I woke up to the actual sound of birds chirping and warm rays of sun on my face. For a moment I forgot what caused me pain last night and I snuggled back to my pillow but a scent hit me.. one that had become familiar against my will so I slowly open my eyes.
He's there, his back against the head board, shirtless, and eyes staring back. I look around the room and sure enough, his bag was next to mine on the floor and last night's clothes hung on a desk chair on the right side of the room.
"Why are you here?" I said but he simply replied
"You know why."
I closed my eyes again, still not moving "Can't you let me be for a moment?"
Instead of replying curtly again he suddenly pulled me up and settled under his arms. My body flushed against his and I tried not to react to any of it.
"We need to talk"
"Last night was clear enough" I said turning away but still under his strong arms
"It's not. You don't get it"
"Get what? That all you care is bussiness?" I asked exasperatedly. It took him a moment to reply but his voice was steady
"I care about you"
It took me by surprise but a bit of anger and desperation starts to bubble up again
"If you care about me you'll let me go" I said a bit too harsh but he simply replied
"I'm not gonna do that." with such definite and for a second I lost it and tried to push myself away from him but his arms kept me there until I stopped.
He hugged me closer and turned his head to me. I panicked a little, a bit scared because I never saw this side of him. My heart is beating faster while I can hear his steady rhythm with my ears against his chest.
"Ever.." He finally whispered against my hair
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My Arranged Marriage. (romantic comedy and drama)
Teen FictionArabella, daughter of the wealthy and successful Michael Donovan is arranged to marry the Andrew Aidan Gray. He's already confusing as it is, but add in his looks and personality, she has it in for herself. Enter Ashley Parker, a beautiful happy-go...
