Fuck!
I’d never make it home in time.
I spotted my bag on the kitchen chair and fished my phone from it, several missed calls and messages from Trish.
Trish: When I woke up this morning, you weren’t here. And from the looks of your room, you didn’t come home last night. Are you okay?
Trish: You’re not answering your phone. What the hell is going on?
Trish: You better be with the hot mountain man!
Trish: Hello lady, stop fucking and wake up! Put your best friend out of her damn misery!
Trish: Okay, that’s it. I’m calling the cops.
She sent that message ten minutes ago. I’m surprised I didn’t see cop lights yet.
Me: Hi, I’m alive. No need to send help. Yes, I’m at Gunner’s house
Trish: You’re lucky I love you too much to hurt you
Me: I’m screwed though. I have a test in fifteen minutes and no computer. Why do I do this to myself?
Trish: GIRL! Does he have a computer you could borrow?
Me: Not sure. Let me find out. I love you
Trish: Love you too girl. And come home for dinner later so you can dish out the juicy gossip!
Me: Xoxo
“Everything okay?” Gunner appeared in the kitchen, concern etched across his face. But all I could notice was how damn good he looked. His morning after a night of fucking face did not disappoint.
His shaggy brown hair fell in front of his sleepy eyes and his sexy smile made me want to take him back to bed and forget the entire day.
A light stubble grazed his jaw and cheeks, and I remembered the friction of his face between my legs the night before. I nearly panted on the spot.
Focus. Time is ticking.
“I’m freaking out. I have a test in less than twenty minutes, and I don’t have my laptop on me. I need to get home.”
“Ok, don’t worry. I can take you to your car or straight home, if that’s what you want.”
“Yeah, I’ll get my car later.”
“If it’s easier, you can use my computer. As long as you can log on to your school.”
“Really?” Hope tugged at my voice. I checked the clock once more. Seven forty-six.
“Yeah, I’ll go grab my laptop.”
I collapsed in one of the kitchen seats while Gunner ran upstairs. He was back in a second with his laptop tucked under his arm. Once it was open to a black internet tab, I logged into my email and grabbed a link for the college’s internal server.With only eight minutes to spare, I was in and ready to go. “Phew, I made it in!”
“Good. I’m going to run to the diner and grab us some coffee and breakfast. I have little here to make and you’re going to need a treat after. How do you take your coffee?”
“Hot regular. But if they have cold brew, I’ll take one with cream and sugar.”
“A girl after my own heart. I can only drink it cold. It’s too bitter when it’s hot.” He kissed the top of my head.
