleepy smile and closes her eyes, but then she opens them again wide.
She reaches her hand out to touch my face.
“Drew?” “In the flesh, Angel,” I say as I smile.
“Oh, how did you get here?” she asks, giving a glance at the door.
“Your mom let me in. She said we have forty-five minutes until breakfast, and she let me know I could come up.” Annie smiles.
“I love my mom.” I make to kiss her, and she holds me back.
“Oh wait, morning breath, give me one minute.
" She jumps out of bed and heads to the bathroom. I get the quickest glimpse of her bare legs and feet as she dashes into the bathroom. There’s at least one of my questions answered.
***
After a few minutes, she comes out of the bathroom and dashes back to bed.
I raise the blanket so she can jump back in.
She stretches out on her side next to me under the blankets.
“Hi,” she says before she scoots closer, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me.
Since we are on our sides, one of my arms is pinned against my side, but I move the other one to her waist. The kiss starts gently, but as it normally does with us, it builds.
I can feel Annie’s leg lift over my hip, and my hand slides from her hoodie-covered hip to her very bare ass cheek.
We are still kissing, and I’m not about to break my lips from hers to ask her if she is naked under my hoodie.
I let my hands slide over her ass and back, never meeting any other material.
She’s completely naked in my hoodie, and my brain short-circuits. But my hand knows exactly what to do.
I move my hand, sliding it back down her back, and then I rotate my wrist, and I’m able to touch her front.
With her leg around my hip, she is completely open for my touch.
I touch her clit, and she moans into our kiss.
I break from her lips, whispering, “Quiet, Angel, or someone could hear.” I return my lips to her mouth and move my fingers down through her already wet pussy.
She’s soaked already, and it’s sexy as hell to feel how turned on she is in my arms. I dip a finger in, and she bites down on my lower lip.
Now, I’m the one trying to remember to be quiet, because that move sends pleasure through me.
I spend time working in and out of her before adding another finger, and she bites down again.
I can’t help the small groan that leaves my mouth.
I know I have to make this quicker than I’d like because her parents are downstairs.
I push in and out of her, setting a steady pace, then I curl my fingers each time I’m pushing inside her.
The walls of her pussy are starting to clamp down on my fingers, and I know that is a good sign.
We aren’t so much kissing anymore as she’s using my lower lip to suck and bite.
She latches her arm against mine and her body goes tight.
Then her eyes open and her mouth makes a silent “Ohh” before letting out a quiet, breathy moan of “DRREEWW.”
I slow my fingers and eventually pull them out of her body.
Bringing them to my lips to lick the taste of her off them.
I wish I had more time to dip under the covers and taste her, but I know that isn’t possible.
She looks all peaceful with her eyes closed and her head resting against her pillow.
I almost think she's fallen back to sleep when she sits up. “Drew, go crack the door open, I’m going to get on clothing and be right back. I’m not going to get caught like this and get myself grounded.
” I laugh but follow my orders. I’m back on her bed outside the covers when she returns from the bathroom in leggings and a long-sleeved shirt.
I prefer her in the hoodie, but she’s right, we don’t want to get caught like that and get her grounded after I just got my freedom back.
She walks over to me and straddles me. “I’ve missed you, Angel.
” She wraps her arms around my neck and lays her head on my chest, hugging me before saying, “I missed you too, Dimples.
Let's not do that again—I hated not getting to at least have some form of communication with you.” I wrap my arms around her back and hug her tighter to me, placing my cheek on the top of her head.
“Agreed.” We sit like this in the silence of her room, snuggled together, not talking, just being in the same space.
“I love you,” I say into the silence. I know my heart is racing, but I needed to say it.
A week without her made me realize each day that I did and do love this girl.
Being here with her now, it feels right to say it.
I feel her smile against my sternum and can feel the words against my heart as she says, “I love you, too.”