Our Mission

Chapter 21

Lorenzo didn't say a word instead he pulled me beside him and secured his strong arms around me. I sewed my arms to his waist and buried my face into his bare chest letting my sobs continue.

In that split second, I felt the wall that I had been fighting so hard to keep up crumble, and all my emotions came flowing out. I know it was wrong but I didn't want to let him go, I didn't want to be alone.

I needed his comfort, I needed him.

We sat there in complete silence while his hand ran through my long hair giving me a slight tingling sensation throughout me. I know a lot of people who hate it but I personally always enjoyed it when people played with my hair. 

"It was a dream, you're okay bella," He says softly stopping the combing and placing his hand on the back of my head. He pulled me closer into his embrace that I was able to hear the slow pounding in his chest. The way he held and spoke to me was so soothing that I hadn't realized my tensed body was now relaxed and finally at ease.

I pulled away from his hold and looked up at him. His expression was soft, relaxed and his round honey-colored eyes glimmer with concern that he didn't even bother hiding.

"A- I-I was" I stuttered, my voice coming out shaky as I tried to explain my horrifying dream to him.

A small and gentle smile curve pulls up his lip before he cups his cold hands onto my heated cheeks.

"Don't speak of it if you aren't ready, I'm here bella"

Aw shit here come the waterworks again.

My vision was back to blurry, difficult for me to see his figure clearly. I cried enough in front of him that it was becoming embarrassing so hung my head low and nodded so he knew I listened. I appreciated how he didn't lash out at me for waking him up to my ear bleeding screams or force me to speak on it if I didn't want to, it was sweet but when isn't he.

Although my body is relaxed my mind wasn't. It was laced with everything that happened just a few hours ago but what kept repeating over and over was the promise I made to myself that I broke, I couldn't stop myself from being with the man I fell for deeply.

"Look at me," Lorenzo said, his hands still cupped my face before one trailed down to brush a strand of hair behind my ear.

I didn't want to look up because I knew I would bawl my eyes out. I shook my head side to side but he didn't take that as an answer, he lifted my face, and before I can have a reaction he pulled me towards him, closer than we already were, and crashed his lips onto mine.

My eyes grew, I was shocked because it wasn't something I expected from him especially not right now but it didn't stop me from pushing him away if anything I was desperate for his touch.

My eyes flutter close and the formed tears flowed out faster than my heartbeat and onto his fingertips. His fingers caressed above my cheek wiping away the wetness that trickled down and a low muffled whimper escaped my lips.

A salt taste hit my lips and an embarrassed smile pulled on my face but he didn't care. He continued to move his soft lips expertly against mine sending an electric tingle through my veins.

At that moment we were our pure and vulnerable selves, I felt the passion behind his kiss that made me feel safe and loved. The warmth of his body was cozy, like a soft heated blanket draped around me.