HER

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♪ʀɪsᴇ ʙʏ ᴊᴏɴᴀs ʙʟᴜᴇ, ᴊᴀᴄᴋ & ᴊᴀᴄᴋ♪

                                    Rᴏxʏ

"It's beautiful." I said while holding onto Troy's grandmother's arm for support as I stood in front of the mirror.

When Troy had said he'd get me some clothes to sleep in, I expected some sweats and one of his hoodies but instead he left a beautiful white cotton nightgown for me to wear, it was soft and surprisingly it fit me perfectly.

"It used to be Troy's mother's." She told me.

What? Why would Troy want me to wear something as special as his late mother's dress? I'm not even family. I didn't even mean anything.

"But now it's yours." She said after a while, as she smiled sadly at my reflection in the mirror, her wrinkles showing.

Suddenly there was knocking at the door and I couldn't help but get all hot in the face at the thought of Troy seeing me.

"May I come in?" He asked from behind the closed door.

His grandmother laughed softly before sitting me down on the edge of the bed.

"Thank you for helping me Mrs-"

"Call me Ma, and it was my greatest pleasure." She talked in a soft voice as she untied my hair.

"Goodnight my child." She greeted before kissing me on the forehead and walking away to leave the room.

Goodnight ma.

I didn't actually say it. I just nodded and smiled.

She was kind and patient, she reminded me of my late grandmother whom I missed dearly.

"Yes I'm sure. I'll tuck her in." I heard Troy tell her in the passage before he walked in.

He stared at me for a moment then smiled approvingly.

"Its impolite to stare." I stated.

Troy shrugged before speaking. "Can you blame me? It's not everyday I get to see Bloody Mary." He mocked me.

It was a great joke, so funny it made me feel insecure.

I was too weak to say anything so I just rolled my eyes in response and yawned.

"Let's get you into bed dream girl." He said, picking me up from the edge and walking around to place me in the center of the bed. "You warm enough?" He asked, as he tucked me in.

"Mhm." I hummed, closing my eyes.

"You look lovely by the way." He whispered, turning the bedside lamp off. The moonlight shining in through the windows.

"What?" I asked, uncertain if I had heard correctly.

He smirked and moved closer to the bed again, standing beside it as he bent slightly, his steamy gaze fixed on me, he moved his head in closer and opened his mouth slowly before whispering. "You look absolutely gorgeous in the nightgown."

I bit my bottom lip to hide my big smile. He thought I looked gorgeous!

"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" He asked, brushing some strands of hair out of my face with his fingers.

"This." I said, lifting my head up quickly and meeting his lips with mine. He seemed hesitant at first but continued as his tongue slid into my mouth then sucked and bit on my bottom lip.

I wanted more.

I pulled him on top of me, my hands rushing up behind his neck as his hands stayed on my waist. His warm breath on my neck as he started kissing me all over my neck and then went down slowly.

I was not responsible for what happened next.

Once he got to my chest he stopped and looked up at me, a small smile forming on his lips.

"Why'd you stop?" I asked agitated.

I wanted more! Lots more.

"Because you're hurt, your body is still fragile and I don't want to hurt you even more but-"

"But?" I interrupted him with a sly smile.

"Yes there's a but, but not the but you're thinking it is, it's a 'I'd really love to cuddle with you instead' but, so may I?"

That was a lot of buts. He couldn't just grip onto mine instead?!

I sighed and nodded, making space for him by lying on my side.

He chuckled like a five year old who was about to his open his new Christmas gifts and I couldn't help but smile as he lied down besides me, our eyes staring into one another with so much... I don't know? Love maybe?

I didn't know what it was but nobody had ever looked at me the way he did.

Yeah sure I wanted so much more than a make out session and neck kisses but he just made it seem enough.

Merely.

"I can't believe you kissed me." He broke the silence.

"I can't believe you didn't rip this dress off from me and kiss me all over my hot damn body and then-"

"Shhh." He hushed me.

"Why didn't you? Any guy would have." I asked curiously.

Troy inhaled deeply, turning onto his back to stare at the ceiling.

"I'm not any guy Roxy, I don't just wanna have sex with you and then by tomorrow morning we'll forget about it. I want us to crave for one another's touch, to feel deeply and once I'm done making love to you, I wanna tell you I love you because I do. And maybe I want you to say it back..."

"Say what? That I love you?" I asked, placing my head on his chest.

"That you feel something more than just sex." He answered.

"Well until we actually do that, I just like you." I joked, making him laugh.

"Stop, you're giving me a boner." He teased.

He wasn't joking.

My eyes widened as I moved my hands over to his crotch, touching it softly. Damn he was huge.

I heard him gulp and I giggled, moving my hands back up to his chest.

"You're such a tease." He said pretending to be annoyed.

"Likewise." I replied, before closing my eyes.

He kissed me gently on the forhead before whispering underneath his breath. "I love you."

I smiled and kissed him on the chin softly. "I love you too."

I did. Sex or no sex. I was in love with Troy Trevor.