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The sun is rising already I really didn’t want it to rise yet because I don’t want to leave yet

In silence, I go to the bathroo out at the city looking satisfied and exhausted, his shirt all wrinkled, his hair all oing Probably, I should Instead I stare at him and that mouth and I wonder how many women kissed those lips

Many, Melanie

He’s warnedwarned off I feel as though soive ive o, so I walk back to that big bed, ht of going home alone to my apartment makes my stomach churn I could call Pandora, but I’ll have to be prepared for her drilling the shit out of uess

"Do you see ruff with tiredness, his eyes hooded as he pulls open the bedsheet for me

"Yeah, I set it aside to avoid the clutter Cood, I really didn’t want to leave, but I don’t want hiht either

So I stand there, nad and unsure for a moment

"I don’t have to stay," I say, but there’s this way he has of looking at you--as if he’s co you It’s very odd I’ve never encountered anyone who could have such control with a single look

Caving in to it, I findover His lips curl as he lifts the sheet higher and I see his nad body under the cover

I feel strangely aard as I slide into bed with hi my hair; I wouldn’t fall asleep otherwise, I si it ona stone fireplace on the far side of the roohs behind me "You really plan to sleep way over there?"

"I don’t want to intrude!" I laugh nervously "I don’t stay over usually"

"You just like to fk and get away, that’s fine, princess Except for the fact that I’uides me toward him by my braid, and when I don’t protest themyself closer to his war, aren’t you," heainst his, forehead to forehead "Maybe I’ll sleep tonight; you wear a man out"

"What do you mean?" I peer up at him, notice the hard set of his jaw "You don’t sleep?"

"Not well, but I’ll go for it if you will," he softly teases

It feels like, for several minutes, we stay as we are, hi co into each other’s eyes I have no idea what he sees in rossed, but I can’t look away froaze either It’s so closed and mysterious while, at the saaze, as if he desperately wants so: all ofone of his arainst his side I cuddle into his large body, a little tense at first, but at the saly aware of every spot where our nad bodies are touching Where my brsts press into his ribs,in between his

God, this is as intienate, I cannot forins to deepen andoh,He’s asleep

He fell asleep holding me, with his aret butterflies over this

There’s a little blood on his shirt, on the sleeve of the ar if I scratched him Then I stare up into his beautiful,about him For the first tiuy and listen to hi I don’t understand my visceral reactions to him

This hot man with a secret room Who in the world has a secret room?

This man does And I’m so curious about him, I study his features and tell myself I can sleep when I’ and watch hi lonely apart what other secrets he keeps fro, and beeping, and beeping I ainst my body that’s so hot and so hard it’s definitely not a pillow "What is that sound?"

Sleepy hazel eyes open and hten in the most delicious way Did I really sleep in thisto be htmare? He sits up in bed and works the kinks out of his neck, stretching out his arht and flexed, then he curses as the beeping continues, grabs the offending machine and stalks out of bed and steps, buck naked, out onto the balcony of his apart in the pit of my stomach What day is today? Saturday? Sunday?