Stuck On You novel Chapter 12

I woke to soft lips on my neck. I smiled lightly and stretched before I opened my eyes. "Good morning," he said quietly. "You know we have rehearsal in a few hours," he said. I nodded and turned into his chest. He rubbed my back gently.

"I'm sleepy," I muttered. He chuckled.

"We're doing another partner dance. We'll have to be really close," he whispered. I smiled and kissed him.

"We can be close here," I argued.

"Always fighting with me, huh?" he chuckled.

"We argue, we don't fight; there's a difference," I said, sitting up. I ran my fingers through my curly hair and sighed. "Can we call in sick or something?" I joked, repeating his words back to him. He chuckled and went to go get dressed.

"We already slept in late enough. I wouldn't want you to break your pack with Lana," Hayden said with a slight smirk. I looked at him shocked. He chuckled and shrugged. "Quinn told me. We are friends too, you know." I sighed and shook my head before I walked over to my room. He smacked my butt on my way out.

"Hayden!" I said. He only laughed. I dressed in my workout clothes and went to the center room. Hayden was sitting on the couch. When he saw me, he stood and we left.

At the warehouse, rehearsal went like rehearsal always goes; except there wasn't any tension between Lana and Quinn and me. Lana didn't care that I was partners with Hayden anymore. It was a very touchy dance but it was leaning towards hip hop. Hayden and I couldn't get through it without joking around. After rehearsal, I was all sweaty and hot. I dabbed my neck with a towel and let out a breath. The hip hop dance required more ab work and balance. I was tired already. I plopped down on the couch and sighed.

"Kill-er," Quinn panted. Lana was fanning herself with her hand as she held her hair up.

"Why is it so hot today?" Lana asked. Hayden came over and sat on the arm of the chair. He reached over and kissed my hand. I grunted and closed my eyes.

"It's too hot," I complained.

"Party tonight near the beach," Luca said, walking towards us. I pulled my crop shirt off and sighed.