#haha i love nettie telling him not say anything!! haha both girls kept borrowed hoodies omg that's just too funny 🤣🤣

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"Fair enough," protective family she understood. That was her dad and Juju, but still, she smiled because Laurel was certain about not hurting him. No way. "Well, I know. I meant failure on my part, I think I fooled you with my dancing, but I'm not an expert. Nope, not trying to offend you at all. I trust you."

The waffles pulled a smile from her, yet another example of how close he was to his family. Or, so she assumed. Why else would someone learn about how to make Mickey Mouse ears shaped waffles? "You got me, breakfast is the best part. I have to admit, I'm intrigued by these waffles."

"I'm glad you think so, Texas suddenly got so much better now that you're here." Laurel felt a warmth rise in her cheeks, his smirk just had that effect on her. "Count me in, I'll be there next time."

Sitting in front of him with one less garment on her should've brought a sense of shyness to her, but Laurel felt the furthest thing from that. Silent nod, and she felt giddy, knowing they were in agreement. She felt safe here with him, there was no hesitation that this was where she wanted to be. Her eyes trailed up from the edges of his sweater to the soft skin that peeked out from his collar. Laurel smiled against his lips, the feeling of his hand roaming her body pulling a content sigh from her, only to eagerly meet his lips once more. Were they speaking the same language right now? Because she swore she felt something in his kiss.

She hummed at the trailing feeling between her breasts, her head falling back in response. The way he made her come alive, oh, his touch was magic. His breath tickled against her skin, only drawing her closer to him as her breaths grew shorter. Each kiss left a warm trace on her, eyes closed as she reveled in the electrifying sensation. He was exploring her body, but it was odd, feeling like he already knew her, even better than she knew herself. Her body trembled in realization that he found a sweet spot, a breathy moan escaping her as he bit into her collarbone. The feeling was unlike any other, her mind going fully blank as her hand trailed under his sweater to reach his chest, pulling on the edges of his sweater. "I...I want you," she whispered, just for him, leaning up to nip at his earlobe. Being this close to him was intoxicating, one kiss and she was hooked. Happily though, there was no complaint from her at all.

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"You'd have three very angry people at your door," he laughed even though he knew it would be true. Isa, Inez and Emma would truly dislike anyone who he didn't get on with. "I wouldn't set you up for failure. I'm offended," his dramatic gesture made his hand fall on his forehead like she had truly hurt him. "But, it would require a lot of trust on your part."

"Waffle shaped into Mickey Mouse ears. I am on expert on that and since working at the diner I feel like I've conquered breakfast foods. So, I've got breakfast covered for you." Truly if it wasn't for Emma he wouldn't really have stepped into the kitchen. He was grateful they did send him more than poptarts in their care packages.

He smiled like she had just amused him. "I think being stuck here with you is not too shabby of a life. You've made Texas a little less insufferable." Eli shrugged and smirked. "If you're there when I clock in, I'll make you the freshly made batch."

He let out an audible gasp as his chest breathed heavily, eyes following her every move. She had a captivating way to hold his attention. As her fingers moved to remove his hoodie off her body, he felt the gravity of this moment. He trailed his eyes up slowly as he drank her in and took in that silent nod. His hands cupped her face and continued to kiss her? This time taking her down so that half of his weight laid on his elbows. One hand roamed down her side to her hip, the touch was deliberate as his mouth moved against hers in an unspoken word of I'm yours.

The other that framed her face stayed at her haw for a second before it moved to the dip between her breasts. Familiarizing himself with the soft skin, the way they were so uniquely Laurel. He brushed her hair aside, letting his breath dance across her skin, his leg slipped between her thighs a second later.

His lips trailed from her mouth, across her cheek, to her neck and had his tongue sweep across the spot he knew noticed her whole body tingle in arousal. He grinned against her skin, enjoying the fact that he found key points. He groaned into the crook of her neck at the skin to skin contact. He kissed down her neck to her clavicle, dragging his tongue along the bone, before dipping down to the valley between her breasts. Eli was deeply aware to make sure she was ready the last thing he wanted was to hurt her.

For that matter he traveled his mouth down her neck, teeth biting into her collarbone wanting to see the bruises blooming after he lapped his tongue around to soothe it.