43|Thursday
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C u r t i s
I woke up feeling my throat so dry. I groaned and looked around. I recalled that I was inside Duane's room and we spend the whole night... f*****g. Literally the whole night like rabbits in heat. I massaged my forehead and I was glad that I could still feel my back.
"Good morning." Duane said when he went inside the room and my eyes lit up when I saw that Duane was bringing a glass of water with him.
"Good morning." I sat up and I reached my hand to the glass of water that Duane was bringing.
I drank the water like there was no tomorrow and a glass wasn't enough but my dry lips and mouth felt relieved.
"How are you feeling?" Duane asked as he received the empty glass.
I looked at him and everything that happened last night as long as my memory could remember flashed inside my mind. I was using a new blanket because I kind of ripped the blanket last night. Everything in the bed was new from the bedsheet to the pillows. I guess Duane cleaned up after which was good because I could never imagine sleeping in a bed filled with our stuff.
"Good." I said.
I stood up from the bed and I was surprised when Duane stepped closer towards me and captured my lips. I was thinking of pushing him but what was the use. We've done more than kissing last night, so there was no reason for me to feel flustered over a kiss but it still made my face heat up and I felt something in my chest. I guess I felt happy about that kiss.
"I love you, Curtis." Duane softly said and I was taken aback by that sudden confession.
What the hell! I almost had a heart attack.
I cleared my throat trying to mask the blush on my face with my heart on my throat.
"Love you also." I muttered with a low voice that it was almost a whisper and Duane brightly smiled making my face heat up. He looked like a pup who was given a candy. "I'm hungry."
"You should take a bath first. I will prepare the table." Duane said.
"Okay." I said and waited for him to go out but Duane stayed standing in front of me. I clutched the blanket. "What?"
"I am worried about you. Do you want me to assist you with your bath?"
I blushed and pushed Duane towards the door.
"You don't have to. I'm fine."
Duane just let himself be pushed by me outside the room and he gave me a worried face before he smiled and walked back to the kitchen making me sigh in relief.
There was no way I would let him help me with my bath even if I was hurting all over. I closed the door and walked to the bathroom. My back was still sore but it was bearable. I let go of the blanket that was covering me and checked my body in the mirror and I was surprised by how many pinkish-red spots around my neck and down my chest. I couldn't even dare to look down to check where would the hickeys stops.
I was wondering how come these things haven't faded yet and also the slight stinging pain in my back when I move.
I just shrugged and quickly took a shower because I was hungry and I could smell the breakfast Duane made. After my shower, I stood up inside Duane's closet looking for clothes to wear and also underwear. I decided to pick one of the boxers inside a drawer full of Duane's neatly folded underwear and grabbed any random tee shirt and shorts.
I felt glad that my heat was already gone. Maybe because we did it the whole night? I even lost count after the third time.
I went down and my stomach couldn't help but growl when I smelled what Duane cooked for breakfast. Everything was prepared like I was a prince whenever I am with Duane. Damn, I could get used to this kind of life.
I was happily eating when my eyes caught the digital clock hanging on the wall in front of me. It reads the time which was already nine fifty-one in the morning, the date in numbers separated by bars and also the day in bold letters that reads: THURSDAY.
I choked on the food I was chewing that I almost spit out. I coughed and Duane hastily poured me a glass of orange juice.
"Are you okay?" Duane worriedly asked as I chugged the glass of orange.
I cleared my throat after drinking and swallowed the invisible lump inside my throat.
"School." I said.
Why did I think that it was the weekend when I woke up this morning, when it was clearly Wednesday yesterday?
"Don't worry. Nicholas called this morning and I asked him to inform your professors that you can't go to school today and the rest of the days this week." Duane said and I didn't know if I should be happy that I won't be going to school or not.
"Did Dos knows about... my heat?" I couldn't help blushing at the last word.
"I had to tell him."
I felt so embarrassed that I didn't know what kind of face I should show to Dos. I bet he was so surprised knowing about my situation and I bet he already knew that Duane and I had already marked each other.
"Why did you tell him that I couldn't go to school for the rest of the week? I feel okay now. I could even go to school this afternoon."
"We can't be so sure."
There was no exact time when will heat appears and when will it go. Some who experienced it says that it took a week, three days or less and some rare cases even took a month. A bloody month!!
I guess last night was worth a month so I was kind of confident that my heat would go away after a day or two.
Well, I don't know if it was because I was stressing over my heat that it suddenly activated after breakfast and I was praying that Duane wouldn't notice which was impossible because just when my body felt a little weird, Duane looked at me immediately his eyes filled with worry and lust.
Bloody hell.
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