Justin and Ava – Part 3.

Honestly, I’m not a light sleeper, especially within the first few hours that I’m asleep. I woke up in a bedroom; not mine. The walls were off-white with dark blue curtains. The midday sun shined through the blinds and onto the cream carpet and the white sheets that lay under me. I looked around me then down at myself. Naked. Classy Ava.

“Mornin’ gorgeous.” a deep voice came from the doorway. I glanced over to see Justin standing tall and shirtless with a towel wrapped around his waist. God damn.

“M…morning.” I managed to stutter. His body, his eyes, the water glistening on his skin, it literally took my breath away. Suddenly self-conscious I grabbed the light blue blanket next to me and covered myself.

“No need for that.” Justin laughed. He started walking towards me then stopped midway. “Wait.” he paused, “Hold on!” and with that he was out of the room.

I stared at the empty doorway for a while then stood up, holding the blanket at my chest and looked for my clothes. I found the black thong on the opposite side of the room and my black bra hanging over a desk chair. He was really excited, I thought to myself.

“Breakfast for mah lady?” he asked enthusiastically. I turned around to see him carrying a tray that consisted of two cups of orange juice and stack of pancakes along with two bagels and cream cheese. Unconsciously, my jaw dropped and I ended up standing there frozen watching him carefully maneuver to the bedside table. “Not hungry?” he asked once he set down the tray.

“N…no, I am.” I said. I walked over behind him and could see the food from over his shoulder. It looked delicious. “Did you make this yourself?” I asked.

“Yeah, you were pretty knocked out when I woke up.” he explained while handing me a glass of orange juice.

“Sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry. You look cute when you sleep-“ he stopped and stared at me, “Not in a creepy way.”

I laughed and sat down in the desk chair.