Chapter Thirty Eight

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Morgan's POV

"Well you look rather happy this morning, kind of scary." Kaden commented as she entered my room.

"What is there to be unhappy about?" I asked carefree as I laid on my bed.

Kaden hummed as she watched me from across my room. "You didn't tell me what happened last night, all you did during the whole ride back was smile like an idiot—and although I do have an idea of what went down, I still want the details."

"What is there to say?" I shrugged.

"Oh my god, are you going to keep answering like that to every question?" Kaden crossed her arms.

"Last night... it went better than I thought or could even imagine it would." I closed my eyes and sighed in happiness.

"Well I know for a fact that Monique wasn't Hayley's girlfriend, so did you two get back together?"

Kaden's words came as a surprise to me, making me sit up on the bed and look at her. "How do you know that they aren't?"

Now it was Kaden's turn to shrug, "I had a feeling and I asked her when she accompanied me to my car." She threw herself on my bed and turned her face to look up at me. "I also asked her on a date with me and she rejected me, can you believe that?"

"Wait, what? You asked her on a date? Why?"

"Why wouldn't I? She's gorgeous, smart and sarcastic, it can't get any better than that! But apparently I'm not her type." Kaden sighed in defeat.

"I want to laugh, but as your friend I will just say—that sucks dude."

"Thanks Morgan, I feel way better now," she rolled her eyes and pushed me. "Anyway are you going to tell me? Did you two kiss, made up or what? Because you two were rather quiet when we came back from the car."

"We... did kiss— we kissed for a while but we really didn't speak much after it. I'm thinking of going over to her place, not sure yet." I put a hand on my face and sighed.

"Why aren't you sure?" Kaden asked.

"I don't want to come across as... pushy by appearing on her house, but I also don't want her to get the wrong idea and think it was just the spur of the moment— which it was not."

"Then go and tell her that!"

"Did you not hear what I said at the beginning?" I moved my arms up in exclamation. These kind of things make me think Kaden was not paying attention to me at all.

"I did! But what else is there to do? Would you rather have Hayley being disappointed or having her think you are pushy? Because it's a really clear choice for me." Kaden put her hands over my shoulders and shook me. "I love you Morgan, you know that. I know you are trying to... grow—and honestly you have, I can see it and I can see you trying, the problem comes with things like these, you either overthink or not think at all which makes you ignore the obvious alternative. So listen to me here, go to Hayley's and talk, because —even though I might not yet understand how or why— I know that you are head over heels for her."

The honesty in my friend's eyes was touching—to think that Kaden wasn't just my best friend but also my first true love. Sure I did like Jessie a lot, she was my crush —but there's a big difference between like and love, and even though we didn't work out at the end I do remember our relationship fondly.

I wouldn't change Kaden being my first love for anyone else.

"Thank you Kade, for being so supportive. I know you don't particularly like Hayley so it means more than you think." She opened her mouth slightly before closing it and smile genuinely.

"I— I just want you to be happy Morgan, I could never sabotage that for you."

I brought her into a hug, "I know and I want you to be happy too."

"I am, don't worry." She was the first to back off from the embrace—putting us at arms length. "Now go and talk to her."

"Now?"

"Now, Morgan." Kaden stated firmly making me relent and agree with a nod.

I have been standing in front of Hayley's front door for about five minutes now, not yet being able to overcome my fear and just knock on it. I've been trying to muster enough courage, but my fist seems to freeze right before touching the wooden door—it's more frustrating that some could imagine.

Whatever happens after she opens the door will most likely define the rest of what's left of our relationship.

Just knock Morgan, it's now or never.

Here goes nothing I guess.

Knocking on the door it didn't take more than a few seconds to hear Hayley's voice answer from the other side, until the door was finally opened. Her face was on of shock when she first laid her eyes on me but quickly shrugged off—seemed more casual about me being here now. Hayley was wearing home clothes, some unbelievable short shorts and a light blue spaghetti strap tank top... with visibly nothing else underneath it.

God it's like she knew I was coming.

"Morgan? What are you doing here?" She asked breaking me from my trance—I just hope my brief staring wasn't very obvious but by the smugness on the blonde's eyes I knew she caught me.

Oh I don't know maybe I'm here to talk about the fact I confessed my love for you last night and that we kissed right after, so I would like to know where we stand.

That's what I wanted to say but... it sounded a bit too straightforward so instead I just said. "Hey, I was just passing by hoping we could talk."

"Oh, yeah of course. Come in." She moved to the side and opened the door wider, signaling me to come in. Inside the curtains were pulled blocking the light from the sun outside, her couch had a blanket on it and a movie was paused on her TV. "Sorry about the mess, it's a lazy kind of day."

I chuckled as I sat on the couch by her side. "Don't worry, my room was not any better—maybe worse."

Hayley hummed, her head resting on the palm of her hand as she sat sideways on the couch. "Well... what did you want to talk about?" I watched as she bit her lip rather provocatively, making me audibly gulp at such simple action.

Come on Morgan this is not the time to think with your pussy.

"You know what."

"Oh do I?" Hayley feigned ignorance—low-key frustrating me a little.

"Yes, you do."

Hayley leaned closer to me—slightly tilting her head, despite the dimmed lighting in the living room I still could see as her light green eyes dilated a bit. Oh how much I've missed that look on her eyes. "Mind reminding me?" Her voice was almost a whisper, a very alluring and knee dropping one.

"I— I..." all I could do was stutter as Hayley's hand went to my face—her thumb running slowly from my chin to my bottom lip.

"Yes?" Her innocent low tone still present and her eyes staring at me almost hypnotically but failed to trap me as they flickered down to my lips too often, yet I knew better—there was no innocence behind that facade.

Oh fuck it.

I put on my hands behind her neck and brought her into a rough kiss while my other hand went automatically to her hip and pulled her on top of my lap. Hayley's hands tangled into my hair as we kissed rather hungrily—you would think it's the first time we do in months and not since last night, even though the kiss was needier than the last I knew it wasn't just about lust — during our make out she would pause for a second in moments and look at me before resuming the kiss.

It was like I didn't have any control over my actions or more like I didn't want to—neither of us.

Hayley began to attack my neck with open mouthed kisses, she nipped and bit on it —most definitely leaving her mark on it— I let my hands go underneath her tank top, the coldness of them making her nipples get hard as my hands have their way with her breasts—making her moan softly against my neck. I felt Hayley start to grind against me when our mouths connected again—her tongue meeting mine causing a moan out of me, my hands now on her bottom, squeezing it as she continued grinding.

When I felt her hands start unbutton my jeans I knew I had to come to my senses and do what I came here for in the first place.

"Hayls wait, hold on." I put my hands over hers making her stop her actions instantly.

"What's wrong? Did I overstep? I'm sorry I di—"

I shushed her as I cupped her face, "Hey no, no, you didn't, is not that. You didn't do anything, okay?" Hayley nodded her head and I couldn't help myself from planting a peck on her lips.

I got it bad for this woman.

"What is it then?" She asked.

"We need to talk, about last night and now this. What are we doing?"

Hayley backed away and sighed, she was about to get off my lap, but was stopped by my hands now on her hips. She gave me a confused look but all I gave her was a shake of my head—she relented and accommodated herself again on my lap.

"I was just going to sit besides you," she said but I just shook my head again—making her chuckle before putting a serious face. "I know we need to discuss what this is."

"So?" I asked expectingly.

"I honestly don't know Morgan."

"Well I told you how I felt last night." I raised my eyebrows.

"I love you too Morgan, I never stopped either. Lack of love between wasn't ever the reason we broke up, we both know that. Besides our personal issues, long distance relationships don't work." I opened my mouth to say something but she put her hand up stopping me before I could. "And don't say we can make it work, we tried and we failed. I love you so much Morgan and that's why I need you here, not states away. I can't do it."

"I'm moving out of Chicago." I blurted out making Hayley's eyes widen.

"You are?"

"Yes. I went to this interview in Bend before coming back to town, they called me yesterday and told me I got the job. Now I will be living a little less than two hours away from Jerome. I'm not saying you have to move in with me because we are not together and even if we were—we both know that's not something we are ready for yet. We'll be closer than before, but I need to know if you are willing to try this."

"Bend? Wow, this is a lot to process... it is a big difference from Chicago." Hayley sighed running her hands through her face.

"You don't have to answer now."

"I— thank you. I just need some time to think."  She had a frown painting her face now.

"It's okay," I nodded and leaned in to kiss her forehead. "Just know that no matter what happens, you will always have my heart Hayley Duvall. I swear." She backed away a little—her green eyes staring right back at my gray ones.

"Cross your heart?"

"Cross my heart."

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A/N - The end is near! I think there are like two chapters left? Not sure yet but most likely.


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