𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐔𝐁𝐎𝐈𝐒 also known as crampton's finest bodyguard. she's cold and collected, living a life full of drunken hookups and fights. she's built walls around her heart, yet he, somehow, managed to break them.
Now, meet 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐑...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
This was definitely the best sleep I've had in months. I think it has something to do with the fact that my face was in Rebel's neck. How I got there, not sure, but my arms were wrapped around her waist and her back was pressed against my chest. I can't really remember how we ended up in this position but I'm definitely not complaining.
She was only wearing a sports bra and some sweatpants, which gave me a perfect view of her tattoos. My finger brushed over the dragon tattoo on her spine, goosebumps appearing on her arms as I tried not to wake her up.
She's beautiful.
"Damien?" She lightly moaned as my cheeks turned red. I felt her move closer to me - pushing her butt towards me - as I tried to think of something to make him go away.
"Good morning, Rebs."
I responded as she turned around to face me. She wasn't wearing any makeup, and if I thought she was beautiful before, she's drop dead gorgeous now. Her freckles seemed more prominent, especially with the sunlight hitting her angel-like face. Her button nose made me want to bop it so badly. It's unfair.
So that's what I did.
"Did you just bop my nose?" She asked in a teasing tone as I stuck my tongue out. Rebel chuckled at my reaction before stretching her arm and getting out of bed. I almost whined when her warm body disappeared, only to be replaced with Saint's.
This dog is something else. Honestly.
"Hey buddy."
I said as the big dog licked my face, making me laugh while I scratched him behind the ears. He's such a lucky boy since he gets to be with Rebel 24/7. Like I said, lucky boy.
"Get up, Damien-"
"Nope, I don't like it." I mumbled while sitting up and crossing my arms. When did I lose my shirt? And why am I acting like a child? Rebel raised a confused eyebrow at me.
"Your name?"
She asked as I nodded before looking anywhere but towards her. How can someone be so beautiful in the morning? It's actually painful.
"That is still you name, is it not?"
"Mhm, I don't like it when you say it. It's too... formal and boring. You have a cool nickname, why can't I have one?"
"What do you want me to call you, love?"
My ears started burning at the pet name while Rebel lifted an amused eyebrow. I groaned, throwing my head back in the pillows as Rebel chuckled. I like it when she laughs, it makes me happy when she does. Anyways, Rebel threw me the shirt I had lost during the night - still not sure when that happened - before laughing at my state of distress and embarrassment.
"Love it is. You should get ready, I need to drop you home before I head to work."
"Can I come with you?" I asked, trying not to sound as needy as I really was.
