“Would it be so bad if he did?”
“Yes.”
“He might suspect things have changed.I don’t know if he knows.”
I sigh and snuggle back closer to Nick, warm and safe.“I don’t want to think about it tonight.I want to spend my last hours with you worry free.”He kisses the back of my head, holding me tighter.
I’ve been tryingto get to sleep since Nick told me my brother called.I think I got about fifteen minutes before I woke back up.Now I’m lying on my stomach, watching him sleep.I’ve never seen him asleep in all the years I’ve known him.He is totally adorable.I know that’s not a word you associate with a man, but it is when I’m watching him sleep.When he’s awake he’s controlled; he shows you only what he wants you to see.His eyes, however, show me so much.If he’s angry, it’s almost like you can see storm clouds rolling in his eyes.It makes me feel like I should watch out for thunder and lightning coming to strike me down.
That’s all over, completely shattered, when he looks at me with laughter and lust in his eyes.His eyes draw me in every time and make me believe anything he says to me.Like they’re weaving a spell over me, a spell I can’t break free from.No other way to explain it.Why else would I spend the weekend with him, leave my house without telling anyone where I was, with only a vague text message saying I’m staying at a friend’s house.I don’t do things like that… not when I was a teenager, and not when I was in college and free to do so.I did for him.
I brush a piece of his hair off his forehead.Watching his eyes slowly open, I smile.I could look into these eyes for the rest of my life.I hope I get to.
“I was watching you sleep.”
He looks at me, still groggy.His voice is low and gravelly—very sexy.
“I see.”
“I thought I would return the favor, since you’re always watching me sleep.I don’t know if I’m as cute as you say, but I can tell you, you look sexy as hell and downright adorable at the same time.”
“Adorable?”
“Don’t forget sexy.”
He gives me a sleepy, crooked grin.
“I’ll take it since you threw sexy in too.Why are you not sleeping?You have to get up in a few hours.”
“I just couldn’t sleep.”
“Does this have anything to do with the call from Chris?”
“A little.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
Easy for him to say.I roll on my back and look up at the ceiling.
“If Chris knows about us, he will come to you.He won’t say anything to anyone before he talks to you and me.”
I hope so.I hope he doesn’t know.
“Go to sleep.”He pulls me close, half covering my body with his.I turn and he kisses me.If only I could stay here forever in his arms.I do not want to go home in the morning.I stay awake for a while thinking about nothing and everything until I fall asleep.
“Why didn’t you wakemeup?”
Nick looks up from the kitchen table, where he’s looking at some papers and holding his phone in one hand.
“You needed the rest.”
I walk over and sit next to him at the table.“What are you trying to say?I look haggard and tired?”
“Those words would never come out of my mouth.”
“That’s good, you were starting to sound like my mother.”
“She’s a liar.You’ve never looked haggard or tired a day in your life.”