The Senior Still Loves The Freshman - Sequel

The Senior Still Loves The Freshman Chapter 27

The phone rang as I slowly began to wake up.

I sighed as I reached over to the phone and pressed talk.

"Hey," Finn said.

"Hi,"

"Are you sleeping?"

"I was,"

"Sorry,"

"It's cool. I have to wake up anyway for the family dinner,"

"Oh shit,"

"Forgot?"

"Yeah, but the real reason I called you was because I won my case,"

"Get out! Really?"

"Yeah,"

"Wow, you have to tell me all about, in person,"

"Will do,"

"So, does that judge still hate you?"

"Oh yeah, big time,"

"What did you do?" I laughed.

"What makes you think I did something?"

"I know, Finny,"

"Okay, I might have done my football dance in the court room,"

I busted out laughing. "Of course you did,"

"I was excited! I won my first big time murder case!"

"You're giving too much away," I said standing up.

He laughed. "I'll tell you all about at dinner. We can sneak off together,"

"Like old times," I smiled.

"Yeah. How's Derek?"

"Eh, he's sleeping on the sofa tonight, tomorrow night, and the night after that,"

"What did he do?"

"It's what he didn't do,"

"We'll talk,"

"Yeah. I got to get ready, see you soon,"

"Yes! Look extra sexy for me?"

"In your dreams,"

"Bye Alex," he chuckled.

"Later," I said hanging up.

I took a nice long shower and washed my hair. I dried off and pulled on my underwear, then blow died and curled my hair. I teased it a little to loosen the curls.

I pulled on my blue dress that hugged my body and reached my knees. I pulled on a black sweater and my black heels.

Just as I was pulling on my makeup, Derek walked into the house.

"Honey I'm home,"

I rolled my eyes at his charm and continued to apply the make up to my face.

"Damn, you look good," he said once he saw me.

I gave him a look and smiled at his cheesy grin. "Hey stranger,"

He hugged me from behind. "I'm so sorry. I love you," he said.

"I know, you love me, but sometimes,"

"I know I can be a handful. I'm the child in the relationship,"

"Damn straight you are,"

He laughed and kissed my lips.

"That lip stick is not your color," I giggled.