Chapter 227 Early Phone Call
Morning came too early, and I really didn't want to get out of bed. I'd been up late and was interrupted by a flood of photos at 4 this morning. Honestly, I am too warm and happy where I am to want to get up right now.
I want to roll over and go back to sleep. Maybe all this will blow over in a week or two. I don't want to think about the photos and what someone thought was a good idea to spread lies about me. I don't know what the hell I've done to piss someone off, but I really hope we can find the sender.
I don't even know how they got the photos! I'm assuming they came from the camera Trent found in the bathroom, but they had been altered. They made me look... bad. I'm not even sure what the point was! It's not going to make Trent like me any less. It's actually just going to piss him off more.
Trent promised his hacker friend Dirk would take care of the photos and I'm guessing he's gonna want an update today. I'm not really sure what all he can do. I'm sure the damage has already been done. Then again, there is a chance if he took them down fast enough, everyone was still asleep when they were sent out and no one saw them...
I have classes this morning, and I really wish I could skip them. I don't even know if I even studied for today's lessons. I'm pretty sure I don't have a lab today. But there has been hints at a pop quiz this week.
I blink as the sunlight shines through the curtains, trying to force me awake. I need to remember to get blackout curtains later. As much as I love the sun, I do not enjoy it right in my face first thing in the morning.
I try to sit up, but Trent pulls me back down to his naked chest. "10 more minutes," he grumbles, nuzzling his face into my neck and breathing deeply. "Don't leave me... We'll get up in 10!"
I chuckle and just rest my head against his body and sigh in contentment. He didn't try anything last night. He really did just hold me. Even now I can feel his arousal pressing against my belly, but he hasn't done anything about it.
10 minutes later I try to pull away again, but Trent grumbles once again. "Baby, let's just skip today? You had a helluva night! I'm still pissed... It might be best if we just took today off and pretended we are sick," he murmurs into my neck, then he starts placing sloppy wet kisses along my skin.
I chuckle, running my fingers through his messy, silky hair. "It's not going to get any better if we skip today, Trent. I need to face the music at some point," I rasp out. "What will people think if I keep running away from things I'm scared of?"
"But does it have to be today? I have a much better plan for you," he grumbles as he runs his hands down my back, landing on my ass, and pulls me tight to his body. "I just want to spend one day with you, without any interruptions; without someone trying to hurt you; without you having a panic attack. Just you and me," he rasps against my skin.
I almost give in, wanting nothing more than to just spend one day in his arms... until Trent's phone rings. I chuckle as he growls in frustration. He reaches out and answers. "WHAT?" he snarls.
Then I feel his whole-body freeze underneath mine. I can feel his heart picking up speed at an alarming rate. "What do you mean we have a situation?... No!... I'll be right there!" He growls, hanging up.
Then he throws the blankets off us, pulling us out of bed. "Baby, there's a problem. Dirk was really vague about it, but we need to get to campus. Now!" He rushes, throwing on some sweats.
I don't argue with him, I just grab my clothes from last night and throw them on. I don't know what the hell is going on, but it doesn't sound like I've got time for a shower and new clothes right now. "Did he say what was going on?" I'm really nervous.
"He said we'd understand when we got there," Trent mumbles, grabbing his wallet and keys, but not calming my nerves at all. I'm not sure what it is, but if Trent is this worked up it can't be good for anyone.
We get into Trent's truck and rush to campus, my heart pounding heavily in my chest the whole way. The anxiety in my stomach is building to a point I'm shaking in nerves, and don't think I'll be able to eat anything for a week without throwing up.