It All Started With A Lie

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"Oh well, we can change that right away," I shrugged lightly. 

"Oh?" she laughed. I smiled to myself before grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her lips down onto mine. My hands fell down to her waist, hers went around my neck, one hand resting at the base of my neck, inching up into my hair. She held onto the back of my head, pulling me closer, even hooking her legs around my waist. 

"Olivia, when does anyone get home?" I asked, pulling away to look at her. 

"I don't know, probably at night. It depends on my parents' work and meetings today," she shrugged, tracing her bottom lip with her finger. 

"And you have no idea how many meetings they've got today?" I huffed. 

She shook her head. "Hopefully, too many," she shrugged. 

"Hopefully, way too fucking many," I chuckled before kissing her again, harder this time. 

"Ethan, we-" I silenced her with another kiss but she pushed me back quickly, clicking her tongue in frustration. "Upstairs," she laughed, hopping off the counter. 

"Oh?" I laughed mockingly, picking her up. She laughed, wrapping her arms around my neck while I jogged upstairs. I pushed her door open with my back and then kicked it shut with my foot. I set her down and she sat down on the foot of her bed, staring up at me with a grin. "What?" I chuckled, raising my eyebrows at her. 

She sighed, standing up and walking over to me, grabbing either side of my face, her thumb caressing my cheek. She softly shook her head, "Nothing," she whispered. 

"Then?" I asked, grabbing either side of her face, mimicking her. She clicked her tongue, pushing my arms down. She stood on her toes, kissing me again. It was different. She kissed me differently this time. I don't know what it was but something was different. She pulled away and looked up at me, biting back a smile. 

"Whoa," I mumbled. 

"What whoa?" she asked. I shook my head, kissing her again. She took steps backward, I took steps forward till the back of her legs hit her bed. She slowly scooted back, giving me enough space to kneel in front of her. She groaned, pulling away when her phone started ringing. She grabbed it and saw that it was Skylar calling. I stared at her, waiting to see if she would answer or let it ring. 

She answered it, pressing the phone to her ear, "I can't talk right, I'll call you later. Unless it's an emergency. Is it?" She looked at me apologetically. I shook my head, dismissing it while leaning down, trailing kisses down her neck. A lot of them. "Skylar, just tell me if it's an emergency. If you don't tell me right now, I think I'm gonna have an emergency," she chuckled. "Okay, then I'll call you later, bye," she said, hanging up and pushing her phone onto the nightstand. 

I pulled away and looked down at her in anticipation. "Are you sure?" I asked. 

She nodded frantically. "Yes, I am sure," she chuckled. 

I smiled, both of us throwing our shirts over our heads and they landed somewhere on the floor. Then we got back to kissing. And then one by one, between kisses, all our clothes came off. And then uh... well. 

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I laughed, running my fingers through her hair, "No, no, no, don't fall asleep on me." 

"I'm trying," she sighed, rubbing her eyes, looking up at me. "Aren't you sleepy?" she asked. 

"I am, but I'm keeping myself up," I answered. 

"Why does everyone get sleepy after sex?" she questioned. 

"I think some people don't," I muttered in confusion. 

"Oh, my God," she pulled herself up on her elbows as she lay on her stomach. "We just had sex on a Monday. Ew," she groaned. 

"Did I just make a mistake?" I asked. 

"Maybe you did," she laughed, rolling over onto her back and pulling the covers up higher, up to her chin. 

"No, I didn't," I chuckled, turning on my side so I faced her, and then I threw one of my legs over both of hers, one arm going around her. I pretty much smothered her with kisses after that. 

"Ethan!" she yelled through her laughter, trying to push me away but failing consistently, one try after the other. "Shh! Shh!" she hissed, clamping her hand over my mouth. I kissed her hand while she stared at the ceiling in thought. Then we heard the front door close. Both our eyes widened as we looked at each other. "Ethan," she screeched, whisper-yelling in panic. 

"What do we do?" I asked. 

"You do whatever the hell you want, I'm pretending to be asleep," she said, turning her back on me and pulling the covers up higher. 

"Throw a shirt on," I scolded. 

"I don't fucking have it," she laughed, looking at me over her shoulder. 

"Olivia?" her mom called out. 

She pretended to be asleep and then I put my arms around her, spooning her, also pretending to be asleep because chances are, if they see us like this, asleep, they probably won't bring it up when we wake up. 

At least that's what we're hoping for. 

She started laughing. "Shh!" I said against her shoulder. Her door opened and both of us sealed our eyes shut. 

For God's sake, we can't get one day together just the two of us.

I guess I can make that happen.

When I arrange for a date.

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Chapter 40

The next chapter is going to be an epilogue and then that's a wrap folks!!!